a flash-mob silence...

a flash mob silence stretched around our fragile moods we split like peeled citrus flesh #segmentation lines still sweet but not whole #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 19 April 2025 at 08:05

nebulae breathing...

nebulae breathing ancient dust from dying stars under cosmic #pressure to keep time an endless gift and become again #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 18 April 2025 at 09:18

morning magpie sings...

morning magpie sings for his usual breakfast a keen #customer of crumbs on the windowsill and kitchen window gossip #vss365 #tanka #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 18 April 2025 at 08:49

an old soldier sits...

an old soldier sits counting medals counting ghosts his war did not #end it just changed its uniform to tattered memory #vss365 #micropoetry #poetry #poetsonbluesky

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 April 2025 at 19:39

in the night silence...

in the night silence an origami crane unfolded and buoyed by cosmic energy soared to the stars gathering whispers from the universe next morning tucked into a new baby's tiny fist a mum found a tiny note keep dreaming your #dream we're listening #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 April 2025 at 10:47

For so long, my writing seems to reflect the many voices within me...blurring together...

Suddenly, I feel different...my new location of Temora...albeit I have been here for a couple of years now; finding my arty tribe and special connections with some beautiful people here... have all contributed to this new me...

Then there is the beautiful world of Victoria Beata's glen...a magical world...

I think my trend, for now, is mainly magic...sharing magic...a healthy salve for a troubled world, a troubled mind...

The image above I created using AI - Grok 3 

something to rock your senses...

Something to rock your senses - courtesy of a bucket....https://t.co/GXpdEbWo3P

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) April 11, 2025

again the mayor lied...

again the mayor lied again a cacophony of cockatoo shrieks bagpipes whining and the endless #noise of barking dogs exploded from the statue again the statue winked and lips mimed 'the time will come' #vss365 #micropoetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 April 2025 at 10:37