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ffaelan.bsky.social
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@ffaelan.bsky.social
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NE based fine art photographer, looking for Paths to follow and Periphery I might have missed. 🏳️‍🌈 🚫ai All real 📷 Daily posts

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"A memory lost.
A tear forms,"~Paul Barratt(poem in alt)

#DallyDahlia #Macro
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Macro photo of a pink dahlia flower petal with drops of dew balanced on the edge. Poem by Paul Barratt called "Fading" A memory lost. A tear forms, But I'm not sad. Sad of the loss Of time of limbo. Do I or I don't remember? The meaning, the loss. What meaning? What loss? Of the meaning of the memory, What tear?
November 20, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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"I can't go back to yesterday
I was a different person back then
It doesn't matter which path I take
I will take it to the end."~Leanna Page Markgraf(poem in alt)

#RoseWednesday #CMBG #SmArtist
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #FlowersOnBlueSky
Just a small pink rose, softly glowing in the light, yearning for the summer to return. "Mad As A Hatter" by Leanna Page Markgraf Have I gone crazy? Have I gone mad? Chasing dreams and rabbits Looking for what we had. I can't go back to yesterday I was a different person back then It doesn't matter which path I take I will take it to the end. Slumber through chaos wake in silence How can I be lost in my own head? I will stop to smell the roses as I paint them all red. Why is a raven like a writing desk? There's impossible things I'll never understand. You must believe in magic To truly appreciate Wonderland. I must be as mad as a hatter To keep falling through rabbit holes. Not all who wander are lost we just have curious souls.
November 19, 2025 at 1:38 PM
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"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)~#SylviaPlath(poem in alt)

#DailyDahlia #poetry
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky
A macro photo of a peach colored dahlia flower. The morning dew glitters in the sun like diamonds on a crown. Mad Girl's Love Song By Sylvia Plath "I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"
November 18, 2025 at 1:14 PM
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"Loss it seems, is the worst kind of sorrow
Loss of dreams, the dreams of tomorrow"~Michael Ernst(Poem in alt)

#ClassicMono #Dailydahlia
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flower #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Black and white macro photo of a dalia flower. The morning dew sparkles like diamonds in the sun of the morning. Accompanied by a stanza from this poem by Michael Ernst called "Loss of..." Loss it seems, is the worst kind of sorrow Loss of dreams, the dreams of tomorrow Loss of the moments you two should have shared Loss of opportunities to show her you cared Loss of the memories you both could have created Loss of the romance once intense as you dated Loss of a kiss, caress, or embrace Loss of that special feeling no one else can replace Loss of a look, the twinkle in her eye Loss of the touch as you pass each other by Loss of a future, from a past of regret Loss of a last chance, how many do you get Loss of a promise you never meant to break Loss of two hearts that forever will ache
November 17, 2025 at 2:12 PM
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"Bereft I was—of what I knew not
Too young that any should suspect"~Emily Dickinson (Poem in alt)

#Stunday #marigold
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A golden marigold flower shines in the morning sun. Mourning the loss of summer, it readies itself for the long sleep. Poem by Emily Dickinson titled "A Loss Of Something Ever Felt I" A loss of something ever felt I— The first that I could recollect Bereft I was—of what I knew not Too young that any should suspect A Mourner walked among the children I notwithstanding went about As one bemoaning a Dominion Itself the only Prince cast out— Elder, Today, a session wiser And fainter, too, as Wiseness is— I find myself still softly searching For my Delinguent Palaces— And a Suspicion, like a Finger Touches my Forehead now and then That I am looking oppositely For the site of the Kingdom of Heaven—
November 16, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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The #Bright morning sun illuminates the morning dew on this #BlueSkyArtShow #DailyDahlia at the #CMBG

#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
The bright morning sun illuminates the morning dew on this peach colored dahlia flower. Reflections of the petals can be seen in some of the drops.
November 15, 2025 at 1:35 PM
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"Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!"~#WilliamBlake (Poem in alt)

#Sunflower #ClassicMono #Infrared
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Infrared black and white photo of a sunflower. Seeing nature's patterns up close never ceases to amaze me. Accompanied by a poem by William Blake called "Ah Sunflower" Ah Sunflower, weary of time, Who countest the steps of the sun; Seeking after that sweet golden clime Where the traveller's journey is done; Where the Youth pined away with desire, And the pale virgin shrouded in snow, Arise from their graves, and aspire Where my Sunflower wishes to go!
November 14, 2025 at 1:45 PM
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As autumn comes to a close, the Atlantic Ocean begins its cold insulation of the shores of Mackworth Island, Maine.

