spell...

one enemy will always be my enemy that enemy dares to presume what I say that enemy dares to correct my ideas sabotage them so I need to correct the corrections waste more time checking my corrections have not been re-corrected YES the painful #spell checker it is delete? delete? #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 November 2026 at 10:08

heat numbs energy BUT a #spell of cool days drowns the heat till another round of summer games #vss365 #poetry

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

the chains of time...

some moments unlock the chains of time #haiku

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

𝕥𝕖𝕥𝕤𝕦 𝕟𝕒𝕜𝕒𝕛𝕚𝕞𝕒 @WaniTutor Follows you 

Traveler. 

I follow roads where thought forgets its map. 

In foreign corners, silence speaks, knowledge wakes, and something within me arrives before I do.

awkward art...

Not sure why, but on this grey, muggy day, I loved the stillness, the awkward art of an awkward perspective captured at Lake Centenary, Temora. art is there if you dream long enough #haiku https://t.co/tbsPiJgoc7

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

NOTE: Click on the image to reach the original source...

You will then see 2 ducks, side by side, gazing at the water PLUS more geometric shapes... 

duplicity...

if her owner is home she eats in the kitchen then wanders there she's Slash (her owner loves Guns n' Roses) she wanders my garden worlds with me my lap is her comfort to me she's Muppet such #duplicity is bathed in odd sadness a kind of broken identity #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 November 2026 at 14:04

a crumbling weary country town STILL has a few CLOSING DOWN signs some would say the town seems hollow with emptiness and silence however spiders stray lost animals and some nesting swallows have other ideas duplicity could simply be yin and yang #vss365

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

bottle...

do you recall learning to count backwards with an old green #bottle song no one really knows the origin but we remember the song starts with 10 #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 November 2026 at 08:20

if only we could #bottle all the special magic in our lives so that when times are rough we could uncork it and breathe its special aura #vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) November 11, 2026

conscience...

quiet loud a permanent boarder who sometimes pays rent in kind a tease a mischief maker a playmate a special variety of hedgehog with multiple quills a serious guardian the quintessential other self within self welcome or not our inner #conscience may give our questions answers #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 November 2026 at 10:09

a burst of dramatic poetic lines erupts from old wounds my mother's distance my brother long missing one husband cheating another lying but my #conscience intervenes this past darkness is YOUR past darkness pointless to share now pointless to drown move on #vss365

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

a homely dance...

a homely dance of shadow and light #haiku

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— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 10 November 2026 at 10:36