a robot pauses...

a robot pauses #flinching at sparking circuits void of programmed whys perhaps even robots may suffer a semblance of human fear #vss365 #micropoem

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 15 September 2025 at 08:10

sloth style...

I will always admire the unassuming the usually docile sloth this climbing creature has mastered the art of living in slow-moving #style an admirable feat that can never be outdated #vss365 #micropoetry #poetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 14 September 2025 at 07:50

a wealth of books...

a wealth of books unworn some open on the floor but unread large, antique desk laden with busy papers scattered in antique, small cups a range of pens uncapped paint brushes unused a sense of #potential creative progress pervades the room but sabotaged trapped in time's cobwebs #vss365 #poetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 13 September 2025 at 09:15

when exhausted eyes close...

never fear when #exhausted eyes close possible dreams may, in fact, be possible healers soothing scars no pre-booked appointment required #vss365 #micropoetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 12 September 2025 at 08:29

a powerful storm of grief...

at first a powerful storm of grief is not #bearable there is only a yearning for silence deathly silence but slowly a little bird's song sung each morning teaches the ear to appreciate sweet music again #vss365 #micropoetry #poetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 11 September 2025 at 07:28

in a heartbeat...

in a heartbeat the sweet dissolved and my mouth tingled with exquisite joy that lingered too short a while so I kept the tiny rumpled #wrapper and tucked it in my jeans pocket a micro time capsule of sugared summers and sticky laughter #vss365 #micropoetry #poetry

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 10 September 2025 at 08:20

a hawk circled high above a rabbit...

A hawk circled high above a rabbit crouched in tall grass. To the hawk, #power was altitude and visionary diving. To the rabbit, #power was patient stillness and cover. Neither creature was powerless. Survival depended not on the strongest, but on how each wielded their skill and mindset. #vss365

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— Gemma Wiseman (@gemma77.bsky.social) 9 September 2025 at 08:49