The Iceberg

in the chill of an iceberg,out on the sea bright in it's gleaming a herd of old walrus asleep in the breeze peacefully dreaming a company of penguins dance on her slopes there on the ocean slippin' and slidin' like a bar of wet soap with a rockinghorse motion just then a polar bear,off on a tear- his sudden intrusion abruptly the world of the penguins is hurled into utter confusion their situation increasingly grave by the menacing stranger taking no chances they make for the waves escaping the danger aseagull is circling high up above chanting his mantra singing as ever so higher he flies shepherding clouds in a wide open sky and i capture it all with a critical eye- for i am a camera! "click"