Today's Poetical Rant ...

I'm calling this one:

"The Unmoved Mover"

The penny fell out of my purse …
face down.

I saw it's blaze orange flash.

I leaned down to examine it.
Staring at the little piece of fate.

My hand reached out.
I caressed the shiny surface.

Thoughtfully, rolling the circle
between my fingers.

I placed it back on the sidewalk.

My penny rests there now.
It waits for you …

Heads up.

Back in the saddle ...

The Dispatch Rider has returned ... new blogs and posts starting soon! It's been too long my friends!