Friday, 6 December 2024

an arc of coastal waterfalls...


an arc of coastal waterfalls

shimmering white threads of water
slip over algae-riddled rock

just a brief fall to a churning bed of foam
and bulbous rocky interface
invaded by the multiple antics of
coastal interference

no surfing
no boating here
just a reminder
of the power and changing moods of Nature

fascinating, dangerous beauty maybe

however, for me
it was also
a fleeting reminder of what could have been
another kind of coastal interference
some years ago
on this far far south land
so far from northern tensions
that our involvement must be impossible

nevertheless
someone thought it important to instal
barbed wire
along the cliff top
overlooking a smoother beach 

not so very far away

only recently I noted

the barbed wire was still there 
 

There is little visible, obvious escape from the intimidator...

Old cannon outside Hastings Historical Society, Victoria...


There is little visible, obvious escape from
the intimidator
the bully with
the loud voice and
aggressive actions

the entitled one
who expects obeyance

in short
the one who represents
the uncivilised shame of humanity
in the guise of intelligence
and obvious superiority

in short
the one skilled
in lies
betrayals and 
promises
personal wins
personal glory
and a personal avalanche of money
are all that matters
to this one

when this one's demands can't or won't be met
war
to be or not to be 
is not the only question


as for you
the receiver of someone's else's strength
without even asking for it
you ride the new currents
the new surfs
the rips
possibly alone

waiting
somewhat preparedly
for the next surprise

and so you face a personal question
which involves
your own
personal peace

how to keep your peace alive
within

your peace that is you 

Thursday, 5 December 2024

there are times...

there are times when I keep writing 
and writing 
and writing
I have no sound reason why
other than it is addictive
a necessary vitamin for my health that can't be bought
only practised...

in short, it seems to be a natural past time...

just a word on the news
a morning view from my window
a thought of a friend
sparks the daily writing flurry

even the ragged post of old Balnarring pier
inspires me to revisit memories
recycle thoughts

and simply

keep writing

coastal cliff face...

coastal cliff face a visual diary of Nature's travels #haiku #haikucommunity #poetrycommunity

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 5 December 2024 at 06:39

Tuesday, 3 December 2024

citizen of poetic worlds...

I hearby declare that my song will try to keep all past and present song lines eternally alive Signed: A #Citizen of Poetic Worlds #tanka #vss365

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 3 December 2024 at 23:17