The Poet: Do You Believe in the Beauty of Your Dreams?

Do you believe in the beauty of your dreams?
It’s said the future belongs to those who do,
That beauty is a goal to reach for it seems,
Beauty as bright as morning dew.

I feel I fail at reaching for this goal,
Procrastination rules my mind with an iron fist,
It is the beauty that it stole,
Carrying it off in an impenetrable mist.

I want to believe in the beauty,
I want to hold it close,
Reaching for it should be my only duty,
Showcasing it here in glorious prose.

And, now I’m extremely depressed,
Feeling nowhere near my very best.

Ryan S. Kinsgrove


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Things I Really Hate

There are just a few subjects that really burn me up, and the first one is sleep.

Never interrupt someone when they’re sleeping. I don’t know how many times this has happened to me. I’ll get all nice and comfortable. It’ll be the perfect temperature. And sleep will reach out like a lover, caressing my cheek even as she makes my eyes heavy. Right there, I’m right there at the entrance to dreamland when I hear. “Ryan, wake up…you’re driving.” πŸ˜†πŸ˜†πŸ˜†

I can’t help that my carpool mates like the environment inside the car to align perfectly with the environment I need to fall asleep. πŸ˜†

But, on a serious note, I do have something I actually hate. If you watch the blog then you’ll have noticed that none of my regular posts went up today. You might shrug it off as not unusual because it’s Labor Day here in the States, but that’s not the real reason there was no posting going on. In my Daly Stats post yesterday I mentioned that I was way behind on my homework. Well, that finally caught up with me and the panic monster woke up. Now I’ve got this insatiable drive to get all of my homework caught up before I worry about anything else.

This is kind of a good thing. The panic monster is invaluable to those of us who identify as procrastinators, as it help us get our shit done when it gets right down to the line. Unfortunately it waits until it’s practically standing on that line, and doesn’t pay attention to anything anybody else wants to do.

What I hate most about all of it is the declarations and decisions I made prior to the panic monster waking up. I’m here like, “Hey, buddy. I’m supposed to be doing this shit for a newer, better me. Get in line.” And the panic monster simply steamrolls me.

So, what’s the moral of the story? My declarations and decisions still stand. I am going to follow through. I just need to get caught up on my homework first. (Which was one of my goals anyway.) My posts will likely be sporadic over the next couple of days. But I will get it done, and then we’ll get in with the business of making this the best blog ever.

Ryan S. Kinsgrove

(I’m also posting all of this from my phone while I’m at work, so I don’t have my little banner or mailing list link to add.)

Procrastination Nation

In a world of dreadful secrets,
I have one flaw I must admit,
Procrastination is my greatest weakness,
It’s a fact I want to omit.

But, the world is fill with procrastination,
We chose the last minute rush,
To have unearned instant gratification,
Which really leads to the last minute crush.

Even now I procrastinate,
Writing this poem instead of my schoolwork,
With such deep loathing I fill myself with hate,
It makes me feel like a great big jerk.

Soon my chances will all slip by,
And tears of failure will seep out my eye.

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Procrastination Nation



Almost forgot to write a post today. 

Well, not really forgot. I’ve been thinking about the post on and off all day. And never really got down to actually sitting down and writing it. 

This isn’t even the post I’d had in mind for today. 

And what’s worse is I actually had a post ready to go, sitting on my computer all typed up and ready to post, and I neglect to set it to post before I go to bed last night.


Anyway, I’m not making any sense at all, and I feel bad because this is just a filler post, but…  I dunno.

Anywho, peace out.

Consecutive days blogging: 2