Book_of_Norman
@silver-sense.bsky.social
I'm a human. I like most other humans, assorted mammals, reptiles, and generally most forms of life. I practice words. Challenge imagination. And love science, fiction, simple nature, and city scapes. Nothing need be neglected when finding beauty.
Pinned
Here lies are better angels in bits and bytes. Now demons in our disinformation and delusions. No heroes, only bright and dark pixels on tiny screens. We are self-vanquished in a digital landscape. The incapable, unable to see the sky.
November 23, 2025 at 1:51 PM
Here lies are better angels in bits and bytes. Now demons in our disinformation and delusions. No heroes, only bright and dark pixels on tiny screens. We are self-vanquished in a digital landscape. The incapable, unable to see the sky.
Reposted by Book_of_Norman
The walls contort
in this domestic pain.
Floorboards harass peace
into white flag flashbacks.
I become merciless,
soaking my bones
in velvet gunfire.
Life cannot coexist
with a death
that sings off key.
I weep
inside the inverted forever
until I grasp
what healing means.
#vss365 #emoetry #poetry
in this domestic pain.
Floorboards harass peace
into white flag flashbacks.
I become merciless,
soaking my bones
in velvet gunfire.
Life cannot coexist
with a death
that sings off key.
I weep
inside the inverted forever
until I grasp
what healing means.
#vss365 #emoetry #poetry
November 3, 2025 at 2:06 PM
Final
Listing nothing
Lost shadows
You gauge me on thought
So little you care
Climbing sleep
Silhouette
They comfort the breeze
With no regrets
Pained emptiness
Sightless soul
I'm not really there
You're never here
Tear streak
Hollow points
We're our final trigger
And I have no grip
#SuddenWords
Listing nothing
Lost shadows
You gauge me on thought
So little you care
Climbing sleep
Silhouette
They comfort the breeze
With no regrets
Pained emptiness
Sightless soul
I'm not really there
You're never here
Tear streak
Hollow points
We're our final trigger
And I have no grip
#SuddenWords
November 3, 2025 at 3:38 PM
Final
Listing nothing
Lost shadows
You gauge me on thought
So little you care
Climbing sleep
Silhouette
They comfort the breeze
With no regrets
Pained emptiness
Sightless soul
I'm not really there
You're never here
Tear streak
Hollow points
We're our final trigger
And I have no grip
#SuddenWords
Listing nothing
Lost shadows
You gauge me on thought
So little you care
Climbing sleep
Silhouette
They comfort the breeze
With no regrets
Pained emptiness
Sightless soul
I'm not really there
You're never here
Tear streak
Hollow points
We're our final trigger
And I have no grip
#SuddenWords
Stop in line
Check
She breeched the moment
Given to entropy
No glance subsided
Just a pause
Just reason
She held back the tremor
The stock disparity
Of her heart displaced
Sheer
Loss
Her mother
Tears only the start
Body quake
Soul break
The text remained unanswered.
#SuddenWords #Poetry #Poem
Check
She breeched the moment
Given to entropy
No glance subsided
Just a pause
Just reason
She held back the tremor
The stock disparity
Of her heart displaced
Sheer
Loss
Her mother
Tears only the start
Body quake
Soul break
The text remained unanswered.
#SuddenWords #Poetry #Poem
November 3, 2025 at 3:36 PM
Stop in line
Check
She breeched the moment
Given to entropy
No glance subsided
Just a pause
Just reason
She held back the tremor
The stock disparity
Of her heart displaced
Sheer
Loss
Her mother
Tears only the start
Body quake
Soul break
The text remained unanswered.
#SuddenWords #Poetry #Poem
Check
She breeched the moment
Given to entropy
No glance subsided
Just a pause
Just reason
She held back the tremor
The stock disparity
Of her heart displaced
Sheer
Loss
Her mother
Tears only the start
Body quake
Soul break
The text remained unanswered.
#SuddenWords #Poetry #Poem
November 3, 2025 at 3:33 PM
#SuddenWords #Poetry #Poem
He denied the rain.
His thoughts arid.
Dust were his emotions.
Dry wind his thoughts.
Somewhere in the desert
A small flower would not quit.
There was a lingering thought.
A storm.
A deluge.
Gathering were the clouds
Like a riot on the horizon.
He denied the rain.
His thoughts arid.
Dust were his emotions.
Dry wind his thoughts.
Somewhere in the desert
A small flower would not quit.
There was a lingering thought.
A storm.
A deluge.
Gathering were the clouds
Like a riot on the horizon.
