Morning Yoga

I’ve overstayed my bed’s welcome.

The snooze is perturbed.

Move a bit. Neck cracks.

I bend in half, forward fold.

Like a plastic fork I nearly snap.

Mm, let’s try a half lift instead.

Down to plank. Elbows crack.


Ha! No.

Child’s pose. I could fall asleep again.

Roll like a ball. Vertebrae crack.

Butterfly pose, soft and gentle.

Makes me feel I’m working hard without having to.

Hedgehog, nose to knees.

Up to a lotus. Knees crack.

Let’s try touching the toes again.

Ah! It’s a beautiful morning.

Published by Hannah Kennedy

Hannah is an old lady at heart, with a deep love of yarn and floral patterns. She has curly hair, she is a lefty, she googles everything, and her favorite color is blue. She can usually be found reading everything from nineteenth-century fiction to modern psychology, doing yoga, dragging out chores to fit the podcast she's listening to, or watching The Office with her husband.

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