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

sin...

a woman (maybe me) watches spring sunshine and shadows play in her garden at any time of day no duty ticked off no evidence of accomplishment do I commit the #sin of wastefulness laziness surely peace without work is productive claiming an honourable place on the recharge list #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 9 October 2026 at 15:19

correct sentences punctuaton spelling are all bound in a school straitjacket but to a rebel poet just open spaces voice meaning some schools of thought believe such poets commit a #sin some poets (Hopkins) simply let their unique poems prove otherwise #vss365 #poetry

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

island...

the high-rise cityscape of Sydney's Circular Quay boasts a famous bridge over a famous harbour an Overseas Passenger Terminal an Opera House and sweeping water views but in The Rocks area (with these same views) is a sandstone #island built in 1816 a bemused (closed) Cadman's Cottage #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 8 October 2026 at 09:19

I see neighbours I have not seen beyond an #island of newly turned earth DANGER CONSTRUCTION ZONE #vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 7, 2026

sail...

wild winds know how to play wild party games a shopping centre carpark offers so much fun an empty trolley joins the party surfing the carpark in zig zag directions rudderless sans #sail and no captain in sight #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 7 October 2026 at 09:37

yesterday I watched the jaws of a mighty machine savage an old house today flat red earth is waiting but I see a ghostly #sail rising from what was once a home #vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 6, 2026