smoky mornings

smoky mornings

when the sun is red

and the sky is blurred

kind of like the painting 

of an impressionist

who has had too much to drink

some days are like that

not quite in focus

its like one wakes up, not quite ready for prime time

not really ready for

what lies ahead

I always wonder

on days like this

whether the problem is with my head

or my heart

can i just not think straight?

or is it more that I am out of sync

with creation

with the creator?

hopefully it is nothing 

a long hot bath

and a cup of coffee

can't solve!