#NaPoWriMo
Now for our (optional) prompt! Today, we’d like to challenge you to write a poem in which the speaker expresses the desire to be someone or something else, and explains why. Two possible models for you: Natasha Rao’s “In my next life let me be a tomato,” and Randall Jarrell’s “The Woman at the Washington Zoo.”
Happy writing!
Rosy and Freckles
Reincarnated, I will come back
as a horse; galloping free, the
sand beneath me, foamy white
sea water flowing over my hooves.
Then we will go back to the stable,
but not before a warm shower
and a good rub-down, the steam
rising off my coat like mist.
She throws a warm blanket over me, so I won't catch a chill.
There is warm oat bran or sweet
smelling, sweet tastng hay to eat.
She is my rider, Rosy, we make a
good team, and ride out daily.
I am Freckles because of the
tiny brown dots on my white coat.
Up hill and down dale; through the babbling brook, down to that salty seashore we never tire of galloping or cantering or walking upon.
Neither of us like the road, all that vehicle noise with people inside, who don't want to slow down and
let us pass; but Rosy makes them.
Waving the crop that she never uses on me, once she brought it down so hard on a car roof she made the occupants jump.
"Read your highway code!" She shouted, as we trotted off the road
onto the safety of the bridle path.
I love Rosy, she is my human.
There are other horses in the stable I am friends with but no one like Rosy; we have bonded, horse
and rider, the perfect match.
©🦊VixenOfVerse, 2024
VIXEN of VERSE 
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