Gemma Wiseman
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Gemma Wiseman
@gemma77.bsky.social
Retired HS teacher,(urban areas), now loving my daily rural whirl in the creative life of writing - mainly haiku and tanka. I'm also developing a love of sketching and painting plus being involved in community creative projects. Life's great for the soul.
I am so honoured
I am the best Christmas bug
top Christmas #beetle

#vss365 #haiku
October 15, 2025 at 9:48 PM
in pollen season
a customised #raincoat needs
to be invented

#vss365 #haiku
October 11, 2025 at 9:50 PM
I am quite certain
my mojo is feeling limp
sleeping in limbo

I am quite certain
my #verve has gone walkabout
somewhere anywhere

I am quite certain
until my mojo and #verve
resume partnership
my writings will be scratchings
a tally of time on wood

#vss365 #haiku #tanka
October 11, 2025 at 12:15 AM
museum of words
16th century mores
doth include insults
a knave and a #libertine
were far from socially cool

#vss365 #tanka
October 9, 2025 at 10:38 PM
Here is the first advert for my exhibition...
October 6, 2025 at 12:54 AM
the #pulp of grim lives
acts as invisible traps
feeding on the mind

melancholic dusk
a time when the sky's bruised fruit
leaks the wine of wines
inviting the troubled mind
to reach for wisdom's colours

#vss365 #haiku #tanka
October 3, 2025 at 10:49 PM
when springtime appears
and seems to drive the hope wagon
far from discontent
my #oasis can only
be unladen with pollen

#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry
October 2, 2025 at 11:30 PM
my fav lunch time haunt
the menu offers salads
but cake's a magnet
my #caprice grins knowingly
my wisdom will chat later

#vss365 #tanka
September 26, 2025 at 2:39 AM
freedom and freewill
desirable life choices
not always in reach
life's #eventuality
may toll a lone, tragic bell

#vss365 #tanka
September 25, 2025 at 2:14 AM
freedom and freewill
desirable life choices
not always in reach
life's #eventuality
may toll a lone, tragic bell

#vss356 #tanka
September 25, 2025 at 12:41 AM
my #bellwether sign
I'm a puppet who needs
strings and a mojo

#vss365 #haiku #micropoetry
September 24, 2025 at 1:27 AM
the morning dateline
where the shy crested feathers
meet, greet together

#haiku #micropoetry
September 24, 2025 at 12:27 AM
silent dusty books
#conspire to staunchly protect
forgotten voices
they stand shoulder to shoulder
waiting for 'The One' to come

#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry
September 17, 2025 at 12:26 AM
a crowded room
busy with endless chatter
till a surprise pause
a #rein of silence tightens
lengthens
its power of covert power

#vss365 #micropoem
September 16, 2025 at 1:25 AM
a robot pauses
#flinching at sparking circuits
void of programmed whys
perhaps even robots
may suffer a semblance of
human fear

#vss365 #micropoem
September 14, 2025 at 10:10 PM
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
September 13, 2025 at 9:50 PM
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
September 12, 2025 at 11:15 PM
never fear
when #exhausted eyes close
possible dreams
may, in fact, be
possible healers
soothing scars
no pre-booked appointment
required

#vss365 #micropoetry
September 11, 2025 at 10:29 PM
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
September 10, 2025 at 9:28 PM
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
September 9, 2025 at 10:20 PM
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
September 8, 2025 at 10:49 PM
Welcome to the beautiful writing world living in Blue Sky.
I too have packed my writing tools and moved on from Twitter.
September 8, 2025 at 10:10 PM
Overnight, on a crowded city street corner, a #doorway with rippling mirrors appeared. Curious, some people entered, only to find versions of themselves arguing about past choices.
Some emerged wiser, others shattered.

mirror of questions
multiple selves weighing up
multiple past truths

#vss365
September 7, 2025 at 10:24 PM
daredevil magpies
ride the morning gutsy winds
rarely pause for breath
but when they stop on street wires
it seems, by #chance, they're lovers

#vss365 #tanka #micropoetry #writingcommunity #poetry
September 6, 2025 at 10:35 PM
yellowed #article
but claims of what was once truth
are still readable
for now, new truths outshine those
archived curiosities

#vss365 #tanka #writingcommunity
P.S. I had in mind the ongoing truths of why the Titanic sank...
September 6, 2025 at 12:23 AM