Fangs dripping venom
Savage bites wound deeply
Caustic moving air
Author: Carl Setzer
Dry Thunder
Thunder’s false calling
Empty promise of rainfall
Deception’s sad rage
Summer thunder
Thunder ripples down
Drifting upon summer air
Dark clouds move eastward
A Unique Real Estate Market Observation
The end of this week, leading into the weekend, I have been barraged by a huge number of “open house” and “newly listed” marketing messages. It’s a completely subjective analysis, sure, but reinforces many of the messages I’ve been getting lately: this summer’s Puget Sound real estate market is hot.
Eternal stare
The eternal stare
Eye burning deeply within
History’s judgement
July Approaches
Warm summer winds blow
Memories of life carefree
Spring’s blossoms vanished
Modern Business, Social Media, and @Taylorswift13
Inc. has a great piece looking at Taylor Swift and her uber-successful social media dialog with Apple. I’ve been very impressed with Ms. Swift. Her savvy social media execution has helped build her into a powerful brand. This is a woman who will have a powerful impact for years to come.
The article sums up the tools she used for success in this case nicely. She maintained a respectful tone in her dialog with Apple (I’m reluctant to use any other term as she made a statement and Apple, extremely wisely, took the advice). They also look at the way she’s managed her relationship with her fans, with which I think she’s done an exceptional job. And I adore the way she’s poked fun, in a very positive way, at the media speculation and harassment that follows her.
Ms. Swift is a bright, talented and engaging woman, who I think has done an exceptional job to date managing her brand, life and business interests. There’s a lot to learn from her savvy, no matter the sector you find yourself in. And if you’re in the arts, there’s tons.
Friendships
Moments flickering
Ever so briefly shining
Glimpse living sunlight
Connection
A relationship’s
Strength
Lies in the
Space
Between
Words
Echoes of Anger
Fearful of ancient rage
Rattling dusty cadavers
Forgotten dreams
Hidden within
Away from the glare
Of expectation