Morning Yoga

19 Apr

“Nooooooooo,” she begins, raising herself

into Cobra pose here on the bathroom floor.

“Ooooooooooohhhhhh,” she goes on,

shifting Cobra to Plank,

still with four paws on the floor –

two hands, two feet, nine years.

“You will be ready when it’s time to go.”

“Okay,” she appeases me, moving Nose to Knee,

now staring only at the floor. Slow morning we’re having.

Deep sigh, she and I. Breathe. Begin again. Breathe. 

“Tired?” I ask. “No,” she replies.

Staccato. Short. Strong.

It’s going to be one of those.

I lift my chin, Sun Salutation.

Breathe. Strength. Breathe.

Ready to begin.

*   *   *   *   *

National Poetry Writing Month:

30 poems in 30 days.


2 Responses to “Morning Yoga”

  1. purplesunscreen April 19, 2013 at 11:26 pm #

    So happy to have come across your poetry! Cannot wait to read more:)

    • rrp69 April 21, 2013 at 8:03 am #

      Thank you! I’m happy you stopped by, and hope you keep liking what you find. 🙂

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