for blog action day on october 15, 2010, i am posting 15 water poems in 15 hours.
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the russian in the shadow
muttered half baked
on the hard ice,
all scrambled under his frozen bearded breath,
some last words
before the northern light changed it all.
with one big bang of
brightness in fiery ominous rainbow glow
he was transported
to a different land.
down on the north pole
they still remember him
by his scream, “toot the elephant!”
he doesn’t remember.
he lives a new life
in a new world.
by isabella mori