Late For Church Again

Sunday Morning Blues

extravagant stretches

take up

the entire

expanse of bed

covers flipped back

by a diligent

timekeeper

quickly replaced

cup cradled

coffee sipped

aroma savored

waking the body

sun on my face

crisp morning air

blues on the stereo

waking the soul

brushing teeth

somehow

takes an entire song

“You go on dear…”

feet catching the beat

child-like joy filling

my sunlit space

late for church again

I wander in tardy

sermon underway

tip-toe to my pew

feeling no guilt

Jesus and I

have been dancing

to the

Sunday Morning Blues