The bull stands
bulky in black velvet
with formal white face
above thick muscled neck
and massive humped shoulders.
He flares paired nostrils
and paws with front hoof,
tossing broad head and
flinging dirt past rounded rump.
We admire this brute power…
looking over rail of sturdy fence.
a poem in my pocket 
Apr 03, 2014 @ 01:16:19
he just wants you to come in and play 🙂
Apr 02, 2014 @ 15:19:19
What a wonderful bunch of bull; kudos for choosing an animal overlooked by others. Your first lines about /black velvet/ made me think it was a poem about a Mexican black velvet bull fighting painting; but you pushed us right into the pen with it; cool.
Apr 02, 2014 @ 08:01:38
I like all the strong action verbs you use: really captures the power and nervousness of the animal. I had a close encounter with a bull in a field once (while out running) and it made me run ever so fast!
Apr 01, 2014 @ 22:09:36
I am so glad in this poem, the bull lived and did not get gored! Bravo!
Apr 01, 2014 @ 21:32:17
Oh yes – admire from a place of safety! Excellent!
Apr 01, 2014 @ 21:28:58
Yes of course, admiring from the distance is being prudent ~ Very nice perspective ~
Apr 01, 2014 @ 21:08:04
ha, admire it from a distance….i have much respect for that kinda power….but i probably will be getting int he ring with it…ha….sheer muscle….
Apr 01, 2014 @ 23:23:31
i don’t doubt you’d try getting in the pen with him, Brian…my husband and sons have to at times…oldest son did some bull riding but i’m glad it wasn’t his career choice!
Apr 01, 2014 @ 20:53:11
Ah yes, we admire him from afar. Never wish to get to close!
Apr 01, 2014 @ 20:12:14
a very good idea to have a fence as defence.
Apr 01, 2014 @ 20:05:42
some of them wear a tie as well…ha…oh he reminded me of someone… well played lynn…
Apr 01, 2014 @ 23:20:47
Thought of the tie makes me smile, Claudia 😉
Apr 06, 2013 @ 02:52:34
I love that last line! Majestic animals, as long as we keep our space! Great work.
Apr 09, 2013 @ 01:54:20
Thanks, Carol…yes, I keep a respectful distance.