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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.

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Nature's Child

Nature’s child
looked down upon
the Arctic in despair.
Lamenting on
melting lands
and disappearing ice.
She wondered
what to do with
Nanuk
Lord of the ice.
Where would
the old man in the
fur coat go
when there was no
more ice to
balance upon?
Then she knew
what must be done.
She called out to
the sea bear
and showed him
the land.
Picking up
big handfuls of soil
and rubbing it
into Pihoqahiak’s coat
she explained that he could
go to sea no longer.
He must remain
on the great rock
and mingle with
Silvertip if he and his
were to survive
the scars of man.
Isbjorn bowed low
to his princess
and watched
as she skipped
from his vision
and disappeared
into the Arctic mists.

Over at dVerse Poets, it is OpenLinkNight, I thought this one would tie in nicely.