in humble caves...

in humble caves before the birth of words storytellers trace #lunar cycles on cave walls glass domed voiceless city as data hums each morning earth rises #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 27 April 2026 at 10:25

in humble caves
before the birth of words
storytellers
trace #lunar cycles
on cave walls

glass domed
voiceless city
as data hums
each morning
earth rises#vss365 #tanka pic.twitter.com/NJCsyljqxO

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 27, 2026

drones...human drones...

drones human drones film the moon's surface on return each astronaut chooses to #ink the memory as a tattoo #vss365 #haiku #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 8 April 2026 at 07:37

drones
human drones
film the moon's surface

on return
each astronaut
chooses
to #ink the memory
as a tattoo#vss365 #haiku #tanka

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 7, 2026

magic moonlight threads...

magic moonlight threads weave dark oceans to dark skies no vanishing point seamless silhouettes #indivisibility #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 22 March 2025 at 22:50

The above photo was taken in 2015.

It is a view of Port Phillip Bay by night as from my home part way up Arthurs Seat.

It fascinates me how all sense of horizon and vanishing point visible by day simply becomes invisible.

The world becomes a sea of silhouettes.

Strangely, I find such a scene soothing for weary eyes.

 

a small circle of light...

a small circle of light
in a larger
dark landscape
commands the stage
the moment#tanka

📷2022 - August - Temora pic.twitter.com/XEaJLrksHm

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) August 12, 2024

be still...

be still
let a rare moment
enchant your day#haikuchallenge

📷Early April morning in Dromana, 2009 pic.twitter.com/lFet2ZndBN

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) March 29, 2024

sonata...

sonata
wistful song of a tree
by moonlight

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) December 23, 2022

by the light of the moon...

night colours

shifting palette of shapes

by moonlight

when the spirits

of time 

wander

searching for truths

by the light of the moon

when the spirits of time

walk on

by the light of the moon

dark side of the moon...

That's a great summary of my feelings yesterday...a strange, mottled place...
But today, the dreams are finding their wings again...no awkward memories to blight them... https://t.co/tkKhdleUUn

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) June 25, 2022

winter Temora moon...

The enigmatic, sweet melancholy of a winter moon in Temora tonight... pic.twitter.com/PTQ88VkaOI

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) June 14, 2022

Temora moon last night...

The moon in Temora's sky last night was simply beautiful...

It seemed to be a fitting close to a magical day...

Just when I feel that my life is still a little confused and unclear,

there seem to be surprise, encouragement 'gifts'...

from family, neighbours, Temora townsfolk 

and, of course, Mother Nature herself...