questions recycle failing to find a brother till recent sad news not here now but here his #unmissable presence will always haunt me #vss365 #haiku #micropoetry
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 January 2026 at 10:36
questions recycle
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) January 10, 2026
failing to find a brother
till recent sad news
not here now but here
his #unmissable presence
will always haunt me#vss365 #haiku #micropoetry
dusty news arrives twenty years of silence finally broken he travelled around his final #delivery voiced by a stranger #vss365 #haiku #micropoetry
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 10 January 2026 at 09:44
dusty news arrives
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) January 9, 2026
twenty years of silence
finally broken
he travelled around
his final #delivery
voiced by a stranger#vss365 #haiku #micropoetry
the silks of special wines soothe the storms the sighs of the soul #tanka
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 1 December 2024 at 10:48
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a junky pile of stones isolated and ruined shapes begging for their story to be remembered #tanka
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 22 November 2024 at 07:34
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One of those unplanned days where you do a slow dance in warm, gentle breezes.
Outside in the company of Lilly and Bramble...sleeping their sleep...
Valentina works the needle of her industrial sewing machine in her special large shed of tables and fabrics...
The ongoing hum and buzz of the machine is actually quite soothing, comforting...
My son Scott is embroiled in secret men's business...in his shed...on the opposite side of the backyard...
I am somewhere in the middle at a wooden table on a wooden chair under a shady verandah awning...trying to avoid attracting summer flies...and trying to let the creative thoughts flow unimpeded and without judgemental question...
I think Sandy has found the real Waiting for Godot tree... https://t.co/2TWi0586py
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 9, 2022
