Story last updated at 5/8/2008 - 2:04 pm
Poet's Corner
A slow march
up the mountain side.
The forest has decided
it is warm enough.
The climate is changing.
Marching trees
suck in carbon dioxide.
Spruce seedlings leap past the hemlock
into treeless tundra,
where blueberries and crowberries grow.
Shoving their way
into the homes of grazing Dall sheep and whistling marmots.
The Kenai Mountains are changing.
A slow march
to terra firma.
The polar bears have decided
it is time to move to land,
away from the melting ice.
The climate is changing.
Marching polar bears
look back to see their home disappearing.
Polar bear cubs roll off the ice
onto solid ground,
where no seals dive.
Walking away
from their main food source.
The artic is changing.
