Brian Caudillo

March 1, 2018
Comcast Channel 27
AT&T Channel 99

Brian Caudillo
The Art of Leadership vs Skill of Managment

 


BAREFOOT

I LOVE THE FEEL
OF OCEAN WAVES
SPLASHING
ON MY FEET
AND SANDY SHELLS
AMONG THE SWELLS
THAT WASH
UPON THE BEACH,
I LIKE TO WALK
ON WET
GREEN GRASS
AND TIPTOE
OVER PUDDLES
WEARING JUST
A SWEET FLIP
FLOP
PROTECTING ME
FROM DIRTY
CROPS
(AND DEBRIS)
THE OTHER GUYS
MY FANCY SHOES
THEY SIT THERE
ON THE RACK,
AWAITING SOMETHING
VERY COOL
LIKE HIGH HIGH
HEELS
FOR DANCING
SCHOOL,
FLOWERED
WEDGES
AND STRAPPY
FLATS
ALL OF THAT
IS WHERE
ITS AT,
BUT SECRETLY
AND OPENLY
THERE IS
THE LAZY
DREAMER,
THE GIRL
WHO WALKS
AROUND THE
PEARLS
INTO PUDDLES
OF RAIN,
OR SHOPS FOR
CLOTHES
IN RAINBOW
SANDALS,

PEOPLE
THINK
IT’S QUITE
A SCANDAL,
WEARING
STRIPES
OF BLACK
AND WHITE,
OPEN TOES
(GOD FORBID:
NO PANTYHOSE)
I MUST CONFESS
THE FRESH CLEAN
AIR SATISFIES
AND COMPENSATES
MY BRAIN,
I FEEL SO SAFE
AS IF TO SAY
I CAN ESCAPE
MOST ANY WAY
AND RUN TO
SOME AMAZING
PLACE
WAY AHEAD OF
THE TONY
RACE,
PERHAPS THE
COLDEST
BOLDEST
WINTER
WILL CATCH
MY FEET
IN UGGS,
BUT ONLY
JUST UNTIL
THE SUN
RETURNS TO
WHERE I
WALK AND RUN,
SO NOW,
IN CASE
YOU DIDN’T KNOW
THE THINGS
THAT MAKE MY
HEART AGLOW
ARE JUST THOSE
THONGS
THAT HOLD MY TOES
FOR WHAT ITS
WORTH:
I’M STILL A CHILD
BOUND TO
THE EARTH!

©J.W. WINSLOW 2/1/18


ITCHY

CHRISTMAS EVE
ITCHY
BITCHY
WATCHING THE LIGHTS
BLINKING AND
BRIGHT,
OH
WHAT A NIGHT
FOR A
TERRIBLE
FLIGHT:
INTO THE
DEPTHS
OF POISON
OAK HELL
EVER BEEN
THERE
DOES THIS
RING ANY BELLS,
COMING AFTER
A YEAR OF
BUMPS
HELIMUM
HIGHS
AND
TOUGH
BITTER LUMPS,
I NEVER
EXPECTED
TO JUMP
BACK TO
SUMMER
WHEN I RUSTLED
THE BUSHES
AND CAUSED
A BIG BUMMER:
I SHOULD HAVE
KNOWN THEN
WHAT I KNOW
NOW,
STAY CLEAR
OF FORAYS
INTO THE BOUGH,
AND THEN
HERE’S THE
WORST,
THE TERRIBLE
CURSE IS THAT
I DID IT AGAIN
WITH THE VERY
SAME CLOTHES
MANY MONTHS
LATER
IN THE
RAT RACE
REPOSE,
I’LL BET
YOU DON’T KNOW
(AND THIS IS
THE TRUTH)
THAT THE OIL REMAINS
IN THOSE
SWEET LITTLE
PANTS
AND TANK TOPS
AND HOODIES
THAT MAKE
FOR A DANCE,

YOU GOTTA
WATCH OUT
WHILE IT
JUMPS ON YOUR
BONES,
OFF OF THE
INSIDE
TO STICK
ON YOUR
SIN SIDE,
AND THEN
IN THE NIGHT
WHEN YOU
START IN
TO ITCH,
JUMP OUT OF BED
WITH A CRY
AND A TWITCH,
THE PHANTOM
IS BACK
ALL SET TO
ATTACK
ON SWEET
CHRISTMAS EVE,
YOU’D BETTER
BELIEVE
ITS MISERY’S
BONE
WITH NO
WAY TO ATTONE,
EXCEPT
TO JUST SWITCH
AND SCREAM
AND ITCH,
MERRY CHRISTMAS
TO ALL,
AIN’T LIFE
A BITCH?

PS: HAPPY 2018!
I CAN HARDLY WAIT
TO SEE WHATS
IN STORE
BEHIND THE
GREEN DOOR.

©J.W. WINSLOW 1/1/18