Metaphor Poem

By: Amanda

The Bull

He is like a twister, free and wild,

Eager to dismount his challenger

For just 8 seconds he is as wild as he has ever been

swirling with all his might

Snortin’ ‘n screamin’

Jumpin’ ‘n buckin’

After successfully defeatin’ his challenger

He makes his victory round in the arena

Dirt and dust

His days are full of excitement

His nights are peaceful

As everyday he awaits to once again defeat his challenger

With the look of victory in his eyes

The bull that has never been ridden

A champion in a cowboy’s eyes

The Bull