Solitude for some
Pit of miserable pain.
Not so much with me.
Author: Carl Setzer
Summer’s Day
Current flows outwards
Leisurely floating calmly
Gentle sunlight beams.
More of my websites
I started a WordPress site some time ago in order to explore the platform. Recently, I relaunched it as my poetry site. I’ve heard so very much about focusing your sites. So, I’m trying to do something with that. Besides that one, I also have NotJustSeattle.com, where I focus on the local. Soon, I’m going to port my tech writing to its own site. This will also, then, be my professional/business presence. I’ll move my portfolio there, too. Trying to find another name besides “Setzer Consulting”. Feels too bidding. I’ll try to have the URL for in to that.
So, please check out my other sites and stay tuned to see how things change.
Far away gaze
I stand upon the edge of light,
Staring far off, into dreams.
Feather-like flutters upon mists
Flowing into life’s reservoirs.
Darkness lapping upon my heel,
My sole. Vacantly lost in thought,
Drifting along the song’s pacing,
I disappear, finding my heart.
Moments drifting now
Lips commanding attention
The soul is singing
Page One Google Ranking
T-Mobile: Agitator Extrordinaire
Reading this piece about John Legere and T-Mobile’s marketing drove home several thoughts that have been lurking in my mind. First, creating a unique brand presence in a saturated/commodified market is very, very hard. How do we make these boring items sexy? Working in real estate, I’ve been struggling with that for some time. Having a flamboyant leader, one who doesn’t shrink from the limelight nor controversy is critical.
How does one rise to front of mind in today’s media landscape? Uniqueness is key. A certain eccentricity, and self-love of that, really helps. It also helps having gobs of cash to spend.
I think the next wireless sector winner will be a fierce competitor. T-Mobile matches that.
Love’s complexity
Love’s complexity
Rich and varied in meaning
Confusing feelings.
Fleeing righteousness
Drifting upon a hot summer’s wind
Burning mercilessly, magnifying the
Suffering of the maligned and neglected
Wretched retribution by the raging
Self-righteous. Indignant about any
Perceived attitude of equity.
Being there
3:00 am, I receive a text, and slept through it. Logical, acceptable, and yet still painful. A friend hurting, and I wasn’t able to be there. She worked her way through, so no guilt on that. No, it’s deeper.