PAD 15 - Dream

For today’s prompt, write a dream poem. The poem can be a remembered dream. Or it could be a dream about the future (like getting out and about without worry again). Of course, some dreams are good, but there are nightmares too. So let’s get dreamy with our poems today. After all, Blondie said it best: “Dreaming is free.”


Forgotten Dream


I was wearing her wedding dress
but it wasn't the real one - 
this had a red overlay.
I looked good.
It was fine.

I was going to marry my ex-boyfriend's brother.
I don't know why.

If someone asks me
if I dream in color
if there is an atmosphere

then yes

I wanted to take a picture in the dream
of that green horizon
so vivid
the sky, blue but darkening,
someone walking away
no one important
but - a perfect composition - 
a lithe figure reflected in the creek
or in the mud or sludge

sparkles

I am out of work
I am wearing a wedding dress, red,
but hide it for now in a peasant's coat.

I am leaning into the wind 
which funnels through the verdant valley
and am suddenly lifted
too high up now
where I can see all the areas of the
(now forgotten)
dreamscape, like a board game

there, where they wouldn't pay for me to 
take the meeting in Australia

there, where again, I am about to marry 
my ex-boyfriend's brother

all the bicycle deflate at once and fall over
the hills roll away - kelly green

he still loves me
and is listening to the ceremony
from behind the door

I interrupt the start of the service
and go to him

and am younger.

I dream in color
of landscape
of wind
of love

of lift
of story
and of things that just happen.