lottery...

each year my former high school held English week many competitions (most entered with coaxing) one boy sadly said 'I cannot write sentences or spell correctly' I told him to write about life a feeling per line no punctuation he won the poetry outright life's #lottery ticket please #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 18 October 2026 at 09:19

Shakespeare adapted to the then current fashion and publishers posterity claims him there was an established writer (some say) 2nd only to Shakespeare but posterity keeps losing him such is the #lottery of time (Ben Jonson was who what when why) #vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 17, 2026

unexpected...

I love watching wild weather from the safety of my study window but walking in it is not an option yet I must walk daily for health #unexpectedly that's when my neglected garage treadmill shines I still walk I can still watch and enjoy the wild without leaving the safety of home #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 17 October 2026 at 10:44

what if an #unexpected gust of wild wind through an open window reverses the essence of a mirror for a little while AI modes become naked intentions are we shocked or relieved that we decode the mechanics of our world for a little while just a little while #vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 16, 2026

dead and bravery...

100,000 words a large chunk of my life bound to 100,000 words all to win just 3 letters recorded after my name nearly there I feel #dead just one last... talking of #dead the dreaded flat dead computer battery panic stations our #bravery to live on depends on an immediate recharge #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 16 October 2026 at 13:07

a high sea's cliff pits a #dead end to an iffy road oh (raw humour) one who aims to dive feet first from said cliff is called a tombstoner #bravery or madness yet pufflings are born to take first flights from cliff burrows to meet their friend the sea bliss #vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 16, 2026

delta...

I love rocking my little world beyond my study window poetry can spin on a spindle and I knit and crochet the threads but appointments shopping lists bills still threaten my demons in disguise so I rely on my nightly #delta waves to erase them allowing my creative soul to energise #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 October 2026 at 12:44

gloomy greys fickle moody winds a perfect backdrop for the tragedy of a script missing from my last chemist walk with my traditional bundle of forget-me-nots a phonecall home delivery the river of greys and fickle winds rolled on but I found a bright #delta #vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 13, 2026

calm...

the history of catastrophes revolutions and wars disappearances and murders hate power and repression secrets achievements failures the natural world what is it where is it and more so much turmoil and a little love and a little peace stitched up in the #calm of a library #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 October 2026 at 14:30

twirling swirling scavenging whining whistling winds can strangely provide mesmerising #calm entertainment if viewed behind a snugly closed window it's a welcome distraction from other personal tensions #vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 12, 2026

quake...

in Western philosophy long after Indian and Chinese records Socrates is hailed as the father of philosophy and so endless questions have unfolded over time ethics? the universe? the meaning of life? perhaps philosophy is the art of a #quake disembowelling so-called facts #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 October 2026 at 11:32

a painter invites geometric shapes to painting hello Picasso a composer mixes cultural sounds hello Peter Sculthorpe a poet abandons the 'legal' grammar that must be Hopkins critics #quake with bottomless questions but in time the rebels become nouveau classics #vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 10, 2026

siren...

the morning chorus is often led by a magpie or two a neighbour's dogs join in with a few bars of barking the neighbour is sleeping but wakes disgruntled with the mismatched orchestra music to some is a harsh invasive #siren to others #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 10 October 2026 at 09:00

cicadas claim the key role as town criers of summer we marvel that small 'invisible' creatures can spike a supposedly relaxing evening wine with the shrill shriek of a #siren chorus #vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 9, 2026