Astronomy Picture of the Day

Thursday, August 15, 2013

Jumping Rope

Jumping Rope,

it was never something i could do,

or do well, anyway.

The girls on the asphalt playground
made it look so easy,
The rhyming sing-song,
i tripped over the words.

The jumping rope a giant long
between me and the success i craved.
One girl on either end,
making great arcs with the rope,
in perfect tandem,
making the beat,
the verses,
It was up to me to merge in.

Step in,
i thought,
i had seen it done,
deceptively gracefully, 
a ballet entrance.

a failed experiment,
my hair and shoulders ensnared in the 
unforgiving rope,
scraping skin and ego.

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