Hello Poetry Lovers
So talented poet Trisha Broomfield said she would like to be a zebra – out of any animal. 
I do see her point, with those snazzy stripes. Not quite as big or cumbersome as horses, they can run with grace and zeal. And get up to all sorts! Like this particular ‘Trisha’ Zebra
Do read on…
The Zebra
I’d love to be a zebra
with that amazing coat
I’d always be in fashion
those in Vogue would gloat
I’d hide behind park railings
give people such a fright
trot around in shadows
dark, then black, then white
I’d find a zebra crossing
and trot across real slow
worry the pedestrians
only parts of me would show
Life as a town zebra
would be a jolly wheeze
I’d spend my days in Costa
‘a cappuccino please,’
reclining I would sit and
watch the world go by
light one of many Rothman’s
ignore looks from passers by.
@T Broomfield 2026
Wasn’t that a great jaunt?! Thank you, Trisha, more please
Perhaps we should all think about what animal we would like to be, PL’s. Answers on a postcard please….
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