MediumFour, the poem
In the realm where ideas take flight,
Four quarters mark the day and night.
A quartet of mediums, ever so bright,
In the dance of design, a splendid sight.
First, the digital canvas wide,
Where pixels play and dreams reside.
Social streams, in constant tide,
Marketing’s vessel, in which we ride.
Second, the print, timeless and true,
A tactile whisper from me to you.
Ink and paper, a classic view,
A tangible story, forever new.
Third comes the visual, bold and grand,
A moving image, a vibrant land.
Film and graphics, hand in hand,
Crafting tales that truly stand.
Fourth, the spoken word, a rhythmic grace,
Echoing in the market’s embrace.
Podcasts, speeches, a lively space,
Voices entwine in a harmonious race.
Four mediums, four quarters in play,
In life and business, they light the way.
MediumFour, where creativity stays,
In every season, we pave the way.
For in the game of quarters four,
Each medium opens a different door.
In business, as in life, we soar,
With MediumFour, forevermore.
-michaelhalltm