#advertising
I am a copywriter
and for the life of me
I have failed
to write
the tagline
of my
life
.
.
.
so
far
Dec 22, 2025
Dec 22, 2025 at 2:32 AM UTC
Lots of traffic signs,
and billboard after billboard:
so many rules here!
Dec 6, 2025
Dec 6, 2025 at 3:05 AM UTC
360 points of articulation
And you still chose to throw me away.
170,000 unique words I could say
And I still chose to say “I Love You”
0 labels on my packaging
And you returned me anyway.
But when all is said and done
I wasn’t as advertised; just a defective doll.
Nov 18, 2025
Nov 18, 2025 at 9:50 AM UTC
Learn French in ten days
Lose weight without exercise
Learn to love
Your hips, bust, thighs
Learn secrets of New Orleans chefs
Take this test and find romance
Learn to rhumba
Or any other dance
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And know joy that lasts for weeks
Send no money now
Try it in the comfort of your home
Just stir in our tasty mix
With a little hair and bone
Learn secrets of New Orleans ******
Sleep all night without dangerous pills
Some may experience dizziness
Nausea cramps and chills
Find a buyer for dull remaining years
Have younger lovelier skin
Call 1-800-JZS-CARES
For prompt removal of sin
Learn secrets of New Orleans voodoo queens
Soothe cuts rashes and burns
Be sure to check the box on the right
Indicating acceptance of terms
Get rid of clutter, sell your home
Please write your name on this tag
Make sure to leave all valuables
In this trendy designer bag
Leave that unsatisfying grind behind
Get new flooring for your garage
Let us help you get back to the earth
Pauvre petite, quelle domage!
Sep 18, 2025
Sep 18, 2025 at 10:06 PM UTC
If we put all our ideas on the back burner
wouldn't we be stuck with undercooked concepts
Aug 19, 2025
Aug 19, 2025 at 12:56 PM UTC
Antivertising art:
an advertising column --
that is a mirror.
Jun 18, 2025
Jun 18, 2025 at 4:02 AM UTC
Ad-venturous lover
Of quality living,
Ad-ministers humor
Gentle, forgiving,
Ad-ult on the surface
Ad-olescent at heart,
Ad-ditional statistics
Ad-vanced at the start.
Ad-monish me not
Ad lib, ad hoc,
Add hours if possible
To my daily clock,
Add time to experience
Ad-orable gal,
Ad-junct to good fun, this
Ad-hesive pal.
Dec 5, 2024
Dec 5, 2024 at 10:54 AM UTC
Strange things happen in politics
We cannot trust the polls
Life has its own ***** tricks
We can play divers roles
This is not business as usual
Always fight to save one's soul.
Things are upended in politics
Ignore the belligerent critiques
Everything happens in a season
For an un-intelligible reason
Nobody can predict the results
Of an election filled with insults.
Politics in many countries are very *****
We all can see why. Politics are slushy
Voters lie. They mislead the pollsters
Who behave like palm readers
Like inexperienced magicians
So they can foul the naïve audience.
Things are pell-mell in politics
Life has its own yucky tricks
Everything occurs for an obscure reason
Under the lights of an unusual horizon
No anchors can predict the results
Of an election filled with assaults.
Copyright © November, 2016 Logerie Hébert, All Rights Reserved
Hebert Logerie is the author of several collections of poetry.
Nov 2, 2024
Nov 2, 2024 at 2:23 AM UTC
How would the best user friendly widget
stay that way in a profit incentive?
The physical products escape this unseen
(They're thrown out en masse when profit fades)
The internet’s been a slow fade
from revolutionary layouts and interaction
to the bare minimum you could tolerate
Today most are conditioned not to bat an eye
when the most trusted news sites
are filled with grotesquely glitching ads
that look worse than a 2001 spam virus
Selling sweatshirts with an incomprehensible
automated message containing your last name
Then it switches to threats
the FBI wants to take over my machine
Such is life today
Ignoring what we think we can
Jan 15, 2022
Jan 15, 2022 at 11:12 AM UTC
Hey look it’s me.
On the tv!
I’m your burger,
And your drink,
On your coaster,
Then I go down your sink!
I clean your plates,
Wash your car,
And your floors,
And your very hairy *****
All you have to do is click on me!
Say hello to the man,
On the other side of your phone.
He’s listening in,
On your conversation.
L-shaped couches,
And make up kits!
Brand new cars,
And television sets!
You don’t need this ****
But you have to have it.
You’re a product.
Advertising on the plane,
On the car.
On the train,
It’s got you on the run!
On the floor,
During sport,
On a walk,
It’s got you on the run!
Everywhere you go,
All you see,
Is a product,
Begging for your money.
You’re not a product.
Turn off the tv.
Nov 9, 2020
Nov 9, 2020 at 7:51 PM UTC
Polished in the mirror,
I shine.
There's evidence
everyone who knows it
now knows of ME,
and has liked my image repeatedly.
This is my good side
quickly, capture that twinkle,
sparkle and finesse;
from every angle imaginable,
and photoshop it
until my form is pleasing and recognizable.
Stare at ME entirely
but only after I have given consent,
after you subscribe to the content.
Please don't bother ME
while uploading my deep thoughts,
I am trending now;
but yesterday I lost a follower
for ME it's like losing a limb.
