I'm just a pock mark...

I'm just a pock mark in the cosmic scheme of things maybe a flawed glyph but I mean to have meaning I am my own #brand #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 30 April 2025 at 08:27

a hungry flame gorges...

a hungry flame gorges on my old, parched wooden fears the ashes of what was once me feed my life's new garden a #conversion miracle #vss365 #tanka #poetry #poetsonbluesky #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 29 April 2025 at 07:57

in a world of chains...

in a world of chains be #free to dare to dare to be undefined to be the music locked deep in your mind and soul #vss365 #tanka #micropoetry #poetry #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 28 April 2025 at 09:17

I am not here to drain the silence...

I am not here just to drain the silence and fill the space with noise...https://t.co/KJniU8wbOI

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 27, 2025

"Mizu" refers to the Japanese word for "water". Poetry inspired by "mizu" often explores themes of nature, reflection, purity, and the fluidity of emotions. Haiku, a Japanese short verse form, is frequently used to capture the essence of water in poetry.

a beautiful guitar tribute...

A beautiful guitar tribute...https://t.co/5kaLxynx5m

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 27, 2025

This post seemed to have a delayed appearance on my timeline, when I shared it with Twitter from Facebook on Anzac Day...

But no matter...Beauty is welcome at any time... 

some mornings begin without permission...

Notebook | April 26, 2025 | 6:10 a.m. Words: © Christian Paul Kusch 2025 #poetry #writer #christianpaulkusch #thewhitenotebook #booksky #readers

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— The white notebook (@christianpaulkusch.com) 27 April 2025 at 06:10

a weekly ping...

a weekly ping of the latest #newsletter trails raids my peace, my sanity at least I read the headlines then press the delete button #vss365 #poetry #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 27 April 2025 at 10:16

call signs webbed in code...

call signs webbed in code our pseudo knowledge traps in #internet jungles #vss365 #haiku #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 26 April 2025 at 10:09

Anzac Day on the Sunshine Coast...

Anzac Day art on the Sunshine Coast 2020... I saved this photo 5 years ago and can find no further information. But I wanted to share it today...Such a unique way to invite the public to reflect and remember...

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 25 April 2025 at 08:07

I am a phoenix...

I am a phoenix I am the #return of life my life with new words #haiku #vss365 #micropoetry #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 25 April 2025 at 07:55

in the under lands...

in the under lands the ferryman takes his coin for rowing souls to Hades the Elysian Fields means #promotion granted #vss365 #tanka #poetry #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 23 April 2025 at 08:19

I'm a sentinel of time...

I'm a sentinel of time my boughs stitch earth to the stars if my #place is near a stream, I may drink memory and hum ancient earth songs #vss365 #tanka #micropoetry #poetsonbluesky #poetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 22 April 2025 at 09:24

rumours on the wind...

rumours on the wind zig zagging through a forest the #cost of your rash building means obliterating us your life breath and ours #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 21 April 2025 at 10:34

your ink bleeds half truths...

your ink bleeds half truths on the minds of grown children your product's a lie cloaked in your perfect sale pitch loaded with easy answers #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 20 April 2025 at 11:25

a flash-mob silence...

a flash mob silence stretched around our fragile moods we split like peeled citrus flesh #segmentation lines still sweet but not whole #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 19 April 2025 at 08:05

nebulae breathing...

nebulae breathing ancient dust from dying stars under cosmic #pressure to keep time an endless gift and become again #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 18 April 2025 at 09:18

morning magpie sings...

morning magpie sings for his usual breakfast a keen #customer of crumbs on the windowsill and kitchen window gossip #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 18 April 2025 at 08:49

an old soldier sits...

an old soldier sits counting medals counting ghosts his war did not #end it just changed its uniform to tattered memory #vss365 #micropoetry #poetry #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 April 2025 at 19:39

in the night silence...

in the night silence an origami crane unfolded and buoyed by cosmic energy soared to the stars gathering whispers from the universe next morning tucked into a new baby's tiny fist a mum found a tiny note keep dreaming your #dream we're listening #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 April 2025 at 10:47

For so long, my writing seems to reflect the many voices within me...blurring together...

Suddenly, I feel different...my new location of Temora...albeit I have been here for a couple of years now; finding my arty tribe and special connections with some beautiful people here... have all contributed to this new me...

Then there is the beautiful world of Victoria Beata's glen...a magical world...

I think my trend, for now, is mainly magic...sharing magic...a healthy salve for a troubled world, a troubled mind...

The image above I created using AI - Grok 3 

something to rock your senses...

Something to rock your senses - courtesy of a bucket....https://t.co/GXpdEbWo3P

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 11, 2025

again the mayor lied...

again the mayor lied again a cacophony of cockatoo shrieks bagpipes whining and the endless #noise of barking dogs exploded from the statue again the statue winked and lips mimed 'the time will come' #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 April 2025 at 10:37

inside an old oak...

inside an old oak an old woman hid a key in a later #life her young laughter spilled through the peeling bark #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 9 April 2025 at 07:29

Often I think about what is out there beyond this life...

I find that as I age, I formulate many interpretations of 'next'....some replace one another, but others co-exist...

The answer is a personal shapeshifter... 

Marc Scibilia finds beautiful music in the question of the beyond...

the death of daylight...

the #death of daylight in one world may be darkness but in another is the dawn of light then it's vice versa #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 8 April 2025 at 08:01

my kitty's deep grief...

my kitty's deep #grief random bursts of sleep needed cuddling his socks close #vss365 #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 6 April 2025 at 21:27

empaths, old souls and introverts...

https://t.co/GLP1YR23nG

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 6, 2025

beneath the old Hawthorn tree...

A gorgeous story for a weekend...https://t.co/IBQoBkhmfM

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 5, 2025

stamped on my heartbeats...

stamped on my heart beats splinters of your iced presence smirk at healing #time #vss365 #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 5 April 2025 at 22:25

a misty veil of rain...

misty veil of rain #distance etches ghostly forms buffeted by winds #vss365 #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 4 April 2025 at 21:55

real intimacy...

Intimacy goes beyond physical. To crave a persons presence and energy instead of just their body is one of the purest forms of intimacy.

— 𝙋𝙖𝙢𝙢𝙮 ✨️ (@_Pammy_DS_) April 2, 2025

Today I felt that the twin flame experience is very real...It does happen...not by force or by the pressure of will, but by the context of circumstance...It slips in like a vital puzzle piece...

There are no guarantees of lasting permanence... just the promise of loving the moment...

a thin, wispy thread...

a thin, wispy thread never underestimate inner secret strength #vss365 #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 3 April 2025 at 07:45

a dark, jagged chunk...

a dark, jagged chunk from an old white out blizzard tormented my yesterdays but my #luggage now belongs to a worthy person #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 1 April 2025 at 21:11