Syncopated cap'n of English language blows

meandering melange of words written courtesy babbling stream of consciousness.

and offers a smattering 

of moi yam bic samples
that t'will finding ye 

in a deep rem cycle snoring doze
from dis ordinary fella, 

who travels via some 

harris tweed scottish floor mat
so...without further ado 

about nuttin here goes...
like the great blue whale 

whose water spout analogous hose
from that trade mark porpoise 

less finicky dolphin
known as Bottlenose
easily confused with poor prose
analogous to wilted/ jilted rose

petals sprinkled upon twinkle toes

courtesy reflexology salving woes
affect psyche to describe 

cyclical pattern analogous to ma yoyos.

 

The above bit of personal palaver 

i.e. purposeless poetic pablum
merely meant to convey
an atypical manner

from older married male 
with some follicles of gray
who enjoys temperatures 

akin to basking in the sun during
those warm months of April or May
imagining while gazing at cloud shapes

being chased by ferocious beast of prey
i readily admit not to be a marathon runner
hoping said golem like creature will
(upon my stern request) stay
nor does this generic guy participate
in any competitive sports type
this son of a gunner who accepts 

he doth newt necessarily 

always get his way
unless he changes his name 

to Mick Jagger 

then getting whatever he wants - yea.

 

So...via me own patois brand
d'ya still need a literary hand
joost thought to inquire 

if employment I kin land

e'en if upon this smallish feet

(a boot size 9+ depending 

on sock market) I moost stand.

 

Get ready and set to put down 

your pontoon boat per this reply to brook
rather than shriek upon first blush
at this rather verbose lengthy email
perchance taking a cursory look
my hum blessed apology 

for what might read as 

pure unadulterated gobbledygook
if spoken over the phone or close by 

might make me sound like babbling brook.

 

Boot...boy oh chef boyardee, 

would this pa be enthralled 

to reside in this faux paus reel
or virtual quadrant of the world
and mebbe e'en earn me 

some substantial bucks,
perhaps such fate would become
my pioneer esprit de corps sunny
whose tongue would 

(like a flipper) manifest destiny
twirled inside his mouth 

evoking noisome clucks
if this guy noir properly 

lines up his gull able quacking ducks
yet due to the uncertainty principle
(known in me noggin as flux)
and perhaps a positive outcome
will take place with gathering angels
atop a pin to pool gifting me 

lucky charms of lucks
versus being trapped 

in vices of mires and mucks
evoking that swan song of harp strings
one bad arse bard 

of Perkiomen Valley plucks
envisioning even performing task manually
serving the role 

whose lithe fingers corn shucks
or being a test driver for 

eco-friendly cars, planes, or trucks
which t'would putt a screeching halt 

to the penury phooey yucks.

 

This fettered displeasing
lackluster penurious situation 

I would gladly trade
which life drab, hopeless, lackluster
and essentially rather staid
if all and/or most 

of relocation costs would be paid
this prospecting/prospective employee
would consider packing his hobbit sized

bill bowed bowling green bags
for said plans to get made
yet only scrutiny of me credentials
will determine if 

this generic guy noir makes the grade
and if this older papa 

of deux emerging adult daughters
considered no challenges 

he will NOT be afraid.

 

My assertive, contemplative, decisive, elusive, 

furtive, introspective motive 

and pensive personal predilections 

could be perfect 

for ascertaining and scrutinizing 

the quarks that seem to aggravate 

any user of technology.

 

Nonetheless and despite responding 

in a most non-conventional/ 

non-establishmentarian eclectic, formalistic 

and poetic manner, 

this netizen plows 

(with his furrowed brow) 

full stanley steam ahead.

 

anyway, I real lee 

downplay TOOTing my own horn
trumpeting sound forlorn 
from this Jimmy cracker barrel cheesy corn
from seminal kernel i got borne

in casual clothes I adorn.