#oddball
At 1:01, break
Passed a bit ago, late day
Per the usual
Mar 13, 2021
Mar 13, 2021 at 10:20 AM UTC
The stitch in mine
Is not like yours
A cut deep down
Into my soul
Am made of dust
From stars below
In shades I flourish
Deep dark I flow
At home I am
Inside my hull
Away from bias
Rubbed in salt
Away from dispute
Hatred immense
Inward I look
In my defense
Observer of time
A soul so old
Rivaling the titans
I stand so bold
Infuriating accession
From exterior advances
Yet trudging along
Onwards alone
I go
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 6:35 AM UTC
Can I rest now?
Spend the evening tracing roots
Try to grasp the awe i.e Poe
Doyle & Christie's original truth
Can I revere now?
At a genius' mind of old
While Chopin fills the backdrop
With his beautiful tones
Can I withdraw now?
From all the noise there is,
From all the ire there is,
From all the strife there is.
Can I just get lost?
For this moment that slithers,
For a retreat not far away,
To events not common today.
Go on what's stopping you?
Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 12:18 AM UTC
GAINFUL EMPLOYMENT QUEST
Pixar could nada pay enough
for this trainer of apple chomping antz
so I wonder if any chance
hello Morris the tender vittles
commercial kitty cat whisker of employment
thru contrived virtual toy story
qua ratatouille poetic brew
could materialize into a likely chance
such outcome would generate me
to shrek out with excitement and dance
just in case a glimmer of some prospect exists
for this self anointed bard,
who dislikes formality
of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania,
now presents technical skills,
I wooly cotton to enhance
this chap offers poetic expression
common in differ france
so take a glance
to help this intuitive **** sapiens
sharp pen mental acuity like lance
which byte size bit torrent humor
might cause ye to soil pants
after misinterpreting mishmash
as raven shrieking twittering rants
even part time income would buoy positive stance
subtle intent to place me as worth hiring,
with mop pa trick sway zee
au currant electronic charge hypnotic trance
in consideration to ad-vance.
I betcha never read a pseudo cover letter reply
like this iambic pentameter electronic wire
from a boyish looking blood muggle father up in years
(whose nonpareil courage
to face Voldemort never does tire)
deux darling northern belles,
would consider him a worthy hire
less to rake in gobs of money,
but to satiate unquenchable hunger and thirst
for further bits of computer
know how to acquire
in tandem aim to present the write stuff.
This faux pas whey to ripple eye conveys an itty bitty
raw bit size actual work experience
(from this chap, who lives (Kenye bull heave
~ 40 miles north
west of the Philadelphia city) via dashing car
nonetheless, i hanker (NOT to be confused with HACKER
though offset by merely one different third letter)
prompts the following ditty
per computer trouble (making)
and shooting abilities
some may ascribe as nitty gritty
on par with the secret life of Walter Mitty
whom destiny protected and took pity
meant to be silly, yet also attempt to be witty.
No matter how many miles by car
(your company might be
within dead man walking distance)
this opportunity would not be considered to far
hoops responding in rhyme
being considered nada mar
gin hilly atypical to use ecumenical interest
and technologically spar
using graphical user interface programs
to get unstuck from virtual feathery tar.
Iambic pentameter might not constitute
traditional genre for a debtor
no reason why my non-establishmentarianism
cannot serve as me own mode to communicate pursuit
as computer repair technician go getter,
which honest to goodness confession
hopefully affects responsiveness a bit better.
This pure breed mud half blood muggle prince
bona fide seeker for challenging income
does reckon poetic way
not necessarily follows formalities
to reply most would readily say
why adhere to conformity,
whereby paradigm frowns on creative hoo ray
which atypical modus operandi
viz positive reply and job i pray
even if interest turns out to be nay
mien hometown nada abbott may
cost 'hello far west where Philadelphia lay.
The resume (quite slim as jail grub gruel –
an extended hiatus taken
for medical reasons) shows dearth,
yet versed inducing byte size mirth
of requisite technical expertise,
i do possess attributes well worth.
If you might allow me to boast
and blithely use rhyme without reason to coast
given cents and sense ability opportunity to eradicate
Re: exorcise any binary elusive ghost
and offer bytes of helpful information from pc host
with brio and confidence, i respond to your post.
Without further ado, i will slightly brag
to tell of ability to conduct understand dos
manage common system utilities (non passe)
such as scan disk and defrag
installed, resolved dsl issues, performed
scan-disk and troubleshooting glitches
such as removal of dos files, installation
and/or removal of hardware
likewise uninstalling software,
running registry sweeps
in an attempt to remove bugs and errors
mice, or roaches, that cause machine
to cough and gag
invariably impede processes
as downloading, sending, uploading, et cetera to lag
and if chance smiles on further consideration
like a happy pup his tail will wag.
Oh...and by the way i would accept a starting
negotiable/competitive salary as starting wage
to support this self proclaimed sage
whose role can double up
as court jester, joker, or page
hopeful this poetic synopsis
offers favorable gauge
in tandem enriching fount of know
ledge valuable at any advancing age.
Y'all might think this reply balderdash and rot
which may matter Bo diddly squat
no matter i herald from royalty
with salient strengths being prestigious Scott
butta masta Harris
Does not smoke ***** nor drink from a chamber ***
a student of the establishment he is not
yet ad foxy, hocks moxie by proxy, this poet doth got
might elicit salient characteristics similar to humanoid bot
and, oh by the way, I lived
in montgomery county, penna for some years quite a lot.
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 1:59 AM UTC
"I've always felt like a yellow skittle in a sea of red skittles."
"what a coincidence. yellow skittles happen to be my favorite flavor of skittles."
"ok."
"ok."
Jul 15, 2015
Jul 15, 2015 at 5:30 PM UTC
When day changed to sherbert
the taste of mango slipped across my tongue
and I caught stray licks
like wet snowflakes in the summer breeze.
For a moment
no hand could touch me with that
same love;
none have since.
My hobby of sunsets and sun
rise for 15 minutes of fame--
for staring in wonder, then
fading away.
skelly*14
May 19, 2014
May 19, 2014 at 10:01 PM UTC