Such stress makes ME lose focus
I forget to breathe or eat,
such a price for the framework;
I'm not just a vessel, I'm an idol.
I'll rise and steal the moment,
little snares for captive time.
Look at ME
don't lose interest,
stop texting when I'm talking to you.
That's annoying
that's rude,
pay attention to ME for once.
Automatic flash goes off
set for selfie, now filter applied
something is missing here,
a selfie born without the self.
Don't pity ME
the phone doesn't lie;
imperfection can never be
I'm immune,
ME indeed,
addicted to the social feed.
Mar 15, 2020
Mar 15, 2020 at 7:12 PM UTC
March! March! March!
Marketing's pounding drum.
Beat! Beat! Beat!
Hear the thundering feet.
Come one, Come all!
Answer the piper's call.
Act fast! Act fast!
The sale will not last!
Need, Need, Need!
You will not be freed.
Credit, Credit, Credit!
As long as you can get it.
Spend, Spend, Spend!
Will it never end?
Pawn, Pawns, Pawns,
The illusion We are in control.
Feb 6, 2020
Feb 6, 2020 at 8:58 PM UTC
Got a plop in my fizz
And a tiger in my tank
Impossible is nothing
(That’s why Titanic sank)
Got milk? Just do it.
Wash your troubles down the drain
Tastes so good
Cats ask for it by name
Eat fresh. I’m lovin’ it.
It’s finger-lickin’ good
If you won’t eat it
We all know Mikey would
Once you pop you can’t stop
Make the most of now
“Eat Mor Chikin”
(Written by a rebel cow)
Every bubble’s passed its fizzical
Let’s get quizzical
Nothin’ says lovin’
Like something from the oven
Snap! Crackle! Pop!
They’re Gr-r-r-reat!
Just like a good neighbor
In good hands with Allstate
Look, Ma, no cavities!
Think outside the bun
Save money. Live better.
Consider IT done
Melts in your mouth
Not in your hands
(Life’s what happens
While you’re making other plans)
American by birth.
Rebel by choice.
Hello Moto
His masters voice
Maybe she’s born with it
Have it your way
A diamond is forever
Every kiss begins with Kay
You've come a long way baby
Be all that you can be
A Little dab'll do ya
With L.S./M.F.T.
Own a piece of the rock
Where do you want to go today?
We make money
The old-fashioned way…
When you care enough
To send the very best
Oh, what a feeling!
Come be our guest!
Live in your world.
Play in ours.
Get N or get out
For the love of cars
You can’t top the copper top
Easy as Dell
He keeps going and going…
Go further with Shell
When there is no tomorrow
Bo knows best
Think small. Make believe.
Makes quitting **** less
Stronger than dirt
How do you spell relief?
Success. It’s a mind game.
Defying all belief
Challenge everything
Share moments. Share life.
Because you’re worth it
Save a life. Love your wife.
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 7:32 PM UTC
A kid makes a finger gun
With hammer thumb
To fire at passing traffic,
From the cover of his bunker bus stop;
In America he’d be an active shooter
**** they have names for it over there,
Here he’s just a ******* nuisance;
His shelter advertises a deodorant
Shaped just like and called bullet
Perhaps some subliminal message
Has entered his head
The power of advertising, the power of death.
For a deodorant that advocates love and attraction
It’s a strange message.
Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 5:45 PM UTC
All of my targeted ads remember
that we wanted to go to Iceland
in winter
to see the Aurora Borealis,
and they bombard me relentlessly
as if marketing in memories.
This instance is not unique.
It seems
no matter how many buttons I push
in attempts to subdue
these bright incursions,
I can't mute you completely.
Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 3:23 AM UTC
A pale green Siren
With fair skin, and the distant
Aroma of coffee beans...
Behind her, a broad,
White-bearded old man
Grinning, stares through my head...
And above, the dull hum
Of an apple, a single bite missing,
Penetrates me with its glare...
My eyes sting with tears.
It's almost like they need
To force us to be human.
Dec 2, 2018
Dec 2, 2018 at 4:44 PM UTC
Advertise my soul,
capitalise from my sins.
Dig the earth for coal,
a market built for kings.
Suppress for your control,
fill your life with things.
Abolition of self-control,
a life attached to strings.
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
The other day, I
Tried to eat a
*** of yoghurt.
Lacking the tools,
I called up
To my mother:
"Mum! Where
Are the spoons?"
The fatal words.
Now, every time I
Go online, all the
Adverts are for cutlery.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 12:30 PM UTC
HEY COPS!
FEELING STRESSED?
WORK CAUSING TROUBLES AT HOME?
EXPERIENCING REAL HUMAN ISSUES?
AMERICA UNDERSTANDS.
SO WE’D LIKE TO OFFER YOU
A PAID VACATION
AND STATE FUNDED THERAPY!
HOW YOU ASK?
IT’S EASY!
**** SOMEBODY
black
*offer may not be applicable after elections
May 19, 2018
May 19, 2018 at 5:23 PM UTC
Welcome to Ad Corp.
We **** your souls out for cash.
Ad Corp: “We’re evil!”
Dec 20, 2017
Dec 20, 2017 at 11:38 PM UTC