George Held, a guest poet on Blogfinger, seems to be channeling a past where pennies were more important than they are today. In fact, will pennies go the way of the half penny? Does George still have a few pennies clattering around in his pockets?
George doesn’t categorize the two penny pieces below. He refers to them as “shorties:”
Penny was sixteen and wore penny loafers, a shiny copper penny in each slot. Twelve, you were infatuated by her – her pleated plaid skirt, bobby sox, and those penny loafers. How you wanted to kiss her, but she just laughed when you blew her a kiss across the school yard.
Karl, wearing penny loafers, challenges fifth-grade classmate Jorge, in Keds, to pitch pennies against a wall by the gym. But Jorge has a knack for leaners and beats Karl in their “pitch off.” Karl doesn’t mind losing twenty-five pennies, but he can’t bear losing to Jorge. “I’ll get you yet,” he thinks in his devious heart. Jorge becomes a surgeon, Karl a banker.
BRENDA LEE made a “fortune” collecting pennies from heaven: