Errant >>> Poem by Manonton Dalan
Errant >>>
faint flash of white came
from one root of a grass
I reach out to investigate
a ball buried for not long
could have traveled downward
at over sixty miles an hour
on wet morning; from driver
I could imagine how hard
that gentleman swing his club
to end up losing ball, mad
brand new prov1x; no bruise
I lost lots of these in water
I could have disturb few fish
diver will recover mine someday
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