Jumping to confusions: A-Z verses from vintage visages

Jumping to confusions

It’s way past my bedtime, but I’m still astir.

I must get my steps in. My wristband must whirr.

The pup, she awakens. She opens one eye.

“My goodness!” she’d say, if she could but reply.

I pick up a jump-rope and romp in my room.

The house fairly shakes, as I bounce and I boom.

My journey goes nowhere, but still I attempt

To justify munching with calories spent.

My memoir may never be printed, but still,

I exercise on, as I battle my will.

By morning, I’ll groan, as alarm beeps my phone.

I’ll probably wake with a headache full-blown.

For now I am stuck in insomnia’s zone.

c2016 by Linda Ann Nickerson

This poem was posted for the April A to Z Blogging Challenge and National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo), as well as these prompts:

Daily Post: “bedtime”

Meme Express: “jump” and “justify”

One-Minute Writer: “memoir”

Simply Snickers: “journey” and “jump”

Tuesday at Ten: “time”

Image/s:

Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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