It is no small feat to break 100
On this regulation course where our Presidents play.
After three years, I still hadn’t done it.
Once I scored a 101 during a Tournament, alright twice.
On that day, I celebrated after scoring two chip-ins and one greenie.
It lasted all of five minutes.
The next woman got a little closer to the pin.
Competition was fierce.
My net score was a 69.
The game was announced as
Criers– which is fun for us duffers
Because you could revert three holes to par.
Changed at the last minute
by the Tournament Chair
to “Revert Two Holes to Par.”
One hole on the front nine
One hole on the back.
In other words
The nine and the eight that I scored
Were reduced to a four and a five.
Throughout the round
Trade winds cooled.
Waves pounded.
Surfers surfed.
A flock of Iwa birds circled ponds where lilac lily pads floated.
Cloud trails left images overhead of giant white dimpled balls
circling first before dropping into four-inch holes and
The folding cliffs of the Ko’olau mountain range tallied the score.
On this Thursday.
Ladies’ League Day when
All the stars lined up.
The moon was in Libra
Jupiter hugged Neptune.
And the golf god, Precept, smiled,
Revealing it was my turn to shine in this
Impossible game of skill and chance.
Cornelia DeDona 12/14/25
Corney Press 