Johnny-Jump-Up Poem by Jefferson Carter

Johnny-Jump-Up

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JOHNNY-JUMP-UP



Leaping inside the Johnny-Jump-Up,
a twisting bag of houndstooth check
like the pants of a winter visitor,
my son giggles as I bend my body
into position three of Soorya
Namaskaram, the salutation
to the sun. I breathe as if I believe
yoga will make me young, a faith like
letters to the editor or small checks
mailed to an honest politician. Too
skeptical to chant Om shanti shanti,
I stop & kiss my laughing son, breathing
his odor, a sweetness the world once had.

Saturday, April 19, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: parenthood
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Glen Kappy 25 May 2017

jefferson, this is a sweet moment captured. i do yoga as well- which makes this easy to relate to. i especially like this simile I breathe as if I believe yoga will make me young, a faith like letters to the editor or small checks mailed to an honest politician. i resonate and smile with it. gk

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the last two lines just captured my heart...wonderful expression about innocence... beautiful poem..

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