stirring but not stirred...

stirring
but not stirred
my poetic mojo#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 15, 2022

my poetic mojo...

PASSING THOUGHT: Somehow, my poetic mojo is no match for the current political scrum...😒

a wimpy bleat
some stormy realities
are too real#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 14, 2022

the voice...

the voice
listen closely to
the trees #haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 9, 2022

moody afternoon skies...

moody afternoon skies
emotions patched
in blues and greys#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 5, 2022

tin roof...

tin roof
hail consumes
the dance floor#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 4, 2022

a forest...

a forest
growing ideas
in the classroom#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 1, 2022

sunny weekend farewell...

sunny weekend farewell
to procrastinate
or motivate#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 27, 2022

imminent exile...

imminent exile
my daily trees
soon to be just photos #haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 27, 2022

breathing drizzled sunshine...

breathing drizzled sunshine
space to melt
the worry lines #haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 27, 2022

poetic licence...

poetic licence
I scramble for
factual scraps#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 14, 2022

Sunday colours...

Sunday colours
shining sun for
washing dark clothes#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 12, 2022

Sunday mists...

Sunday mists
what is unseen
is unknown#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 5, 2022

in the veggie patch...

in the veggie patch
a teacher tends
another classroom#haiku

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) March 4, 2022

when vines masquerade as trees...

A great impression of many tall trees. But being a small space, the vines don't invite the possible damage of trees there. Simply stunning.

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) February 19, 2022

I give you
a boutique dance of
lights and shadows#haiku https://t.co/vH86sHwzbu

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) February 19, 2022

vacant lot...

vacant lot
political fences
seem irrelevant#haiku

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) February 11, 2022

the fields are alive...

the fields are alive
with the pulse
of summer music#haiku

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) February 10, 2022

restless morning air...

restless
morning air
and a feather fell#haiku pic.twitter.com/TkRVf4gTlu

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) January 25, 2022

my poetry Sunday...

my poetry Sunday
sadly
is still sleeping#haiku #senryu

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) January 15, 2022

political and health pressures...

cruel storm
political and health pressures
clash#haiku #senryu pic.twitter.com/PtSnKreBZX

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) January 5, 2022

my poetic spirit...

abandoned
my poetic spirit
is still sleeping#senryu #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) January 4, 2022