diseased memories locked beneath a stout trapdoor my black #rabbit-hole #vss365 #haiku
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 19 January 2025 at 12:44
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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.
Sunday, 19 January 2025
diseased memories...
Saturday, 18 January 2025
a cloak for 'no go' Sunday...
today is my 'no go' Sunday my precious day of blissfully drifting from nothing much to nothing at all today is verified by cantankerous winds tantrums that never seem exhausted so I advise myself to stay inside don my #cloak of many dreams and many philosophies and just play #vss365
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 18 January 2025 at 10:55
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Friday, 17 January 2025
the labyrinth and the fool...
in this #labyrinth of tunnels passageways alleys tracks streets highways (our #labyrinth of living for short) there may be times when we are a #fool of quiet wit or assume the role of the court jester and even the clown whatever your weather or season call it life and move on #vss365 #poetry
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 17 January 2025 at 10:32
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Wednesday, 15 January 2025
tiger lilies...
a summer garden audacious tiger-pink lilies pierce the pale wilting #silence of drought-infested greens #vss365 #tanka #poetsofbluesky
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 15 January 2025 at 10:37
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Tuesday, 14 January 2025
the ice of your stare...
the #ice of your stare the #ice buried in your hands the #ice on your parted lips now mirror forever the #ice in your heart #vss365 #tanka
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 January 2025 at 12:56
Monday, 13 January 2025
stormy grey spectrum...
stormy grey spectrum and spitfires of vicious rain #dust the coastal view hail the projectile birth of brassy sound and natural laser light unscheduled the darkness of night returns to take a bow #vss365
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 January 2025 at 07:53
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Sunday, 12 January 2025
my Sunday peace...
my Sunday #peace a 'whenever' waking is desirable domestics and emails and supermarket needs are strictly on hold I may paint or read I may simply dream in my own little garden #dailyhaikuprompt #micropoetry #poetsonbluesky
— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 January 2025 at 12:59
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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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'Without tradition we'd be lost. Without innovation we'd be bored.' - Adam Liaw - 'The Cook Up' - SBS 29.8.25 ...
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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...