Long Procrastinators Poems

O' cloned creations,
mirroring deceptive diction
scattered in liquified letters,
across android canvases,
here comes the plague of
fabricated foolery,
spiraling in figments of
black and white illusions,
injecting illusive veins
screaming for vanity,
with verses plagiarized
from villainous valleys.

There’s nothing poetic about
the way AI is...

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I am Time,
I do not know
Where I’ve come from
Nor do I know whither I am going
I only know that I started in the past
And am going to the future
I can’t stop myself even
If poets mistakenly...

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There’s an old joke, “Procrastinate now, because
the sooner you fall behind, the longer you’ll have to catch up.”
Ha ha.

While a lot of students around here, even the good ones,  
are procrastinators, I’m a diagnosed...

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To you, my favorite Poet

I view you, as my sole comforter
You comfort me, with the beauty
Of your songs and verses
Written, by the power of your spirit

With love and passion; your work
Topped the best-sellers’ lists, a...

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Chocolates, hearts and flowers are ubiquitous in the markets or stores
It is like a frenzy storm, like heavy raindrops rushing through the gutters
I am told at the big mall, it’s like Christmas Eve, where procrastinators
Are...

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l'm laughing when I want to cry.
I'm strong but easily get wounded.
I'm quite when it's time to fight.
I'm choosy when there is goal in sight.
.
I hate false promises and lies.
Don't like procrastinators either.
I value actions...

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I am the unseen, 
resting amongst invisible butterflies,
waning amidst wildflower wishes~
facing watercolor breezes,
drifting between the sun and the sea,
where the wind collaborates 
with the salt and skin of waves,
like forbidden lovers engrossed in euphoric zest…

I...

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A Procrastinators Day
by Robert (Bob) Moore

So now it takes me twice as long, to do half of what I did
the joints will creak, and muscles ache, not kidding you our kid
when I get up in’t...

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Do you have something that you want to start?
An exercise regiment, a business endeavor
Or maybe a weekend trip to the lake?
Time is a wasting my friend
Start today
You may not have time tomorrow
As no one is...

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I can do it tomorrow, I think, feeling good in my pajamas.
Isn’t this Monday? My husband asks.
Drat! I thought it was Sunday.
Have I already had two days off?
I look at the clock.
I teach school virtually...

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We are the generation
of discontinued imagination.
With our twisting words
you’ll drink in
desperately.
Our beautiful stories
spun from the nothingness.
Shadows of hope
glimmering in the distance.
Farfetched aspirations
that will never be reached.

We are the hopeless romantics
you all wish you could be.
We...

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Preparedness
By: Tom Wright
Feb. 1, 1998

Merely waiting
for your ship to come in
is not sufficient.
You must be dockside, prepared and
scanning the horizon.
Those who are content to wait,
life will pass by.
The prepared will always
cause something to happen.
The opportunity...

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Auto Pilate
is carrion klaxon blaring
a false viral alert 

The warning signal says cadavers don’t vote:
“Let not your lying eyes
believe this smear currency contagious hoax”

With pandemic fear spreading,
speculator pockets get fatally hurt
False profits on a spit...

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Poets stumble over half written sonnets
find themselves trapped in dark poetic throes
Not for the lack of interest, but they often wilt
as petals wither on the stem of a plucked rose

Their Haiku go on hiatus; lingering...

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MY EXPERTISE – PROCRASTINATION

Shall I or shan’t I?
Will I or won’t I?
Could I or couldn’t I?
Should I or shouldn’t I?
Why can I never make up my mind?

Shall I veer left,
Or shall I veer right?
Or should...

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Sweet opportunity is sometimes lost
when placed too nonchalantly on a list,
and somehow off that list it just gets crossed!
How sad to realize the good you’ve missed!

Great chances must be grabbed! They rarely wait.
Sweet opportunity is...

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Looking outward.
She’s had a hard life, yet can still laugh and smile,
making it look effortless and genuine.
Looking bubbly and youthful, glowing from happiness
like she knows no other way to live.

I’d like to understand -- I...

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Turtle Time


Ever wonder what they think?
You know, the turtles.
The throwbacks, the procrastinators,

“Land—water—both?”
The first houseboats,
heads sitting on the bow

guiding the cumbersome craft,
stalking the unsuspecting
in slow-mo silence.

Mud slide building
sun worshippers
living life in the slow lane.

Old folk
at warm...

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Too Much Technology,
Yet not enough Ecology.
Too much Talking,
And not enough conversation.

Too much planning,
Yet not enough doing.
Too much planting,
And not enough food.

Too many cars,
Yet not enough people.
Too much production,
And not enough consumption.

Too low prices,
Yet not enough...

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