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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required All is still in deceptions abyss, Beneath fathoms deep, aquatic, Wolves are on the hunt. Stealth predators unseen, unheard, Hanging on the fringe of detections, Outer limits. In plain black and white, Behold a deadly beauty personified, Intelligence next step in evolution. These devils of the bluest depths, Known as the Orca. Chameleon's blending between shadows Darkness, And the suns rays penetrating, From above. Waiting in the quite shallows, They hide in anticipation, For the right moment to strike. Titans Krakens, await for the first Signs of weakness in their prey. Together pack mammals work, Combing talents to best formulate, A strategy for the imminent attack. Upon life's rookery a chilling, Silence falls. Young seals sleek and fast, Taste freedom's excitement, With wonderment's exhilaration, To finally be on there own at last. The open ocean calls to them, Come challenge my waves, Youthful innocence, boldly splash Amongst surf and spray. Yet beware thy kindred spirits, Those whom seek the unknown, May pay a high price of flesh, And bone. But these young pups hear the Siren’s voices, And heed not the warning tone. Sliding instead into the icy waters Cold embrace. The undertows current carry’s them, Towards the coral reef. Deadly jaws haunt the tidal rift's, Rough jagged edge, It is a gruesome rule of survival. Few new yearling return unscathed, Some don't return at all. The arch angels of death must take, Their poundage of flesh. With a grinning smile, Natures perfect killing machines, The wolves of the deep, await the Next bloody hunt. With hungry eyes anticipation, Tasting satisfactions mouthwatering Bites yet to come. BY: CHERYL ANNA DUNN
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