#zebra
Zebra are seen mainly in dreams,
With licorice stripes--
And bodies of cream--
Their jewelry box hooves
Are made from the moon--
And their manes were lately
Bristles on brooms.
You can take off their heads
And fill them with clouds--
If you fill them with coins, they weigh five thousand pounds.
Lions like stars--
So they hunt in the sky--
But the zebra are hiding
Behind your closed eyes.
Zebra are seen mainly in dreams--
In the morning, they follow the sun--
When its warmth is felt, their cream bodies melt,
And then, away they run.
Jul 22, 2025
Jul 22, 2025 at 9:28 AM UTC
Walking down the empty road,
there was absolutely no traffic that flowed,
intrigued by this new journey as we strode,
wait, look around both sides of the road that’s what my mother always told.
It crosses my mind then and there,
we never can change what we wear,
I have asked for a new coat to buy from a fair,
I will stand here until I get an answer fair and square.
My mother told me the reason,
stripes are there on us all season,
for one-day when you runaway from here,
you will find us back with our peculiar fashion, do you hear?
Now, move on, stay in line guy,
she said with her head held high,
and count the other stripes,
I put my head down not showing my gripes.
Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 7:10 PM UTC
If you ever attract a zebra,
remember they are wilder
than they look
patrolling the ice.
Remember that while you
stick around in your zoo,
they travel to other zoos
to do their business
and probably meet
other penguins like you,
and lions,
and tigers,
and every other animal.
Sure, the zebra will think of you,
that little innocent penguin,
waiting in her little zoo
for him to come back to her
for another game or two,
but remember, it’s not just you.
It probably won’t be
as he caresses her and her.
It probably won’t be
as he doesn’t mention
you to any other animals
except for his zebra friends
who probably have penguins
just like you
whom they leave behind.
Because Omaha isn’t your zoo.
Buffalo isn’t your zoo.
Atlantic City isn’t your zoo.
Philadelphia isn’t your zoo,
and you aren’t his one and only;
You will never be his only one.
Feb 28, 2018
Feb 28, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC
*I’m a healer; not a feeler,
a traveler with loss of passion.
Pipe dreams are clear when day is gone,
then I spawn stories you can’t imagine.
I’m a wanderer; but I am not lost,
burn the human manufactures.
The sky is bleeding poor man’s gold,
drowning lunatic dream-catchers.
I’m a winter child; but my heart is fire,
it's a roaring black hole of ancient lullabies.
Follow the zebra through the midnight woods,
I saw glimpse of amnesia in its eyes.*
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 11:08 AM UTC
Sunlight pirouettes
through a window.
Translucent zebras
dance upon the stage,
dance across
a little honey bee.
Petals of paper
weaving through
the day.
Like tiny footprints
to lead the way.
Lead a zebra,
lead a honey bee,
to a delicate daisy flower
where they might sit
in silence
or discuss
how peculiar it is
that a honey bee
just might fall
in love with a zebra.
Apr 6, 2017
Apr 6, 2017 at 10:43 PM UTC
How am I aware?
When did I become aware?
What is aware?
Does a lion know they are a lion?
What do they call themselves?
Does the Zebra know it is only a Zebra?
Does it know it's cause of death is a Lion round the neck?
As it bleeds does it remember it's family?
Does the Lion remember its first ****
Do the buzzards have an opinion on the situation?
As they argue over dinner do they also debate?
Yes.
The birds squak " if humans are aware, why aren't they aware of us?"
The giraffes chime in " why do they pretend our home is a wasteland?"
The monkeys holler "humans build concrete caves to hide from awareness"
The hyenas laugh " what stupid animals!"
The leopard whispers "aren't we all?"
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 9:27 AM UTC
A zebra can never change it's stripes
Nor leopard change it's spots
One will always be the prey
Just like you and I
Mar 10, 2016
Mar 10, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC
I was confused
Everything was so confusing
All was painted in grey or gray ?
Hoo ?
Hey ! I asked the gorilla
What ? He answered back
Will you scratch my back ?
Okay !
Then I came across the Zebra
I said it's all so simple
Here it is in black and white
But he's not read all over
Jan 12, 2016
Jan 12, 2016 at 8:19 PM UTC
Driving fast on the highway
I just want success to come my way
In that manner
But life isn't that simple
If it was, everything would feel reasonless
We have to earn our stripes to become zebras.
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 4:55 AM UTC
Only the chickens knew the zebra’s secret, they kept silent.
More to Come…
Oct 5, 2015
Oct 5, 2015 at 9:08 AM UTC
As the tiny zebra grew, others saw and were amazed.
More to Come…
Oct 4, 2015
Oct 4, 2015 at 8:31 AM UTC
The farmer collapsed graveyard dead upon seeing the tiny zebra.
More to Come….
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 1:08 PM UTC
In the henhouse, an egg hatched and a zebra emerged.
More to Come….
Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 8:44 AM UTC
Be unique
Like a leopard
In a city of zebras
Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 1:56 AM UTC