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Keep On

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Running on empty
right into a wall
left in a heap of
limbs, bills, withdrawal

stitch it up together with
clocks, laws, regrets

pick it back up because
life’s not done with you yet.

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Another Monday, another poem to moan it’s arrival. Here’s to hoping that you stop on by, like what you see, and maybe got a little smile. ‘Cause you know we need them this time of the week.

Well, as always, here’s to hoping your day flies right on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

Make Monday A Little Easier – Procrastitorian’s Pinterest Board

Monday Mullings – Procrastitorian’s Previous Poems & Odes to Monday Disdain

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Don’t Go Quietly Into That Good Morning

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Rise
writhe
and riot

We don’t have to settle for
lives of regret
longing
and quiet

We can still
seize
grapple
and grasp

lost tendrils of
hope

the us we
remember

those fleeting shades of
our past.

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Mornin’, folks. Looks like Monday is at it again. Still, despite being stuck on that weekly wheel, we don’t have to just go with the grind. Wrote a little something that I hope reminds you that there’s still plenty of time to do what you wanna do and be who you wanna be. That’s right, it’s just a lil’ Monday motivation from the likes of me. Hope you enjoy.

As always: here’s to hoping your day flies right on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

Make Monday A Little Easier – Procrastitorian Pintrest Board

Monday Mullings – Procrastitorian’s Previous Poems & Odes to Monday Disdain

 

Nothing Pessamistic from The Procrastitorian

Tomorrow brings a new year and a new poem but, for tonight, a little somethin’ positive to help lift the mood. Have fun, be safe, and drink as much as a person can possibly consume! Thanks, to everyone, for an amazing year.

I’ll be here doing a shot for you 🙂

Monday’s March – ReBlog

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Monday’s March

One foot in front of the other
Stumble out to the coffee maker and
Then kinda fumble to the tune of that
Hissing coughing sort of sound

Swipe it up and then swig it down
Check the clock as it ticks around and
Glare at the hour that you wish you’d never
Have to see again

Then get dressed as you squawk and grumble
Fight with your tie and then you tumble
Out into the world with one foot still planted firmly
In the hole you’ve dug yourself

But fear not because we’re all beside you
entrenched in our own graves as we march behind you
brining up the rear of that long walk we could all
do without.

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Monday. Couldn’t stop it if I wanted to, folks. Well, at least we’re all here together, sort of a mutual misery about having to start another work week. We’ll get through it, I promise, folks. Just gotta put one foot in front of the other and maybe spike your mug with a little something to make the day a bit easier to pass on by.

I wanna go ahead and add that I saw the above picture on a Facebook page which I follow. I highly suggest that you head over to We Drink Because We’re Poets and follow ‘um along if you want some good inspiration, or just the occasional laugh or two. I have to say they’ve often made my day with a post or two they’ve done round there so they are worth checking out.

Well, here’s to hoping that your day flies on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

Pipers

Piper

Piper

Though we all must pay
the piper,
the man with a thousand
upon a thousand names,
we don’t have to dance to
his gilded tune
masters of fate all,
we can craft and fall
into our own
games.

Till There’s Nothing Left to Feed Them

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Till There’s Nothing Left to Feed Them

Wrestle with regrets
until your thoughts grow
tired
keep them bottled up
and you’ll be none the wiser
you shouldn’t hide from
demons but
go into dark to meet ‘um
fires will always burn
until there’s nothing left
to feed them.
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Hey, folks. Halfway through the work we so far and hope you’re makin’ it through just fine. Wrote a little serious poem today. No jokes or jabs, just a little good advice given in a nicely sounding way. You’ll have to thank some wild fire’s for the last few lines as I just jotted them down while thinking about them and the rest of the poem just sort of fell into place. Gotta love when that happens, because it sure isn’t often.

Well, I hope you enjoyed it and, as always, I hope that your day flies on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

Resourcefulness

Resourcefulness

Resourcefulness

We’re stuck in it
bogged down
mucked up but
we’re in luck
because if
you roll with the
punches
and learn to take those
kicks
you’ll be immune
impressed
by the world and
what
you can make
of it.

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Monday again, folks, and I hope you’re getting though it like the best of them. It is back to the grind over here after a slight vacation away from it and, well, no one likes coming back right away, do they?  Still, if we learn to work through it and get used to some of the bumps and shoves, it turns out it might not be so bad here. Plenty of things to do. Places to go. People to see. Things to drink.

Well, here’s to hoping that your day flies by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

The Road Taken

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The Road Taken

We seldom double back
on our own paths
and yet we trod them
blindly
and  then we curse the stars
our past, our scars
and forget we met them
kindly.

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Halfway there, folks.  Got a little somethin’ for you posted above that I was dwelling on after reading some Frost. Now, I’m not saying you should live with regret or even feel it. Thing is, no matter where we are, most of it was done by our own choosing. Just gotta, you know, carry on and keep going from there. Maybe little a little more mindful of what we’re doing and what we’re about to step in next time.

Here’s to hoping that the rest of the week flies on by and that you’ve got something cold and on the rock waiting for you when you get home tonight.

Just Write

Just Write

Just Write

Write
angry
drunk
disheveled
fucked up

Write
unhindered
afraid
high
insane

Just
for the love
of all

just write

write to save
your god
damned
life.
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Made it to Monday again, folks.  Hopefully your week is off to a good start and that this little poem here might help you get into writing, if that’s your thing. Either way, I hope you enjoy and that your day flies by to find that you’ve got something cold and on the rocks waiting for you when you get home tonight.

To All My Angels

To All My Angels

To All My Angels

You weren’t wearing wings
but jeans
t-shirts and smiles that
brought me back down
right where I
needed to
be
the most.
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It’s short. It’s sweet. It’s Friday, folks. Welcome to the weekend and congrats for making it here.  Hope you enjoyed my little ode to all those who have made your life a little better, even though they’re not wearing any snazzy sparkling rings or wings. I’ve found that most of the people that will do great good in your life are plain ordinary or, hell, even a little out there looking. All part of that ‘it’s what is on the inside that counts’ spiel.

Well, here’s to hoping that your weekend is long, your drinks are cold, and that Monday finds you roaring and ready to go at it again. I’ll see you there.

 

((Special thanks goes to Saiuri for the snazzy image up there))

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