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(Instructor of poetry, Hagerstown, MD)

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.Bull Daunted

I climbed a fence to pick a flower,
Then stopped to look around.
It took me 'most a quarter hour
To pick the flowers that I found.

Oh, lovely sunlit daisy shells,
Oh, look! what are those sky blue bells?
Another and another there.
I'll pick them all; no one will care
For this is only pasture land
And, oh, the flowers are so grand.
It's only pasture land, ah, yes,
And over there, there is a... A cow I think.
Or could it be...? I'll have to guess.
What if it were...?
A bull! I sink

Down to the ground so I can tell;
I see his horns; he has no bell.
He turns his head to look my way;
The fence is, oh... so far away.
I've heard it said,
'You must not run.'
If I call out, would someone come?

A cow or bull?
How does one know?
He turns around; his head is down.
I've also heard that it will show
If he should start to paw the ground.
He takes a step;
He’s going to come!
I've got to run; my legs are numb!
Is it too late?
I cannot wait!
Somewhere there's got to be a gate.
What shall I do;
What shall I do?
'He' stretched 'his' neck and then said,
'Moo-oo'

Submitted: Thursday, August 22, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 26, 2014


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  • Nika Mcguin (4/1/2014 1:55:00 AM)

    Such an exciting read! I've only come in contact with bulls from the other side of the fence luckily lol.
    This should be featured!

    ~Nika

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  • George F. Hunter (11/30/2013 6:18:00 PM)

    Been there. Great story of close encounter.

  • Mary Forrester (9/14/2013 1:33:00 PM)

    Yes I love this poem and I too grew up in the country and had the experience many times as a child, it brought a smile to my face.

  • John Brown (9/8/2013 9:30:00 AM)

    Superb. I enjoyed every line.

  • Elena Plotkin (8/30/2013 12:48:00 PM)

    Suspenseful to the very end. My favorite line I've got to run; my legs are numb!

  • Gary Kedron (8/28/2013 5:18:00 PM)

    loved it... I was there! had the pleasure of growing up in the country during summers... lesson learned, stay on other side of the barbed wire fence!

  • Lorraine Colon (8/22/2013 4:02:00 PM)

    What a great poem. You had me on the edge of my seat. Some years ago, I was at a county fair in New Hampshire, and a bull got loose. You could feel the ground tremble as he ran. People were laughing about it, but I was terrified. I grew up in Chicago, where the biggest animals were stray dogs. There were no casualties, but reading your poem brought back the memory of that day.

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