harbour...

Port Phillip Bay is rarely called a #harbour Sydney Harbour bears a famous profile thanks to its famous bridge but to leave Sydney Harbour first tackle a 2 km space between The Heads leave the bay but first field The Rip 1 km is the navigable space multiple shipwrecks say it all #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 5 October 2026 at 09:56

two souls share one silence one may #harbour facets of a diamond in the eyes one may grind a secret scheme in clenched hands the high road and the low road never will meet in one peace #vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 4, 2026

lure...

courtship is all about sweet singing a lyre bird believes a raspy song is all about a warning of rights a magpie claims birdsong has a yin and yang and a few notes between a #lure of love or an announcement of territorial war or simply a song for a new day #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 4 October 2026 at 12:09

a puddle
a muddy puddle
tempts most dogs

the leash strains
the leash snaps
success
for the dog
of course

a child
watches the dog
for just a moment
but the lure of
fun for two
overwhelms
rules

at times
play means
visible or
invisible restraints
are left
high and dry#vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 3, 2026

mountain...

a child gleefully pockets a hand-size unusual stone from the foot of a #mountain a mountain's pint-size geology now lives by a jumble of crayons and inside a child's wonder + a toy dinosaur or two watch on #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 3 October 2026 at 09:04

emails
the washing pile
the mowing

perhaps
I'll climb
that #mountain
tomorrow

perhaps

but tomorrow
never comes
this week#vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 2, 2026

cloud...

tragic loss invites silver-lining comfort from the well meaning the positive brigade on the other hand I simply wish to close the door and sit quietly with my reality + my coffee friend and just let my #cloud rain #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 2 October 2026 at 12:20

the ancient
4th century B.C.
Epidaurus Theatre
in Greece
is still used today

drop a coin
mid stage
and the amphitheatre's
highest seat
hears the moment

and a summer festival
of classical dramas
summons
a #cloud
of old crowds
to cast
shadows

keeping echoes
alive #vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 2, 2026

bequest...

grey hair at 30 regular cramps huge eyes and wish I was taller a tendency to prefer the peace of a hermit but at least I love animals and find it easy to smile at the wonder of small things thanks ancestors for your #bequest of mixed gifts or is that messages #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 1 October 2026 at 07:22

on the red earth
of outback plains
lives one abandoned
dilapidated
old house

the scene was
the stark backdrop
for Midnight Oil's video
'Beds are Burning'

the film
became
a #bequest

for tourists
+
a festival
for thousands

old and new sounds
rock
under outback stars#vss365

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) October 1, 2026

reprieve...

tsunami winds on the rise dark threatening clouds mobilise but no rain so far I hazard a guess that the rain and I have about twenty minutes reprieve before our race to win the washing (wet or dry) begins #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 30 September 2026 at 10:24

afternoon tea
demolished
by the ladies' club

bar one last
teasing
biscuit
leashed to
polite manners
that can grant
a soft #reprieve

except
perhaps
to a dog
who holds
no lead on the matter#vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 29, 2026

purity...

as history toddles through time new editions emerge details fade evaluations shift a process of biased selection history and praiseworthy #purity cannot be exhaled fairly in the same breath truthful history needs to include a muddied version even if it shames and makes no sense #vss365

— Gemma Mira Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 30 September 2026 at 10:28

drought
bakes
life

but when rains
drop by
they seem to
quench and #purify
the landscape

at first

but if the rains
keep raining
life may turn
muddied
swamped

turning purity
into
impurity#vss365 #poetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Mira Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 28, 2026