Pitchfork Archeology
Naked tines
Sift endless layers
of paper, deals and people.
Room to room and remnant to remnant,
I move in reverent silence
And ache with grief and longing.
Each shard a reminiscence tied to place and context;
I hear words, see faces, some long gone.
It's hard to stay on task with ghosts that tug your elbow
and your heart.
Research, plans, handwritten thoughts and strategies.
Patents, trademarks, products; phases; specs.
Some stacks a seamless periscope
from beginning through the end.
As we near bedrock,
The purity of purpose re-emerges
From hidden depths of disappointment.
From sound foundation's base, I know we'll build again.


Kimberley, Kimberley. It sounds like the earth is moving over there. I hope it's not swallowing you. Take care, keep your chin up, and look forward. The light is waiting for you. Yoda!
Posted by: Kick Shoe | February 06, 2006 at 06:49 PM
I've read each of the last three poems many times, each time discovering new layers of meaning. Thank you so much for sharing all this, especially in a poetic format!
I don't think I have ever encountered anyone with such a flair for both entrepreneurship and poetry. I googled around a bit, and the only thing I found was the following (though it is a gem):
Entrepreneurism has much in common with poetry according to Tom Ehrenfield ("Poetry & Business"). His premise is that "entrepreneurs, like poets, invent new ways to connect people, ideas, and organizations." He makes the case that entrepreneurs and poets take the same intuitive leap, creating meaning where it didn't exist before -- then communicate it to their audience. The common denominator is coming up with an idea and making it real. Simply put, starting a business is the business equivalent of writing a poem.
Thanks for helping to make this connection so vividly!
Posted by: Joe McCarthy | February 08, 2006 at 08:13 PM