reminiscing...more water round rocks...

Today's reminiscing...
Still on a water kick...
Love the spill of water over a rocky coast...
There is a bridal aura about it...

📷April, 2019 - View from the cliff at Flinders... pic.twitter.com/E0f71T6OxR

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

reminiscing...on or around rocks...

Reminiscing for today...
I love the action of water on or around rocks...

📷April, 2019...Flinders clifftop view pic.twitter.com/BVpqIcl853

— 🇺🇦🌻Gemma Wiseman-on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) April 2, 2022

dutiful waves...

dutiful waves
wind-whipped into
a winter frenzy#HaikuSaturday #haiku

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) November 13, 2021

more dancing waves...

Waves at Dromana beach love to dance in so many ways... pic.twitter.com/3IaZLdIsMp

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) November 6, 2021

waves dancing...

Never tire of watching waves dance at Dromana beach... pic.twitter.com/ic8zu1Uh9B

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) November 6, 2021

wind-whipped waves of psychotic screams...

PASSING THOUGHT: Today, keeping wind-whipped waves of psychotic 'screams' from eroding my 'beach' is a skill I never thought I would need to develop...
But I am working on it...
I must keep working on it... pic.twitter.com/ovWxgyFR9f

— Gemma Wiseman - on Bunurong land, Kulin Nation (@AuraGem) September 21, 2021

"Protesters marched to the top of the West Gate Bridge this afternoon, where they started a singalong to Daryl Braithwaite’s “Horses”. This doesn’t sound like typical behaviour for unionists; more like that of a group of idiots on ivermectin." https://t.co/NjN4FsebBZ

— Isabel M (@mumzeda) September 21, 2021

It makes we want to educate people on who writes fricking songs! Rickie Lee Jones wrote The Horses for her daughter. This is not Daryls song.

— 𝕃𝕒𝕕𝕪𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕕𝕦𝕤𝕥 💉💉☮️ (@ladystardust64) September 21, 2021

The West Gate Bridge was the scene of a catastrophic workplace tragedy. No union member would hold a celebration there, it is dancing on the graves of the dead.

— 🕯 Hadda Gutfull (@platypusadmirer) September 21, 2021

My friend was on the Westgate today, returning from visiting her dying mother. Had possibly just seen her mum for the last time.
She was stuck on the bridge because of protesters.
A woman alone. Petrified
Especially when she saw them drag a man out of his car.

— Jo Hirst (@thegenderfairy1) September 21, 2021

wild bay...

Wow was Port Phillip Bay a wild one this morning...I took a brief wander there, and could barely keep my camera steady (rumbunctious winds at play) for photos... You were right @danziffer. pic.twitter.com/S3C7yAI3Tj

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) October 1, 2020

afternoon army of waves...

afternoon army of waves
chipped with running froth
bay waters succumb to
the wintry will of
spring winds #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) September 26, 2020

bursting white peaks...

bursting white peaks and
restless blue valleys
waves
hustle and jostle in
the morning winds #tanka

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) September 21, 2020

waves getting on with life...

Early Saturday morning - a 'brief-as-possible' Dromana Hub supermarket visit, followed by a too-brief connection with the sea in Dromana... The waves seem to be happily getting on with life... pic.twitter.com/ZbNWpaBC4I

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) September 5, 2020

may the sands comfort your feet...

May the sands comfort your feet
May the waves sing you a dream
A dream of hope...@DanielAndrewsMP @CathLAndrews
Rest...sleep Melbourne...
We WILL be OK... pic.twitter.com/15c4OCpGAa

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) August 2, 2020

revelling waves...

The waves at Dromana this morning seemed to be thoroughly enjoying having the beach to themselves...
I took this image from the foreshore track... pic.twitter.com/OgYhP2yENM

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) August 1, 2020

trembling, crushed ice...

trembling
crushed ice
winter waves
drive
a cold spirit #tanka

Image: Waves rolling in to Dromana beach this morning pic.twitter.com/mwSDaNqfuB

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 25, 2020

waves at play...

Waves at play never cease to fascinate me...These waves were at Dromana beach on the last day of May this year... pic.twitter.com/EcenHceIDB

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

In this lockdown time...I am fortunate that Dromana beach is just across the road from the small Dromana Hub shopping centre...A trip to the beach is my reward after the dreaded grocery shopping...

rhythmic bands...

rhythmic bands
of frothy foam
a retinue of
cymbals and drums
compete #tanka https://t.co/IA7pJbEvKm

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) June 13, 2020

it could be...

it could be
a painting
but it's just
the sea
doing its thing #tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo pic.twitter.com/daX3UtUFjv

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 31, 2020

I will never tire of watching the art of the sea unfold...These are waves tumbling into Dromana beach this morning...

ripples...

streams of ripples
sculpt the waters into
wavy locks#haiku https://t.co/xeQehsVkTO

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 27, 2020

Love me some water - so many moods...so many works of art...

layered waves...

shining tumble of
layered waves
along the shoreline
luminous sundae
for the heated soul#BraveWrite luminous #tanka #MayTanka #NatankaMo #5lines pic.twitter.com/lLSKHr31WR

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 20, 2020

Yes...I am totally addicted to watching and feeling the moods and motions of the waves, of the sea...

spirit of waves...

there is something about
the spirit of waves
that seems to resolve
every savage crisis
heal every broken heart#tanka #NatTankaMo #MayTanka #5lines pic.twitter.com/CIiVhxQpos

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 17, 2020