Notre Dame's organ...

Notre Dame's organ now fills an old sacred space with welcome #velveteen sounds so tantalising so missed for so long #vss365 #tanka *Notre Dame was re-opened 7th December 2024.

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 30 March 2025 at 21:08

time's a fragile thread...

time's a fragile thread weaving a flimsy, pale veil a veil of #gossamer thoughts soft and jagged memories in wheeling motion #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 29 March 2025 at 20:24

a garden's secret...

a garden's secret a stray, wild, sage #mignonette undisputed mistress of elusive tastes and glazed scents catnip for dreamers #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 28 March 2025 at 20:50

a steamy affair...

a steamy affair twirled in a passionate spin a ladle lures the noodles to #canoodle in sync to entwine with grace #vss365 #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 27 March 2025 at 21:07

how's and who's and why's...

how's and who's and why's my #insatiable wonder propels my lifestyle #vss365 #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 26 March 2025 at 20:30

the poet in me...

the poet in me confronting tempest's beauty #inspiration strikes #vss365 #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 25 March 2025 at 18:04

The poet in me constantly seeks to eke out the poetry even in unexpected subjects...

Nature's rage may spark fear, but also spins us into an awareness that only her power has beauty that demands respect.  She will not allow any form of human power over-ride her right to command. Sometimes, humanity needs to learn that lesson the hard way when Mother Nature lashes out with a return serve: when she feels threatened with human disrespect.

autumn wind's passion...

autumn wind's #passion revelling in bending trees and gifting dying leaves the fleeting joy of a dervish dance #tanka #vss365 #poetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 23 March 2025 at 17:43

Autumn trees dressed in autumn leaves seem ready for an autumn ball featuring wild colour...before time chimes the moment when those same leaves must return as the Cinderella of earth...And their trees sleep in long dreams...