Crisp air hangs, first lights dew
Creeping frost teases delight
Under blankets of vivid blue.
Powdered greens awake from night
Welcoming, players eagerly await
Coffee in hand, weapons steel bright
Spikes clatter, rushing late.
Ready for bullets and a fight,
Any shooter could relate
Hunger driver, ready for battle
Steps anticipation to plate.
Frost lifts, a head of cattle
Form according to slate,
Frost delayed, times tight
Tee to green in ready state
Warriors ready with might.
Fierce steps, covered with dew
Last traces of frost despite
Steps the leather'd shoe,
Sticks ready, a game fight
Player or course? Stalemate.