his old tin #shed sways drunk on endless winds and rains yet my note's still there faded, stamped with muddy boots and my one anxious word - wait #vss365 #tanka #poetry #blueskypoets
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 June 2025 at 11:59
Saturday, 14 June 2025
his old tin shed sways...
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