Jump Rope
Tightly grip the worn wooden handles.
Swing the frayed rope over my head and under feet –
Whipping and wizzing,
Soles pounding the pavement,
Singing songs and skipping along.
1
2
3
Jump
With
Me
Dazzling tricks.
The whoosh of the air.
Keeping fit.
So much fun to jump and play.
Swing the frayed rope over my head and under feet –
Whipping and wizzing,
Soles pounding the pavement,
Singing songs and skipping along.
1
2
3
Jump
With
Me
Dazzling tricks.
The whoosh of the air.
Keeping fit.
So much fun to jump and play.
This poem is copyright (©) Stephanie Henson 2024
About the Writer
Stephanie Henson
Stephanie lives with her family in Southeastern, Pennsylvania, but is originally from Central, New Jersey where she studied Communications at Rider University. She is back at Rider pursuing a Certificate in Publishing and Professional Writing. Her background is in Advertising/Marketing and most of her writing experience is through those professional roles. Writing and storytelling has been her passion for a long time. A short children's story she wrote was selected for publication by Glittery Literary, an article was featured in Parakeet Magazine’s inaugural issue, and she has had several poems published by The Dirigible Balloon. She also has a Children's Poetry book scheduled for release in 2023 with Experiments in Fiction, an independent publisher in the UK. Stephanie enjoys reading, theatre, mindless web searching, Netflix binges, sunflowers, sports, and anything related to coffee!
