for Sam Neill...13th to 16th July posts...

only yesterday I saw you on The Assembly playing a friendly game of questions and answers with autistic journalists only yesterday the movie star met youth and praised them for a quirky range of questions only yesterday he was smiling relaxed enjoying the moment and now your smile lives on Sam

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 July 2026 at 17:35

exile
anxiety
let yourself value
who you are
what you can be
the sky will be blue
and things will be fine https://t.co/EevJE9y3cs

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) July 15, 202

I feel like I'm part of the soil

dusk...

dusk an elderly couple relax on a porch watching the sun #sink slowly behind their wheat crop as usual they count not years but moments daily, precious moments that choose to remain #vss365 #micropoetry #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 April 2026 at 09:43

dusk
an elderly couple
relax on a porch
watching the sun#sink slowly behind
their wheat crop
as usual

they count
not years
but moments
daily, precious moments
that choose to remain#vss365 #micropoetry #tanka

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

when gushing, flowery words trash the limelight...

when gushing flowery words trash the limelight the humble haiku powers on the #bones of grammar meaty with meaning behold the haiku in action the #bones of life of landscape and soul are embalmed in haiku #vss365 #micropoetry #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 10 February 2026 at 13:43

when gushing
flowery words
trash the limelight
the humble haiku
powers on

the #bones of grammar
meaty with meaning
behold the haiku
in action

the #bones of life
of landscape and soul are
embalmed in haiku#vss365 #micropoetry #haiku

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

summer romping outside...

summer romping outside a prisoner huddled inside I fervently wish these daily, destructive winds would #veer far offshore #vss365 #haiku #micropoetry P.S. Day 5 now...I am over wind-strewn days

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 20 January 2026 at 07:28

summer
romping
outside

a prisoner
huddled
inside

I fervently wish
these daily, destructive winds
would #veer far offshore#vss365 #haiku #micropoetry

P.S. Day 5 now...I am over wind-strewn days

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) January 19, 2026

may we raise children...

be the ones 🕯️ pic.twitter.com/COmPqOJMCr

— Joseph Fasano (@Joseph_Fasano_) January 14, 2026

what if intimate haiku may help autistics...

New Year's Eve Thoughts what if intimate haiku may help autistics may help autistics express emotions could psychologists present sensitive haiku to autistic ones could psychologists let the autistic select connecting haiku to open a chat about the client's feelings without confusion

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 31 December 2025 at 17:13

the Christmas bustle...

A very happy Christmas to everyone!!! 🎄🎄🎄

📷Image taken at Portsea Hotel, Victoria 2011... pic.twitter.com/nfCx3XXBAG

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) December 24, 2025

the Christmas bustle and blare of children's over-excited voices can yield sensory clutter to decompress next day take a little time to step away and #shoot some ephemeral small thing a passing glimpse of Nature's gift and then a Christmas memory has a special seal #vss365 #micropoetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 25 December 2025 at 10:34

today is a thoughtul day...

today is a thoughtful day away from the Christmas bustle dreaming of Christmas past (just a few in particular) dreaming of walks by the bay and watching the waters ripple to shore but most of all just dreaming Christmas is not so lonely... 📷2015 Dromana beach

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 22 December 2025 at 11:02

I feel humble when I realise...

I feel #humble when I realise
that in this moment
in this heatwave moment
all I thirst for
all I need
and want
is the gift of rain#vss365 #micropoetry

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) December 20, 2025

I feel #humble when I realise that in this moment in this heatwave moment all I thirst for all I need and want is the gift of rain #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 21 December 2025 at 09:59

the deluxe version...

the #deluxe version of some hotel packages still amuses me gyms and spas massages heated pools in your own room a queen-size, canopied bed separate lounge and dining room a well-stocked library room service for your every wish I'm 86 needing help with my wheelchair Is that counted? #vss365

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 15 October 2025 at 09:02

the ocean...

the ocean a colourful wonderland of fishy worlds of hunters and victims but never underestimate freshwater worlds in South America the #piranhas of mighty teeth are mighty scavengers #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 October 2025 at 07:38

my conundrum trait...

my #conundrum trait my soul gathers storms and smiles and gives them a home I dine on tears and laughter I drink the pain of others some say I'm a kind healer of others but a rather clumsy healer of self #vss365 #micrpoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 1 October 2025 at 11:20

grey winds blow today...

grey winds blow today a sunless, sighing spring morning fraught with restless moods opportunities random weather surprises may seem negative but can be a special time to settle inner feelings #haiku #tanka #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 30 September 2025 at 10:09

a sonorous, insistent ringtone...

a #sonorous insistent ringtone shatters the velvet hush over a crowded funeral one mourner mutters surely the wells of grief deserve a flight mode of respect of a silent break from worldly demands #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 27 September 2025 at 13:42

the morning dateline...

the morning dateline where the shy crested feathers meet, greet together #haiku #micropoetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 24 September 2025 at 10:27

a crowded room...

a crowded room busy with endless chatter till a surprise pause a #rein of silence tightens lengthens its power of covert power #vss365 #micropoem

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 16 September 2025 at 11:25

a robot pauses...

a robot pauses #flinching at sparking circuits void of programmed whys perhaps even robots may suffer a semblance of human fear #vss365 #micropoem

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 15 September 2025 at 08:10

sloth style...

I will always admire the unassuming the usually docile sloth this climbing creature has mastered the art of living in slow-moving #style an admirable feat that can never be outdated #vss365 #micropoetry #poetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 September 2025 at 07:50

a wealth of books...

a wealth of books unworn some open on the floor but unread large, antique desk laden with busy papers scattered in antique, small cups a range of pens uncapped paint brushes unused a sense of #potential creative progress pervades the room but sabotaged trapped in time's cobwebs #vss365 #poetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 September 2025 at 09:15

when exhausted eyes close...

never fear when #exhausted eyes close possible dreams may, in fact, be possible healers soothing scars no pre-booked appointment required #vss365 #micropoetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 September 2025 at 08:29