Cape (an acrostic poem)

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Cloaked in her beloved darkness, she shivered with excitement

As she peered over her city, watching those far below

Putting fear in the hearts of those trying to hide in the night

Enabling her to sense her prey

Costume (an acrostic poem)

Clothing makes the man they say

Or in his case, they allowed him to blend in

So that the prey around him didn’t recognize predator in their midst

Though they would be nervous as if they could see through his disguise

Undercover he enjoyed taking his time

Meticulously picking his next victim

Enjoying the chaos he left in his wake

 

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Hunted (an acrostic poem)

He stalked his prey

Until it tired, letting him get close

Now he was ready to make the final strike

To claim her as his trophy

Emboldened as he struck out, but he suddenly realized he had been wrong

Didn’t get to see her triumphant smile with his lifeless eyes

 

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Pursuit (an acrostic poem) part 5

Pelting rain pounded on Mike’s fedora as he waited

Under a red umbrella, his prey walked out of the shop

Running across the street, Mike tried to get close

Slipping in a puddle, he fell hard to the pavement

Under his breath, he swore as he pushed himself back up

It seemed that the red umbrella had disappeared

The next swears were definitely out loud

 

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