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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

Casa Rosa

I submerge into the warm,
Deep, watery cradle
Steam swirls its tendrils
Through my hair; about my face.

Cascades of round bursts of scent
Wipe stress and tensions
With a delicate touch
And slight of hand.

The glass door
Secures this womb
Where all sound
Seems far away; muted.

A skylight in the ceiling
Showers diffused natural light
I accept it rejoicing
With open arms.

Thoughts and words
Swim the ripples about me,
I look up and think
That this would be an excellent

Vantage point for a meteor shower
A glass of wine
A plate of candles
Soft music

Perfect for
Pondering a
Celestial
Ballet 

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