A young American girl
suffered her turn,
riding behind her parents,
in the back of the Land Rover.
The guide slowed to a stop,
on the remote rugged Serengeti,
offering a ride to two young Masai.
They settled in the back,
across from the girl.
She stared in silence
at the marble splendor
of their fierce, proud,
warrior faces.
Lifting a goatskin bag,
they drank a mixture
of cow’s milk and blood;
offered it to the girl–
a shared meal,
a blessing.
She recoiled,
shaken.
At sundown,
the boys walked away
with easy grace.
Prompts: Sunday wordle.
Hoofprints In My Garden 
What an absolutely splendid tale you’ve told. I’d love to know the back story or what inspired you.
Thanks Marianne. Back story: I was that little girl in the back of the Land Rover. I was about eight years old at the time.
Now that right there makes this all the more delightful. = )
Wowsers! A true tale. And an African safari one at that! Impressive.
I like to story feel to this.
Culture clash! I love the back story. Your childhood sounds like it was full of rich experience. I love that you set your piece in the Serengeti. Even cooler that its based on your life.
Simple tale, beautifully told. I would have asked the same as Marianne and am so grateful you had already responded. This is like having someone hand you a snapshot, striking. Thank you,
Elizabeth
This is beautifully portrayed, with such stunning visuals.
This is very nice and a true story too! Good job. And what a neat experience.
What Elizabeth says. It’s a snapshot and a vivid one. What a wonderful story. I completely forgot we were in wordle land.
Annette, knowing this is a piece of your life makes it all the more splendid. I echo Margo on not seeing the wordle words. Good strong write.
Pamela
What a great story…and gracefully told in such a short space with great effect. Absolutely loved this…bravo.
I thoroughly enjoyed this story. Wonderfully told.
very nice…that chance encounter that will imprint itself on a young life
Wow, I am very impressed. I am trying my hand at this same wordle and so am humbled. A great rendition of a powerfully private story… the image of you recoiling from their offering is brilliant in its honesty. You really brought this experience to life with your words.
Great poem and I don’t blame for not accepting it.
!! And I have a feeling you would do the same all these year later. 🙂
Wow. A reminder to us all how different yet how much alike we are. I am sure those graceful young warriors have their own poetry about you.
Thanks for your visit. I am glad to be a part of this Wordling community. Especially when I get to read real life enchantments. Thank you.
What a memory, if true, even a breakthrough of regret on a moment of communion! A child never forgets. Beautiful.