just chilling...

just chilling
just being
how I am

📷2014 - Hastings - Mornington Peninsula pic.twitter.com/GZ9lKRorqh

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 8, 2024

when I am a poet...

when I am a poet
the rest of my days
will demand some painting time https://t.co/eVexotENmO

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 7, 2024

a diet that depends on the seasons...

imagine
a diet that depends on the seasons
no preparing
no baking
no cleaning up
just find the buffet
and indulge

dropped scraps permitted#micropoetry

📷 2020 - Dromana - Spring winds are not the only thieves of fragile spring blossoms... pic.twitter.com/yyON4UVK2E

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 6, 2024

left the gate open...

https://t.co/hZ1krRShn5 pic.twitter.com/44j6JXj2jy

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 6, 2024

coffee can be a hit in many ways...

Coffee can be quite a hit in the home...https://t.co/2FEKRopGUF pic.twitter.com/D2X53WJlMD

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 4, 2024

no fancy chair...

no fancy chair
but through the seasons
I'd sit here
mesmerised
enchanted
as the weather
and the seasons
rolled in
rolled out

*micropoetry

2020 - September - overlooking Dromana beach and Port Phillip Bay pic.twitter.com/vmNOF17tz7

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 3, 2024

Retirement on the horizon...

For some reason tonight, I decided to dig around my photo archives. I found this one. The previous day, I confirmed my retirement from secondary teaching. I felt the strangest sadness. Came into work the next day, + my desk had new residents. Staff took a last photo of me there. pic.twitter.com/KbWGdxnHzX

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Wiradjuri land (@AuraGem) September 3, 2024