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”

Public domain photo –
 vintage image

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