Thanks to Lorraine from MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie for hosting this prompt. This week I’m doing a five line free verse with a goal of twenty-five words
Gazing across his tiny kingdom,
Beetle prince prepares for giants.
His shell is thick and resilient,
He’s difficult to squish; escapes —
Easily, lord over his domain.
Mushrooms poisonous, his castle found,
Searching, scrumptious bites to nibble.
Proud tiny prince he’ll never —
Notice until too late how huge —
Giants actually are — slaying him.
Forest floor a massacre the —
Castle had fallen; the prince —
Lays dying, his shell breached.
In his Heaven he wanders;
No longer minute, he’s significant.
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