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‘Bout Damn Time


Nearly there…



Just two more days…


Make Monday A Little Easier – Procrastitorian Pintrest Board

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

The Bar Tender

drink with backlight red lights

The Bar Tender

He’s waiting, watching with a smile,
Cleaning counters with one hand and
Thoughts going a minute per mile
On what the evening’s gonna bring

He’s seen it all, and he’s kept them
Running, happily filled and staunched
When they were getting a little too
Detracted or short on their money

A dying breed, he’s turned out alright
One part philosopher, and the other part
A person who knows how to
have a good time,

He’s a philanthropist tending,
mending moods, and cultivating dreams,
keeping the conversation flowing,
right alongside those tantalizing drinks.

It’s simple. It’s sweet. It’s Friday, folks. Welcome to the weekend! I hope you enjoy this diddy about that awesome but dying breed of bartenders; it’s those people who really are there to take care of you, keep the conversation flowing, and keep the drinks on comming. So, in short, this is an ode to the people I think the world could do with a few more of.

Here’s to hoping that your weekend is long, your drinks stiff, and your company worth keeping.

Patience Lost

Graciously I give my patience
and slowly I swallow my pride
but some days there’s not a god
in all of history that can grant
me the strength I need to abide
by the ignorance I find myself
surrounded by.


It’s simple. It’s to the point. It’s Friday. Here’s to hoping that your weekend is long and Monday seems a world away!

I Got Nothin’

My muse tapped his finger against
the table, and went about fiddling
with his phone, dialing out in
search of a more active scene

while I hawked at the horizon,
gazing hopefully, straining my
neck in hopes to see a trail of dust
a cloud of smoke, something but
all there seemed to be was a
hot stale wind and a single lost
lazy tumble weed.

and, when my muse juked my gaze as he
snagged his jacket, I finally gave
into this applicable, dry rhyme
settling instead of obsessing and
deciding to go on about my life.

Damned words-

They’ll show up to the party when
they’re good and ready,
I suppose.


Welcome to the weekend, folks. Even though it was short one for most of us, it was far too long for my liking and, finally, the weekend’s come ridding in like the Calvary to save those of us who just felt like they couldn’t go another step. As you might have noticed from the post, my mind still seems to be adjourning on whether or not to keep working, so you get another post themed as such. Hopefully the decision will be made sometime this weekend, and I can get some more productive and livelier poems out!  Either way, I hope your weekend is awesome and you drink yourself straight into the dawn!

The Week’s End

People walking out door quickly

The Week’s End

Five days of souls dehydrating,
coffee residing in veins
where blood used to be,
bags under sunken eyes,
chunks of hair torn out,
laugh lines corrupted
and running south.

Left overs and patience
growing ever so thin,
chores and joy abandoned,
depression settling in,
sanity threatening a boycott,
hope and patience running out.

But the calendar, a cruel
methodical master, and its cohort
the meticulous clock, gather
to gawk, working together,
they sit and watch the
marionette’s strings pulled
taut, dangling and dancing
they chuckle and give a
whispering shout:

Welcome to the week’s end,
my finite little friends, and
enjoy it while you can
’cause time is running out.


Congratulations, you’ve made it: Welcome to the weekend!  Enjoy it while it lasts and refuel because the dreaded M-word is heading back your way again. That dreaded clock and its friend the calendar never lay off, do they?  Oh well. Least we’ve got a few days of reprieve before heading back to the grind of it all!

As for news around here, now that I’ve gotten my final out of the way, I’ll be back to regular posting and getting out a chapter of Death By Analysis out this weekend to catch up on time lost. Other than that, I’ve got a few things coming next week that have to do with my utter appreciation for every follower/viewer that visits here, and a lovely poem in the works titled Death By Chocolate and, if it works out right, a little one called The Emperor’s New Clothes.

Anywho, here’s to your weekend being awesome and the hours going by slowly!

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