The following tied for third place in the Poetry division of the Walter Spara Writing Contest sponsored by the Department of English and Communications in the spring semester, 2012.
Luke Bremner
Bubba
Dew sits atop green blades laced with yellow.
Thick oaks pour Spanish moss in gobs
outlining open strips of manicured Bermuda
and the suns first glance starts to burn of the fog
to reveal humidity on Augusta.
The media and the gallery murmur quietly
behind black leather curtains
“he can’t win,” he is just a red neck”
“he is a lefty,” “he swings weird”
“he has never had a lesson”
“he can’t win”
Round after round the good ol’ boy
watches the top of the leader board from behind
within a drivers length, then an iron, then a put.
Until a showdown of two masters
Dew sits atop green blades laced with yellow
Thick oaks pour Spanish moss in gobs
outlining open strips of manicured Bermuda
Light fades on the on a green jacket
The boy from Bagdad took Georgia for a 44 long.