#28: Inside Dream

A poem featuring anagrams for Dream*

Open up this dream

and find a dare;

a dram

to set your imagination on fire; a ream

of memory and association. It’s who you are

and what I am,

the heart and art of me.

There’s a wandering ram,

the racing mare

of night who carries an armed

man, mad.

No surprise, you’ll find REM

of course — an ad

but no one’s paying. Dream

glows red

and yes, it lives in color. Look inside and read

“Dear … “

— a salutation in search of listening ear

*inspired by and adapted from the poetic form created by  Terrance Hayes, in which the end-word in each line is an anagram for the chosen word, in this case, Dream.

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