Today’s prompt is to write a poem about a very large thing.

Behemoth

your large eyes
reveal wisdom and warning
windows to your soul

your grand ears
flapping, undulating

your trunk
not merely an extended nose
but also a hand
reaching, grasping

your powerful feet
wield pounding pressure
making you the most dangerous animal in the zoo

your might has been harnessed
to transport lumber 
as you lumber through the forest

you labor
faithful servant
accepting affection
but your wise eyes grow petulant
from unending demands
until you finally
crush your oppressor 
beneath your log-shaped legs

©ARHuelsenbeck