Yet another fun Prose challenge. This time an acrostic stanza spelling out SHARK with six words per line and a rhyming scheme of AABBA. Once again, my morbid fascination with death is evident.
Stealthily gliding amongst fish with glee
Hellions of the depths that be
All living things are merely toys
Rarely purposeful in their fatal ploys
Killers of the deep blue sea
“We provoke a shark every time we enter the water where sharks happen to be, for we forget: The ocean is not our territory – it’s theirs.” ~ Peter Benchley