— words 🌊 (@thewordsionary) May 6, 2026
Temora = Wiradjuri land. But a German first chose the site of Temora (although the town has a name of Irish derivation); another German laid out the township.
Friday, 8 May 2026
Thursday, 7 May 2026
orchard fragments...
orchard fragments bruised fruits rest in a spa of #moonbeams a lone fox drinks rain drops from old sleeping drones humanity is absent in this brave new world for now but new seeds spin new hope #vss365 #tanka #haiku
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 7 May 2026 at 13:49
orchard fragments
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 7, 2026
bruised fruits rest
in a spa of #moonbeams
a lone fox drinks rain drops
from old sleeping drones
humanity
is absent
in this brave new world
for now
but new seeds
spin
new hope#vss365 #tanka #haiku
Wednesday, 6 May 2026
faded and chipped...
faded and chipped but still my key to resilience my #dear old teacup may just outlive me #vss365 #tanka
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 6 May 2026 at 09:54
faded and chipped
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 5, 2026
but still my key to
resilience
my #dear old teacup
may just outlive me#vss365 #tanka
Tuesday, 5 May 2026
a hollow room...
a hollow room just a #phantom violin sighs softly as if some deep grief has found a voice #vss365 #tanka
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 5 May 2026 at 09:01
a hollow room
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 4, 2026
just a #phantom violin
sighs softly
as if some deep grief
has found a voice#vss365 #tanka
Monday, 4 May 2026
an ageing mirror...
an ageing mirror softens an ageing face accumulated dust on a mirror may represent an enigmatic form of long-term #affection #vss365 #haiku #tanka
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 4 May 2026 at 09:46
an ageing mirror
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 3, 2026
softens
an ageing face
accumulated dust
on a mirror
may represent
an enigmatic form of
long-term #affection#vss365 #haiku #tanka
Sunday, 3 May 2026
against my will...
against my will my poem scripts its own lines I meant to leash my #fury but my poem knows #vss365 #haiku
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 3 May 2026 at 09:51
against my will
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 2, 2026
my poem scripts
its own lines
I meant to leash
my #fury
but my poem knows#vss365 #haiku
Saturday, 2 May 2026
Happy Birthday Dad...
symbols
— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) May 2, 2026
of happiness
never fade
Happy Heavenly Birthday Dearest Dad
2nd May pic.twitter.com/72847i9gAo
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Big Ben of the mind loudly tolls for joy and fear #timed understanding #vss365 #haiku — Gemma Wiseman ( @gemma77.bsky.social ) 26 November...
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dense winter mist #consuming a rural town leaves a cloak of silence the magpie pauses his usual morning argument he cannot see his opponen...
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bouquets of street shade bunches of summer relief thanks to stalwart trees #haiku — Gemma Wiseman ( @gemma77.bsky.social ) 16 November 2025...