#Autumn #forest meets #Ocean #art #Photography #Photographer #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #PhotographersOfBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A landscape photo of the Atlantic Ocean meeting up with Mackworth Island in Casco Bay, north of Portland, Maine. The autumn leaves fall on the shore and are swept away by the tides.
November 13, 2025 at 2:00 PM
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November 13, 2025 at 1:15 PM
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"There's no sound
But the engines drone
Our minds set free
To roam"~Deftones(Rosemary)

#RoseWednesday #ClassicMono
#BlackAndWhite #Rose #tea
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Fuzzy macro black and white photo of a rose. The sun illuminates its petals from above, casting shadows on the petals from the inside out. Has a section of lyrics from The Deftones' "Rosemary" "There's no sound But the engines drone Our minds set free To roam"
November 12, 2025 at 12:49 PM
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"Sometimes the smallest gesture can hold the whole world up."~Ff

#RockinTuesday #art #Photography #Photographer #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #PhotographersOfBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Shots of a rock wall. A small stone holds a whole pile up. Showing that even small things can accomplish great feats.
November 11, 2025 at 1:33 PM
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"There is no pain, you are receding
A distant ship smoke on the horizon
You are only coming through in waves" ~Pink Floyd

#DailyDahlia #CMBG
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A glowing pink Dahlia stares off into the distance. As if contemplating the horizon, it appears to be pondering. With lyrics from Pink Floyd's "Comfortably Numb" "There is no pain, you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves."
November 10, 2025 at 2:00 PM
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"Lend your flame to the spirit, glowing gloom; Sighing the head rises into midnight,~Georg Trakl(poem in alt)

#DailyDahlia #CMBG #Morningstar
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A dahlia flower faces the morning sun like the lightbringer standing up for freedom. The Morningstar Accompanied by the poem called "To Lucifer" Lend your flame to the spirit, glowing gloom; Sighing the head rises into midnight, At the greening spring hill; where before A gentle lamb bled, endured the deepest Pain; but the dark one follows the shadow Of evil, or he lifts the moist wings To the golden disk of the sun and a sound of bells Convulses his pain-torn breast, Wild hope; the sinisterness of flaming fall. by: Georg Trakl
November 9, 2025 at 1:04 PM
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"for into your world, I shall not go,
only to wilt and have no soul.
Whisper you love, and let that whisper"~Ronald S (Poem in ALT)

#Coneflower #WabiSabi
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #SmArtist
A coneflower after a season of pollenators and the public. Wilted and shedding its petals. It looks tired. But it is present. With a poem called Wildflower Today in the meadow, I saw you as you were picking wildflowers. Your beauty I saw as you knelt and gave me a gentle touch. Your kiss was as cool as the summer rains, your warmth I felt as you placed me at your breast, warmth as if the morning sun. Here in the meadow, from the soil of the earth, I must remain, for into your world, I shall not go, only to wilt and have no soul. Whisper you love, and let that whisper lay on my petals. With this, I shall endure and return to see your beauty and feel your gentleness once more. by: Ronald Strickland
November 8, 2025 at 1:40 PM
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Wabi Sabi Coneflower in Autumn. Even though it's wilting, it keeps being beautiful.

#Coneflower #WabiSabi
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky
A wilting orange coneflower late in the summer, showing that it can still shine with the Autumn crowd. The morning sun casts a hard shadow across its center.
November 7, 2025 at 1:55 PM
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From sun to sun
"I will run
With great energy and elan,
I have a secret plan
Known to none"~ANJANDEV ROY (Poem in Alt)

#Marigold #YellowThu #Poetry
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A yellow mrigaold stares staright at my lens. Like looking into the sun. Seeing secrets only the shy knows. Included poem From sun to Sun From sun to sun I will run With great energy and elan, I have a secret plan Known to none, But in the farthest land I will meet a caravan, There I will find a true and perfect companion, He will surely know my plan. By: ANJANDEV ROY
November 6, 2025 at 2:09 PM
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"true most beautiful
only one day to enjoy
the firm wind took her"~Sylvia Frances Chan

