we need elder 'states people'...

We, the global community - need elder 'states people' - 

like Stephen Fry, Jacinda Ardern, Barack Obama and David Attenborough...

Stephen Fry has the commanding presence of a patient seer calming his restless flock... https://t.co/k7YM1tkY2k

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) April 13, 2020

Remote schooling begins...

Remote school begins for me too...on Wednesday... Tomorrow is all about online meetings...I think I am prepared, but I've no idea how the journey will travel... So much scattered preparation over this break, but no idea if it is all going to work... Hope I sleep well tonight... https://t.co/emdBdKxTnD

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) April 13, 2020

floating colours...

I love this dreamscape...it could easily be my dream

... countryside...

fresh air...

space...

floating colours
nature basks in
a painter's joy#haiku #micropoetry https://t.co/eC81tPT3ru

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) April 13, 2020

old, empty rooms...

I relate in a strange way...These strange times seem to release old yearnings for new beauty...

old, empty rooms
but beauty grows
in free abandon#micropoetry https://t.co/xs456dTlzm

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) April 13, 2020

smiling cacti...

the cacti on my verandah seem to be smiling today in the midday sunlight...

magical sunlight
little cacti
polish their greens

pink robin...

My soul place is Tasmania...

even though I only lived in the north, in the Liffey area, for a couple of years...

(not far from Bob Brown's place at the time)...

But now, I feel a craving to return...who knows...

'The robin is the one
That speechless from her nest
Submits that home and certainty
And sanctity are best.' - Emily Dickinson
The poem refers to the red robin, but the lines capture beautifully the elusive, the private nature of the pink robin that I only saw once - in Tassie https://t.co/Mqwvc18GRE

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) April 13, 2020

Shaddie needs 'time out'...

Easter Monday morning...
and Shaddie needs some 'time out'...
even if it's a brief walk on the verandah railing...
And even though the light is a misty grey
I don't mind a breath or two of the world outside
before launching into some 'must do' chores...
cleaning out the cat litter box
washing my hair
and school programming...
but perhaps a little reading of 'World Without End' may slip in there somewhere...
just while my hair is drying...