For an imagination: Does one need a word?
I don't think so. I think that's absurd!
When one dreams, do words abound?
Do words in a sleeper's brain …..go around?
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Well, I see that- since Bri is now exclusively eating salads- he must in revenge tempt his readers with yummy thoughts about I Scream. You can't read Bri's poems and remain on a a diet! (Actually, I thought he was there with Adam and Eve!)
Dreaming in both color and black and white, I would say is a Blessing. I like the saucyness of this poem and not that's not really a word by I like it. The imagery is fabulous as well, simply an excellent poem Bri.....