Freedom Remembered

In a zoo in a strange land
a zebra stands 
flaunting the bright stripes
 of a collective band 
against the russett tussle of leaves
 that exit trees before a cold wind.

He is far  from the windswept plain
of his dreams; that parched place
where drought adapted trees wane,
 until at last renewed by rain,
an over-night fantasy of growth
 glides greenly,
quicker than evening-tide.

Here, where Autumn has a strange glow,
bare trees, steal the dapple from his coat. 
Knee deep in a pile of red leaves
he yields the life blood of his soul,
flowing from a freedom remembered

100 in a ROW contest -- 15
Contest Judged:  9/24/2016 8:56:00 PM
Sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A
6th Place
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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Cunningham Avatar
November 16, 2020 at 5:01 AM
Having seen them in the wilds of Kenya and in a city zoo, there is no comparison. Well written verse Suz Not just me who thinks they should be free. Tom
Cunningham Avatar
November 16, 2020 at 3:17 PM
No I didn't Suz, something new ive learnt today
Delaney Avatar
November 16, 2020 at 3:11 PM
Thanks for checking out my link, Tom: I thought you would enjoy it. Did you know a group of zebras is called a dazzle. Best SuZ
Scars Avatar
September 25, 2016 at 7:14 PM
wow this is powerful and touching Suzanne...the last stanza is so true...congratulations on your placement :)-luloo
Troutman Avatar
September 25, 2016 at 1:35 PM
I'm tearing up, how beautifully, sadly put ! Congratulations on your well deserved win !
A   Avatar
September 24, 2016 at 9:46 PM
Suz, Congratulations on your well-deserved win. :):):) Stop by my latest blog "Last Laugh." if you'd like. Always & Forever ~LINDA~
Makama Avatar
February 3, 2016 at 10:32 AM
Well said and craftily illustrated. A wonderful presentation of this wonderful site. Thumbs up and a definite 7
Delaney Avatar
February 3, 2016 at 10:54 AM
Thanks Funom: I appreciate your insightful comments. SuZ
Davis Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 9:17 AM
Suzanne This is such a heartwrenching, powerful, deep, emotional and sad write. Freedom should never be taken away from anyone or anything. thank you for the nice comment on my Nature poem.
Delaney Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 3:54 PM
Glad you enjoyed this......don't know where it came from...perhaps I was a zebra in another life....LOL SuZ
Rizvi Avatar
August 29, 2013 at 12:28 PM
Nice poem!
Delaney Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 3:43 PM
Hi Syed: I am catching up with Soup stuff, Thanks for your valued comment. Hope all is well. SuZ
Toran Avatar
August 4, 2013 at 5:32 PM
No matter what type of habitat they create in a zoo, there's nothing compatible to their natural environment in the wild! Truthfully written!...Milt
Delaney Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 3:36 PM
I so agree...I am always fascinated by being up so close to the animals but at the same time I feel saddened by their confinement and not being in their own habitat. SuZ
Candy Avatar
July 12, 2013 at 1:06 PM
I like the way you described grief in such a beautiful way, Suz..thank you for sharing this heart touching poem of yours.. *hug ~Shirley
Delaney Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 3:41 PM
Thanks Shirley Your words mean a lot to me. Best, SuZ
Tacito Avatar
July 12, 2013 at 8:21 AM
A painful piece filled w/some harsh, underlying truth. Very well done!
Delaney Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 3:31 PM
Hi Drake Catching up with Soup stuff, Thanks for your valued comment. Hope all is well. SuZ
Chircop Avatar
July 12, 2013 at 1:33 AM
Ow this poem touched my heart..Nothing is more sad than freedom being stolen ..both from animal or human.
Delaney Avatar
June 2, 2014 at 3:33 PM
It is a sad condition because we imagine our own freedom being taken. Thanks for your always welcomed visits. Hugs SuZ y
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