November 3, 2025 at 3:31 PM
#SuddenWords #Poetry #Poem
He denied the rain.
His thoughts arid.
Dust were his emotions.
Dry wind his thoughts.
Somewhere in the desert
A small flower would not quit.
There was a lingering thought.
A storm.
A deluge.
Gathering were the clouds
Like a riot on the horizon.
He denied the rain.
His thoughts arid.
Dust were his emotions.
Dry wind his thoughts.
Somewhere in the desert
A small flower would not quit.
There was a lingering thought.
A storm.
A deluge.
Gathering were the clouds
Like a riot on the horizon.
November 3, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Winding
Somewhere, not here
Long lost, recently
We all awoke to sleep
It was a parable heedless
Of any sense or mistake
Now lonely together
Did you feel it?
Soaring across the ground
Kindness with spite
Another misnomer nameless
An empty mind in flight.
That is done winding straight.
#SuddenWords
Somewhere, not here
Long lost, recently
We all awoke to sleep
It was a parable heedless
Of any sense or mistake
Now lonely together
Did you feel it?
Soaring across the ground
Kindness with spite
Another misnomer nameless
An empty mind in flight.
That is done winding straight.
#SuddenWords
November 3, 2025 at 3:23 PM
Winding
Somewhere, not here
Long lost, recently
We all awoke to sleep
It was a parable heedless
Of any sense or mistake
Now lonely together
Did you feel it?
Soaring across the ground
Kindness with spite
Another misnomer nameless
An empty mind in flight.
That is done winding straight.
#SuddenWords
Somewhere, not here
Long lost, recently
We all awoke to sleep
It was a parable heedless
Of any sense or mistake
Now lonely together
Did you feel it?
Soaring across the ground
Kindness with spite
Another misnomer nameless
An empty mind in flight.
That is done winding straight.
#SuddenWords
#suddenwords #poetry #poem
Sleep and sickle
Time for soma to slumber
Little death to complete
Blood and trickle
Sky to reddish umber
Loom clouds to thunder
Sea and Triskele
Fire on water, all passion
I'll fade in fickle flames
Betwixt and not here
Foot on land, in sea, and air
Belly burns
Alive
Sleep and sickle
Time for soma to slumber
Little death to complete
Blood and trickle
Sky to reddish umber
Loom clouds to thunder
Sea and Triskele
Fire on water, all passion
I'll fade in fickle flames
Betwixt and not here
Foot on land, in sea, and air
Belly burns
Alive
November 3, 2025 at 3:15 PM
#suddenwords #poetry #poem
Sleep and sickle
Time for soma to slumber
Little death to complete
Blood and trickle
Sky to reddish umber
Loom clouds to thunder
Sea and Triskele
Fire on water, all passion
I'll fade in fickle flames
Betwixt and not here
Foot on land, in sea, and air
Belly burns
Alive
Sleep and sickle
Time for soma to slumber
Little death to complete
Blood and trickle
Sky to reddish umber
Loom clouds to thunder
Sea and Triskele
Fire on water, all passion
I'll fade in fickle flames
Betwixt and not here
Foot on land, in sea, and air
Belly burns
Alive
Reposted by Book_of_Norman
Lizards drop their #tails when scared.
Humans drop logic, reason, & sometimes pants.
Mind? Gone.
In a crisis, we devolve like pros.
It’s safer not to think when hunters can smell consciousness.
In threat, we become beasts again.
Mindless, fast, free.
So we forget, and live.
#vssdaily
Humans drop logic, reason, & sometimes pants.
Mind? Gone.
In a crisis, we devolve like pros.
It’s safer not to think when hunters can smell consciousness.
In threat, we become beasts again.
Mindless, fast, free.
So we forget, and live.
