Flash Fiction 55 — Llama

Aymara the Llama by Migy Blanco

Dark blond and übersoft,
my winter coat
gained a magical air when the
babysitter showed me the label,
pronouncing the word — Llama —
telling me about the animal, its
mountain home, its prized wool.

I spent the remainder of the day
coat across my lap, an
encyclopedia opened atop it,
lost in discovery and wonder.


My post written in exactly 55 words for Flash Fiction 55, now hosted by the lovelies over at imaginary garden with read toads.
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Poetics: Whatever the Weather • Reckoning

Resident Marie Waite visits with Travis the llama 

at Life Care Center of Nashoba Valley in Littleton, Mass. 

— Photo by João Canziani, from AARP Bulletin

Reckoning

Dementia patient and llama meet
weekly in the memory care corral,
                a comfort station along 

                the trail of lost thought, 

in the pungent pasture of 

                uprooted memory
where a summer's day is evermore —
and nevermore — flittering like a
dream caught then released,
as bright as crisp morning and lazy
as lush afternoon reckoning with
                a hazy blue gloaming, 

beckoning to the velvet night.

                                      MLydiaM ~ July 2012

Written for Poetics—Whatever the Weather at dVerse Poets.

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