POEM - Impromptu Duo . . . Gymnastics

Last night I had an amazing dream

I was competing again

Like I did in high school

Like the good old  Forensics days

Practicing “The Cremation of Sam McGee”

Only this was a different sport

Last night I actually had a mildly disturbing dream

It was Buddy and I

Together again!

Practicing scenarios and technique

But no more acting drunk

Mugging for the camera

Goofing off after school in the lecture hall

We were in the gym

Now older and over weight

In spandex

Running through flips and spins

I’m not quite sure why

Or how this happened

What I do know is, we are good

I mean really good

In a “contradiction-of-the-laws-of-physics” way

And the big competition is soon

Just a few days, pressure mounting

I begin the routine by holding a handstand

Inverted splits, one handed,  on the balance beam

Buddy vaults in over the top of me

Tucks into a somersault

Pops up into a perfect pirouette

Does a few spins and leaps

As I set up my next trick

I make a dramatic entrance as I roll in

Balancing on a huge blue rubber ball

I meander back and forth

Like a bear in a clown suit at the circus

Then we are at the competition

Despite all expectations we are winning

And the mean girls are so upset

Several attempts to sabotage us fail

There is a dramatic finish,

Cheers, tears and triumph

You know how these things go

And It felt good

Being able to move that way

I feel relieved we did so well

Won the day

The blue ribbon

Best in show

And I hope Buddy is happy too

That he doesn’t get too jealous

As it turns out

I was kind of the star!