It was a dark and stormy night…

It was a dark and stormy night.
The sardine swam shrewdly through the swelling sea,
dancing with the carelessness of nature
caught by the carefulness of man.

It was a dark and stormy night.
It was us and the torchlight
But it wasn’t too long
before things went wrong
as the tent wasn’t watertight.

It was a dark and stormy night.
I was downcast and crestfallen. Miserable and in the doldrums. Gloomy and irratable.
But like the storm.
It would pass.

It
was
a dark
and stormy
night. The Shark:
A great White. Made
ripple marks then took a bite.
Exclamation marks were drowned,
down
out
of
sight.