Amongst them was a bull -
My heart raced -
There was the sign on the metal gate, bull in field -
I remembered the stories I'd heard about bulls -
Boys were being tossed over tall hedges Alyson had said -
They smashed gates to pieces Julia said -
Yet this was the way we had to go -
Martin scanned the wide field with his binoculars -
The bull's very muscular he said -
It's like the Minotaur Alyson said -
Gingerly, we crossed the field -
But the bull ignored us, potent, unpredictable, magnificent in his shining skin -
11.45
Wednesday 27 July 2016
Swinhoe Lakes
Northumbria
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