Dream Team (a poem)

by William Skink

Prince Harry recently admitted he doesn’t understand America’s Constitutional protections, like our first amendment protecting free speech.

It’s pretty simple, Harry. If I write a poem and a city council person uses her board position to verbally berate me, the first amendment protects me from this kind of thin-skinned political retaliation.

I understand why a Royal wouldn’t get this.

Now, on to today’s poem:

dream a team for every job
bring in ringers if you must
with money from the honey nobs
yes is blessing, no is dust

if you doubt this high decree
dream a rocket ship to Mars
call on Elon if you must
but don't believe his demon star

angel investors, halo strong
humidify this insect house
every dollar sings a song
like every trap contains a mouse

maybe logic, awesome plan
dream a pocket off the maps
brother's keeper fears no reaper
sister, wake us from this nap

About Travis Mateer

I'm an artist and citizen journalist living and writing in Montana. You can contact me here: willskink at yahoo dot com
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2 Responses to Dream Team (a poem)

  1. J. Kevin Hunt says:

    Poem: 4.9 stars. Why not 5? Just thinking of my high school phys-ed instructor and track coach, who ruined a 4.0 report card my last term of senior year, by giving me a “B” in phys ed, notwithstanding that I earned an “A” in every skill set save one, on which I earned a B. When I inquired about this, he was evasive. When I politely asked if we could look at his grade book, and after my name was a long string of “A”s interrupted by one “B,” I politely asked if perhaps he’d been looking at the wrong row when he determined my final grade. “Nope,” he said. “It’s your attitude.” I asked for more detail, noting that I was enthusiastic about everything we’d done, adding that I’d perennially turned out for track and cross-country. “See, that’s what I’m talking about,” he said, “this is a good example right now of (emphasis) attitude..”

    You similarly have an (emphasis) attitude, Mr. Mateer. So there. No 5.0 for you. And no lip, or it drops to 3.6.

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