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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.

17 comments:

  1. Tracie this was beautiful! It reads like a native American folk tale.

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  2. I am so glad you enjoyed this one Katley...I saw the photo and the story seemed to just pop out at me. I only wrote it down. :)

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  3. Amazing when these things just pop up seemingly from nowhere and yet, the thoughts must be within you to begin with. That is a wonderful photograph. I could weep for these beautiful creatures and all the others who will be lost too if the ice disappears, so in danger now of being lost forever because of our human greed and stupidity. Humans wont be far behind (methinks)...lol
    Beautiful poetry :) Nice to meet you too

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    1. Thanks Daydreamertoo, I saw the photo and had to write about it... I had just seen a documentary on the Polar bear and how at risk they are, then everything just seemed to fit together. They will have to come to land and mingle with grizzlies if they are to survive, that is if they will still have an environment to live in. Thanks for coming by!

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  4. fascinating...i love stories like this...a bit of mysticism and wonder...and i pondered if it were based in legend...it seems so....well spun..the rubbing on of the earth was a great touch...

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    1. No Brian, not to my knowledge. I do a lot of stories like this one, those with a kind of legend feel to them. I am not sure if this is because of where I live and being immursed in native culture. I love to watch animals and tell stories through them. Like I said above it was a documentary on polar bears and the image that tied it together. Thanks for coming by and sharing your thoughts!

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    1. Thank you Tatius... great to see you here.

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  6. Mythic warning of what happens when life and nature are abused - the ice melts, the seas rise and the sun boils. Beautifully said.

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    1. Thanks so much for coming by Beachanny! :)

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  7. nice...love the mystic nods in this to tell an environmental story...love how you paint the characters..

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    1. Thanks Claudia, I feel that I must tell stories like this, too bring awarness to our plight.

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  8. I love the mythical quality here. I also love the fact that y stou care enough about the stewardship of our planet to have captured a disappearing phenomenon of Earth. Bravo!

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  9. nice - love this journey into myth. Very cool piece.

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  10. A lovely story ~ Thanks for sharing ~

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  11. It would have been fun to have found a photoshopped pic of little girl touching a polar bear. All these bears would have gobbled up the little girl, I am afraid. Nature ain't kind.

    Scars of man, scars of bears -- we are all dangerous. Sadly true.

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    1. :) No I don't think so Sabio, she is the daughter of nature and they would not dare the mothers wrath! Thanks so much for coming by!

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