#vssdaily
October 19, 2025 at 3:59 AM
Reposted by Book_of_Norman
Reposted by Book_of_Norman
I don't think we'll answer if #androids dream of electric sheep—
but maybe they'll dream of #bands, of rhythm—
wires humming like strings,
music from servo & spark
just as we yearn to echo the womb, our blood, our mother's heart,
from when we were mere dreams with sound
#vssdaily #vss365
but maybe they'll dream of #bands, of rhythm—
wires humming like strings,
music from servo & spark
just as we yearn to echo the womb, our blood, our mother's heart,
from when we were mere dreams with sound
#vssdaily #vss365
October 18, 2025 at 9:20 AM
#vss365 #hover
You travel free in me
Lost in time I claim to not see
Slowed, un-aging
Angel, paramour
I glimpse at you, hovoring
Out of reach yet your voice
In my old heart echoing
Sweet thunder of love
Vibrating me
Disrupting
All our years unmet
Lacking amorous tumbling
Spirits untwined
Longing
You travel free in me
Lost in time I claim to not see
Slowed, un-aging
Angel, paramour
I glimpse at you, hovoring
Out of reach yet your voice
In my old heart echoing
Sweet thunder of love
Vibrating me
Disrupting
All our years unmet
Lacking amorous tumbling
Spirits untwined
Longing
October 19, 2025 at 8:56 AM
#vss365 #reinvigorates
Swallow, drink the wine
Fraught with regret
Tasting of time and tannins
What should reinvigorate
Wastes
Thin alliance
Touched reliance
Topped incredulity
Only a hope to forget
Lean the fat from pain
But the next day, a thing
Remembrance
Shallow now
Words fueled
Now fooled
Swallow, drink the wine
Fraught with regret
Tasting of time and tannins
What should reinvigorate
Wastes
Thin alliance
Touched reliance
Topped incredulity
Only a hope to forget
Lean the fat from pain
But the next day, a thing
Remembrance
Shallow now
Words fueled
Now fooled
September 22, 2025 at 8:55 AM
#vss365 #reinvigorates
Swallow, drink the wine
Fraught with regret
Tasting of time and tannins
What should reinvigorate
Wastes
Thin alliance
Touched reliance
Topped incredulity
Only a hope to forget
Lean the fat from pain
But the next day, a thing
Remembrance
Shallow now
Words fueled
Now fooled
Swallow, drink the wine
Fraught with regret
Tasting of time and tannins
What should reinvigorate
Wastes
Thin alliance
Touched reliance
Topped incredulity
Only a hope to forget
Lean the fat from pain
But the next day, a thing
Remembrance
Shallow now
Words fueled
Now fooled
Lock jaw step
Speaking in marching tongues
Breaking voice glass
So you hear me shatter
I'm here, there
Attempting my own coup
Trying to salvage a crumpled soul
Even if words are breezy
I need to blanket howl
I need happy rage
But my face is clenched
Not giving up the day
#suddenwords #poetry
Speaking in marching tongues
Breaking voice glass
So you hear me shatter
I'm here, there
Attempting my own coup
Trying to salvage a crumpled soul
Even if words are breezy
I need to blanket howl
I need happy rage
But my face is clenched
Not giving up the day
#suddenwords #poetry
September 21, 2025 at 4:10 PM
Lock jaw step
Speaking in marching tongues
Breaking voice glass
So you hear me shatter
I'm here, there
Attempting my own coup
Trying to salvage a crumpled soul
Even if words are breezy
I need to blanket howl
I need happy rage
But my face is clenched
Not giving up the day
#suddenwords #poetry
Speaking in marching tongues
Breaking voice glass
So you hear me shatter
I'm here, there
Attempting my own coup
Trying to salvage a crumpled soul
Even if words are breezy
I need to blanket howl
I need happy rage
But my face is clenched
Not giving up the day
#suddenwords #poetry
#vss365 #perhaps
Singing in circular dialogue
Skinless games
Lacking decorum
Sitting on fences
Perhaps dancing lament
They justify slings and arrows
Call it suffering
At will
But still
You don't call
I wait
And the world spins
We cry words
The news
The death
Our declining future
And freedom
Singing in circular dialogue
Skinless games
Lacking decorum
Sitting on fences
Perhaps dancing lament
They justify slings and arrows
Call it suffering
At will
But still
You don't call
I wait
And the world spins
We cry words
The news
The death
Our declining future
And freedom
September 21, 2025 at 12:25 PM
Reposted by Book_of_Norman
I forgot how much I love the percussion of an oak in autumn. The
whoosh
crack
swish
thump
thud
of an acorn losing its cap, hitting a leaf, bouncing off the earth and coming to rest.
whoosh
crack
swish
thump
thud
of an acorn losing its cap, hitting a leaf, bouncing off the earth and coming to rest.
September 17, 2025 at 5:46 PM
I forgot how much I love the percussion of an oak in autumn. The
whoosh
crack
swish
thump
thud
of an acorn losing its cap, hitting a leaf, bouncing off the earth and coming to rest.
whoosh
crack
swish
thump
thud
of an acorn losing its cap, hitting a leaf, bouncing off the earth and coming to rest.
