Procrastination Poems

PROCRASTINATION

Procrastination is a devil
Feasting on our time
Nibbling at progress softly
While our plans plan other plans.

Again and again we barter
Trading now for later
Bargaining with time for time
Waiting for a tomorrow that never comes.

It whispers in kind tone
Luring us into delay
A labyrinth lined with comfort
Where lost moments hide and stay.

Again and again we promise
To begin when stars

Someday

On the morrow good enough
If good enough be true
On the morrow time enough
Today the times are few
What once was said
Is said once more
In never ending ques
Till tomorrows become yesterdays
Todays an endless muse

the spell of a pregnant pause

time passes, hands clasped,
afraid of what might happen,
clench tight on what's been.

eyes stare unblinking,
lest the sheer weight of mere thought,
reveals happenstance.

ears distracted dwell
on mantra seance murmurs
when will never end?

Procrastination

Imagination only comes when you privilege the subconscious,
when you make delay and procrastination work for you.
—Hilary Mantel

The cogs and wheels turning, nonetheless, as I ponder
the preparation before me, having looked over the lesson;
turned over the less obvious loneliness of being left
with a lesson I’ll never forget; abandoned, but not by God.
—quote by Poet

Procrastinating

Cold am I

pre-crastinate

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 pre-crastinator.
I obsess over syllabuses and start things immediately.
I've got rough drafts of things due three months from now.
I’m a planner.

Writing Procrastination

I need a place to sit and relax.
I need the best of snacks.
To start my writing prompt,
I need a slice of pizza to chomp.

I need the tv to turn off.
I wish I had a writing loft.
If someone would put that clutter away,
I could sit quietly and write all day!

Once the quiet sets in.
It’s bedtime, so

Nice and slow

Is okay
Deadline is far away
Not tonight
Not ready for this fight
Nice and slow
I'll do it tomorrow

PROCRASTINATION

I can be better than I am,
But Yesterday keeps pulling me back.
Tomorrow whispers hope in my ears,
But today, I do nothing.

Tomorrow has not come,
Yesterday flew by like a dream,
Today is here  waiting for me,
But I keep thinking of tomorrow.

Yesterday, was today yesterday;
Tomorrow will be today, tomorrow.
Today is today, today.
Why am I waiting for tomorrow?

Yesterday

I'LL WRITE ANOTHER DAY

I sit here with my heart in my mouth
Wondering how things so quickly went south.
A task I once did with joy and delight
Now feels like a burden I shoulder each night.

It's nearly day 130 of this merry marathon
Running in circles, a line in a hexagon.
"I'll write ten poems tomorrow," I said yesterday
But suddenly it's Monday,

Isolation

The mind can be the lonliest place
It's just like me
It eats, it sleeps, it breathes
But unlike me, it's free
Im locked, Im haunted
Trapped by the chains of procrastination
And I promise you, it doesnt let go
Ive been wrongfully imprisoned
Wrongfully accused
My body hurts as if I've been battered and bruised
But in the end, I know I'll lose
Im fighting

Stupor

Life has a meaning if you wake up from stupor

Procrastination will not help you achieve goal

days pass, years waste away, making you a loser

wake up before time takes a worst turn, death bells toll


When there was nothing there was God who created

A beautiful and pristine world for man to live

Be a vicegerent and protect the

Late Shoppers

late shoppers are in for big trouble
their deliveries are abubble
	as everyone knows
	all department stores close
USPS loads are all double

DO NOT MISS THE MOON, WHILE COUNTING THE STARS

DO NOT MISS THE MOON, WHILE COUNTING THE STARS
Do not be carried away by the deceit,
Of an oozing chant of a back palm’s stew;
For the meat that source and house it,
Will slip and off it will drift like dew;
So, do not miss the sun,
While counting the smiles of the stars,
Kafkaesque!
Most magic moments oblique,
The conscientiousness to

The Princess of Procrastination

I’m the Princess of Procrastination – 
Bow down at my feet!
For I’m the best example
Of delaying you could meet.

Go through closets? Get a haircut?
Start to organize my book?
Work on projects that are waiting
For a first or second look?

Days go by and I get lost in
Following my set routines.
If I contemplate diverging,
Somehow something intervenes.

So to you,

procrastination

you ever just... 
look at a thing you're supposed to do,
and you're just like...

..."no"?

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