Mr Gally...

PASSING THOUGHT - Odd flashback...I was a very shy child. My world was my books, my Little Nipper radio and my imaginary friend...Mr Gally. No idea where I picked up the name. It was some years later... My younger brother started high school. His English teacher was...Mr Gally.

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020

year of rubber rings...

it's the year
of rubber rings
on a roll#haiku (with many apologies)

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020

in praise of a Pigorian Chant moment...

behind the news
of more
government mayhem
I feel the call of
a little night music#tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo #5lines pic.twitter.com/HOe4PGcA7q

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020

This particular CD is not only musical, but appeals to my need for an urgent sense of humour when under stress or frustration...

And the accompanying storybook begins...

Snuggled in an overgrown valley outside an obscure town in a remote corner of an insignificant country on a forgotten continent is the non-existent farmstead of Snouto Domoinko de Silo...

And continues...

The origins of Pigchant are obscure, but scholars tell us that it dates back to before the time of Caesar Hogustus. The world has all but forgotten this, our oldest music. Yet in their ancient and echoing stone grange, the murmuring Domoinkan Pigs still calmly contemplate the Meaning of Things in their well-worn mystical and quasi-musical way.

The 9 page story, before the lyrics of the chants begin, is signed by

S.K.Boynton, Py.G
Ad Hog Historian

a cottage???...

if there be such a thing as a grand cottage... https://t.co/guHhuUHLfX

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020

Sebastian Piton has created houses straight out of fairy tales. Strengthened by his family heritage and experience, during his studies he was charmed by Antonio Gaudi’s softened roof curves, balconies and fantastic fireplaces.

softly furled petal...

a softly furled petal
damp and alone
struck down
by running winds and
whirling rains
a meagre hint
of belonging to
some larger beauty
somewhere#HintFiction (25 words or less) meagre #poetry #micropoetry pic.twitter.com/TUPvNkVyf5

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020

Only small...but there is such a sad beauty in a petal felled by wind and rain...

Macbeths...

ambition
superstition and
murder
some Macbeths dive
into a queer spin#vss365 queer #tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo #5lines pic.twitter.com/5YwyOma8SZ

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020

Macbeth  - a saga of presumed power and the sharp karma that comes to those who presume and assume too much...Macbeth could be anyone who is tempted by the sweet allure of glory...and then resorts to extremes, desperately trying to hang on to and own what one can only call 'fool's gold'...

wreck...

'There was no wreck', some boldly say. But fearful survivors know differently.
#Storyin12 wreck pic.twitter.com/HmO0RTOBgV

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 21, 2020

This old boat offshore from Rosebud only seems to be really enjoyed by many birds...

surreal...

driveway
soaked with rain
and street light
the real of daylight turns
surreal#tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo #5lines pic.twitter.com/88Iho6H47l

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 21, 2020

star dreaming...

star dreaming
a leap of faith
and love
earth to night-sky
songlines#tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo #5lines https://t.co/FszMbvADiZ

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 21, 2020

stillness...

stillness
blessed
with pastel skies
waters rest
in silver whispers#vss365 silver #tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo #5lines pic.twitter.com/oFiFWfGOFi

— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 21, 2020

My peninsula offers so many moods of so many waters...I love the feel of them...