this old skin of mine...

this old #skin of mine is bruised and mended by time crepe sleeps on my bones yet within, some younger self awaits some engaging spark #vss365 #tanka #poetry #blueskypoets

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 June 2025 at 11:39

a protest still brewed...

a protest still brewed tucked inside the steady eyes of a wayward child her #small hand found mine but I knew her mind was on fire #vss365 #tanka #poetry #blueskypoets

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 10 June 2025 at 08:57

a shy lantern glow...

a shy lantern glow flickers on a rusty door a #single shadow I fear doors open both ways to souls half-lost or half-found #vss365 #tanka #poetry #poetryonbluesky #blueskypoets

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 9 June 2025 at 11:46

at the pre-loved shop...

at the pre-loved shop an old photo sighed my name brown eyes seared my eyes #someone I once knew somewhere sometime in another life #vss365 #tanka #blueskypoets #poetry

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 7 June 2025 at 08:38

softly pages turn...

 

softly pages turn 

doorways and windows she knew 

in another time 

scents and vibes of her mother 

as she read to her children

narrow, calm strait...

a narrow, calm #strait erupts in wild, dark theatre when crosswinds collide #vss365 #haiku #blueskypoets

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 4 June 2025 at 19:18

a pale, fragile dawn...

a pale, fragile dawn a #splinter of colours wedged in storm-burdened clouds #vss365 #haiku #poetry #blueskypoets

— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 3 June 2025 at 20:01