On a Horse and Rider Passing By

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On a Horse and Rider Passing By

A horse and rider blazing came.
At footpace speed, I stepped aside.
No quick mistake to send that steed

through morning eddy’s mist.
The horse and rider, I both took stock,
covered head to hoof in mired mud.

The rider curtly said, “Ma’am,”
and I nodded a tone, “Sir,”
as we both made best our ways.

 

Found and remixed from Charles Dickens
A Tale of Two Cities and my 1991 Winter Journal.

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