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Tracie Skarbo was motivated to write by her father, who was her biggest supporter. “He was always behind me, rallying me on with my writing. I would always see him with a book in hand. He gave me a great appreciation for the written word, and the power and responsibility that writers have to shape those who read their words. He also taught me to respect nature and to value the beauty within it; my reflections on my environment are just an extension of this.” Skarbo was raised on Vancouver Island and is working on her next two books.

Monday, October 11, 2010

African Dreams

Night swathes me
In a cocoon of tranquility
And yet slumber is
Elusive and aloof.

African masks adorn the
Walls of this room,
Complimenting the photos
Of Elephant and Giraffe,
Pictures my mother captured
On Safari.

Zebra print blankets,
And mosquito netting
Hung from the ceiling
Haunt me with desire
For the land of Lion, Cheetah and Jaguar.

I want to set my foot upon
The soil of mankind’s ancestors,
Listen to the roar of thunder
Across the Kalahari plains,
While Hyena laugh
With their litters
Under a setting African sun.

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