It’s Poetics Tuesday over at the dVerse Poets Pub. The challenge is to write a poem in the first person that compares some trait of ours with something animal. It should not be a whale, but another creature (mammal, fish, bird, insect, etc.) with which we have something in common. The title should be the animal thing, in the same way Marjorie Saiser chose ‘The Print the Whales Make’.
For some, love is like
the fog — sneaking in on
tiny kitten paws.
Gently, sweetly almost
apologetically.
For others, love comes
slow and steady like
a pair of oxen
fettered together for
the long haul.
Nondescript, dependable
Predictable.
But for me,
for me love comes
screaming in
like a Spanish bull.
Wild, sinful thunder
Deliciously uncontrollable —
A splendid conflagration —
Dead on legit.
aka, The Abject Muse 
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