#vss365 #synthesis
Coiled synthesis
Of our longing
Captured in a moment
Only our eyes met
Regret in passing
Never crossing paths
Again
Coiled synthesis
Of our longing
Captured in a moment
Only our eyes met
Regret in passing
Never crossing paths
Again
September 17, 2025 at 2:23 PM
#vss365 #synthesis
Coiled synthesis
Of our longing
Captured in a moment
Only our eyes met
Regret in passing
Never crossing paths
Again
Coiled synthesis
Of our longing
Captured in a moment
Only our eyes met
Regret in passing
Never crossing paths
Again
#vss365 #reins
Scattered now
Reins lost to chaos
Emotions akimbo
He stared out at the dust
Billowing into the past, the future
Eyes stinging with unneeded regrets
No sense in running after them
Leads that were always loose in hand
Perhaps the heart is vacant now
As the dust settles on his soul
Scattered now
Reins lost to chaos
Emotions akimbo
He stared out at the dust
Billowing into the past, the future
Eyes stinging with unneeded regrets
No sense in running after them
Leads that were always loose in hand
Perhaps the heart is vacant now
As the dust settles on his soul
September 15, 2025 at 7:07 PM
#vss365 #barely
Clipping, slipping
Each frame silver screened
Moments of a story
Stuttered gilding
Her face cries blinking
Eyes wet smile barely
Caught Hollywood
Smoldering, queuing
Light arcing
Dust and motes dancing
She was young
Too young
Old executives
Wringing, writhing
Hands exploiting
Clipping, slipping
Each frame silver screened
Moments of a story
Stuttered gilding
Her face cries blinking
Eyes wet smile barely
Caught Hollywood
Smoldering, queuing
Light arcing
Dust and motes dancing
She was young
Too young
Old executives
Wringing, writhing
Hands exploiting
September 10, 2025 at 8:44 AM
#poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #change #poetrycommunity #blueskypoetry
Slate washed clean
Words disappeared in rain and unease
Chalk rainbows
Heavenly dissent
Your description
Make wide my heart
Here, as always
Freeing love
Sunlight
Refracted
Into crystal truth
Umbrella raised
To shade
Slate washed clean
Words disappeared in rain and unease
Chalk rainbows
Heavenly dissent
Your description
Make wide my heart
Here, as always
Freeing love
Sunlight
Refracted
Into crystal truth
Umbrella raised
To shade
September 9, 2025 at 9:30 AM
#poem #poetry #poemoftheday #poems #bluesky #change #poetrycommunity #blueskypoetry
Slate washed clean
Words disappeared in rain and unease
Chalk rainbows
Heavenly dissent
Your description
Make wide my heart
Here, as always
Freeing love
Sunlight
Refracted
Into crystal truth
Umbrella raised
To shade
Slate washed clean
Words disappeared in rain and unease
Chalk rainbows
Heavenly dissent
Your description
Make wide my heart
Here, as always
Freeing love
Sunlight
Refracted
Into crystal truth
Umbrella raised
To shade
Wrapper #vss365
Tidied up
Each benign slur accepted
Old white hands tremble
The wrapper off too easily
Slings and arrows now gravitas
To new rules
To fire obvious bullets
Discord
Lies
Each candy, younger, darker
Who trembles now?
Pennies dropped
Scrambled for
Just a heartbeat away
The dark wall
Tidied up
Each benign slur accepted
Old white hands tremble
The wrapper off too easily
Slings and arrows now gravitas
To new rules
To fire obvious bullets
Discord
Lies
Each candy, younger, darker
Who trembles now?
Pennies dropped
Scrambled for
Just a heartbeat away
The dark wall
September 9, 2025 at 8:44 AM
Wrapper #vss365
Tidied up
Each benign slur accepted
Old white hands tremble
The wrapper off too easily
Slings and arrows now gravitas
To new rules
To fire obvious bullets
Discord
Lies
Each candy, younger, darker
Who trembles now?
Pennies dropped
Scrambled for
Just a heartbeat away
The dark wall
Tidied up
Each benign slur accepted
Old white hands tremble
The wrapper off too easily
Slings and arrows now gravitas
To new rules
To fire obvious bullets
Discord
Lies
Each candy, younger, darker
Who trembles now?
Pennies dropped
Scrambled for
Just a heartbeat away
The dark wall
September 4, 2025 at 11:35 PM
It's difficult to be constantly evaluating who you are, trying to fix points in your life you wish to improve, and keep up with this world. Depression is a terrible stumbling block.
But I'm pushing forward.
But I'm pushing forward.
September 2, 2025 at 11:53 PM
It's difficult to be constantly evaluating who you are, trying to fix points in your life you wish to improve, and keep up with this world. Depression is a terrible stumbling block.
But I'm pushing forward.
But I'm pushing forward.