Norman T : Writing

The Word Processor's Ode to Humanity

The Word Processor's Ode to Humanity

A Poem by Norman T


Thy fingers gently caressing my keys 7Fill me with an urge to immortalizeThose hidden thoughts, that only words release.My face glows as they material..
The Blue Speckled teapot

The Blue Speckled teapot

A Story by Norman T


Based on an actual working incident.
Envy

Envy

A Poem by Norman T


AnurgeforpossessionApowerobsessionFranticpursuitsintheartofAcquisitionKeepingupwiththeJones’sWithcripplingbankloansisJustified,asthenewimagecome..
Peace on Our Terms

Peace on Our Terms

A Poem by Norman T


PEACE ON OUR TERMSYes, we can live in peace, as long as I am in control.You mediate, but can only hear your conscienceThat's the voice of your God.You..
The Craftsman

The Craftsman

A Story by Norman T


Waves frothed over the shingle, the liquid hiss creating a counterpoint with the percussive chatter of the stones as the water retreated to it's own e..
Finale

Finale

A Story by Norman T


Untilnowhehadbeensoconfident.Itmusthavebeenthewaitingthathadmadehimawareofthebloatedsensationinhisdiaphragm.Wasitfear, anger,orjustthathehadn'teatenfo..
Time- the enigma

Time- the enigma

A Poem by Norman T


Time is..Past, Present, Future, Forever.We say it's of the essence - yet where's it's taste or smell?There are hands of Time, but never legsYet it mar..