(What a career choice.) A Marketing Manifesto – Some Thoughts Wrought© Marketing is the activity and process of creating, The management of communicating and relating, Moving from concept to value to customer compliance, As we debate whether marketing is art or science Challenged and anointed by Corporate Town, To boost sluggish sales when profits are … Continue reading A Marketing Manifesto – Some Thoughts Wrought©

(aka The Ivory Tall Tower of Gargantuan Greed) Ode to a Giant Named Comcast – Part I A Giant roams and rules… unrepentant… owns us fools; In an indivisible Kingdom called Money-Money Land. Our dealings with the Giant, such an exercise in futility. Taking Herculean strength and best of human ability. The Giant’s slogan: “I … Continue reading Ode to a Giant Named Comcast – Part I

  (They’ve privilege, but less freedom owned.) Nearsighted but Enthroned Before, buoyant in a bountiful pool, The water level languid and kept; Now, seeps and creeps ever-rising, My smothering I’ll have to accept. My perch of power and strength, Seems at best a memory stored; A reverse abdication, a grounding, a high-seas flagship forever moored. … Continue reading Nearsighted but Enthroned

(Always facing two evils.) The Lesser of Two Some indeed so lucky, Given optimal choices to own; And some with much opportunity, On high and gilded throne. Preferences aren’t limited For those audaciously bold; Taking license with the meek, Something scripture never foretold. Privilege finds its level; Sees open doors, slips through. Me? I’m always … Continue reading The Lesser of Two

(A return journey home to fulfill.) Pilamaye … for Sending Fireflies© Your time with us so short-lived, Mere seconds but memories strong; Rosebud children, waiting, restless To return to where you belong. That time of man in our land; Cultural destruction forced you away. Sadness reigns, your innocence lost, Now a century-wide, without play. Rosebud … Continue reading Pilamaye … for Sending Fireflies

(Furious fencing with high walls finds me fast under control.) The Radically Realigned Hoping to eventually inherit The license afforded God’s birds Instead of shrinking perimeters Squeezing the stampeding herds Furious fencing with high walls Finds me fast under control My freedom and will isn’t free If payment is part of my soul Waning borders, … Continue reading The Radically Realigned

(My take on Edgar. It's all good.) Edgar Allan Po-etry I was a lecturer, publisher, editor, and critic But none an indicator of future glories As most of my legend and world renown Come from my poems and chilling short stories I was a household name author, a lifelong writer They claim, incalculable was my … Continue reading Edgar Allan Po-etry

(A distant June we saw him last.) A Decision by Francis A decision by Francis, so long ago, continues to resonate, still engages. His rapid reply into watery depths; a life-altering decision for the ages. A son, a brother, lost, never forgotten, a hero gained to story-tell embrace. He boldly gave his life for someone; … Continue reading A Decision by Francis

(Complex, beautiful, always Aphrodite.) The-Girl-Wearing-Peter Frampton-Hair and I-Was-A-Teenage-Werewolf Jacket She’s often flighty, so high and mighty complex, beautiful, always Aphrodite a Goddess not born to blend in or around or walk side-by-side on common ground She’s confident, has no pleas or appeals she’s prudent, does no giggles or squeals her arsenal strong, so challengers few … Continue reading The-Girl-Wearing-Peter Frampton-Hair and I-Was-A-Teenage-Werewolf Jacket