Sunday, August 10, 2014

Zebra

We wear a zebra suit.
Taunt cats at the zoo.

You are the head.  Tell the joke
about black and white and red. 

(Embarrassed)  I shake our tail.
Rattle the cage with our hind legs.

They pace.  Look at us.
A sandwich.  Chain gang of two. 

Bow their heads.  (Say grace)
by his stripes we are healed.

Warning sign.  Loose letters.
Beyond this:  the point of no return.

(Without our glasses) squinting
gets us nowhere.  And everywhere.

We wear a zebra suit.
Share some striped pajamas.



tk/August 2014 


Charming read by R.A.D. Stainforth...ever so slight smile at the end...




21 comments:

  1. A zebra suit!! that would be amusing!!

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  2. Striking, forceful, rather moving...

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  3. I really, really loved this poem. It made me smile, but it also has a wistful quality to it.

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  4. I'm ranking this one near the top of my all time favorite Tess poems! (maybe the very top)

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  5. Life lived from within a Zebra suit, could heal many woes!

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  6. Hehehe! I have to comment on your current moon photo! Mona Lisa never looked better!

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  7. Wow, Tess...love how playful zebra suit gradually zoom to turn in pajama with stripes....omg

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  8. "by his stripes we are healed." Amén to that dance.

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  9. Good one Tess, the striped pajamas is an interesting image, prison in a different form isn't it.

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  10. Amazing and funny at the same time.

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  11. A veritable kaleidoscope of words - shake them up and get a different picture...

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  12. An intriguing piece. I enjoyed reading it. :)

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  13. Yes that zebra suit has other things to offer. Now were you the zebra in PJ's or the meal? Love the squinting I know what it's like.Love this Tess playful like a lot of your talented work. <3

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  14. I enjoyed the poem as usual, but what is RAD trying to do with his image!? Such eccentrics are rare, unfortunately.

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  15. A prison for all our minds .....

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  16. I’ll never see a zebra in the same light again! Thought-provoking.

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  17. we share stripped pajamas behind the bars that hold us back..

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  18. A zebra suit . . . .gosh I would never have imagined that!
    This prompt certainly got our cerebral hemispheres working in overdrive . . . . lol

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  19. A very unique and intriguing write Tess...and as always recited wonderfully by RAD.

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  20. So true, we are inhuman beings in human form.

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  21. Oh Tess... you are delightful. Love and Light, S

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