the glory of wings
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) March 17, 2024
a magical ballet of
flight and balance#haiku
📷 March 2008 - cockatoo playing round my backyard flagpole in Dromana, Mornington Peninsula pic.twitter.com/Ul4FS5B9rL
Sunday, 17 March 2024
the glory of wings...
Saturday, 17 February 2024
pounding afternoon rain...
pounding afternoon rain
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) February 17, 2024
a summer morning's post-mortem
received with thanks#haiku #micropoetry
📷My Dromana verandah... pic.twitter.com/dT4ub71InZ
they say we should be enemies...
Here is a post worth a long long scroll...
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) February 17, 2024
Move on from the initial post and keep moving...
If you have wondered where your spirit, your soul has been lately, you may just find it... https://t.co/9uyP9Oeplm
Monday, 1 January 2024
Strathalbyn on New Year's Day
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...
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