#RoseWednesday
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Full framed rose in the morning. Pink and perfect. Accompanined by a haiku by Sylvia Frances Chan true most beautiful only one day to enjoy the firm wind took her
November 5, 2025 at 1:31 PM
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"And the flowers that they never sent
And wasn't she easy?
Isn't she pretty in pink?"~Psychedelic Furs(Pretty in Pink)

#DailyDahlia
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A pink Dahlia flower showing off its morning looks. Accompanied by lyrics from the Psychedelic Furs "Pretty in Pink" "And the flowers that they never sent And wasn't she easy? Isn't she pretty in pink?"
November 4, 2025 at 1:20 PM
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"In your eyes, the light, the heat
In your eyes, I am complete
In your eyes, I see the doorway"
~Peter Gabriel (In Your Eyes)

#DailyDahlia #Macro
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky
Macro shot of the center of a white dahlia with lavender tipped petals. A golden glow comes from behind its center. Accompanied by a section of lyrics from Peter Gabriels In Your Eyes In your eyes, the light, the heat In your eyes, I am complete In your eyes, I see the doorway
November 3, 2025 at 2:03 PM
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"World is moving backwards
Bound to death are us all
This wheel never stops
All is chaos in cosmos"~Siddharth Shah

#CosmosFlower #Cosmos
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flower #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
White Cosmos flower with a splash of yellow. Poem Attached Chaos in Cosmos Into this enormous void It's all red and black None have reached there Outer space crumbles every ray Thoughts infinitum on a run Sight goes blind, non stop Force fields chasing you again Haunted by a stone-cold head Creation lies a day ahead Bump slave there's a long way to go Empty your mind, regain the voice Destiny awaits, so still is this place Sparkling lights lies beyond sight Erupting from an overflowing volcano Vast abyss beneath the seas On ash-filled road crawls the dead World is moving backwards Bound to death are us all This wheel never stops All is chaos in cosmos by: Siddharth Shah
November 2, 2025 at 1:05 PM
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"Two bumble bees fell in love.
And on their very first date,
They buzzed about the countryside
And just chose to pollenate."~Michael Smajda (Bee-Lieve It Or Not)

#bee #DailyDahlia #CMBG
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers
Two bees tussle for the center of this white dahlia flower. Both have thier jobs to do. Accompanied by a poem by Michael Smajda called Bee-Lieve It Or Not Two bumble bees fell in love. And on their very first date, They buzzed about the countryside And just chose to pollenate.
November 1, 2025 at 12:22 PM
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"Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
May I ask you to be true?
Can these plated images of me
Unveil, though slightly,
The deep, unending,
Mystery of You?"~Claudia Moline(poem in alt)
#Reflection #art #Photography #Photographer #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #PhotographersOfBlueSky #lilypad #PhotographersUnited
Reflection photo of a garden shed in a water lily, lilypad pond. Accompanied by a poem by called A Reflection On Reflection Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, May I ask you to be true? Can these plated images of me Unveil, though slightly, The deep, unending, Mystery of You? I´ve searched for meaning near and far And found no answer straight Or forward, back or front, Inside or out, upside or down. The masks that you have shown till now Are Wise or Good or Judge or King, Powerful, Aeternal, Suffering, Saviour, Etc., etc., etc., etc. Dare I take off once more The mask you wear? Shall I be turned into a frog For merely even daring? Let´s start the reasoning Practically, mathematically. What do I know, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall? That I was made in your own image. What is it that I see And know of me? E pur si muove. That I, like Earth, Am always on the move, Never the same today As I was yesterday Or as tomorrow will I be. I´ve built a house, I´ve made a home I´ve had a wife, created life, I´ve fed my hates, I´ve made mistakes I´ve killed, said yes to wars. I´m writing, I´m working. I´m resting, I´ll travel, I´ll love, I´ll hurt. Mirror, Mirror, on the wall Is this the answer, So simple, so, so easy? Are You, like me, Perpetually in the doing, In the making of Thyself? (See how respectfully I do approach Thee) Have I for once, just had A passing glimpse of what You possibly could be? Could it be that, Mirror, You are eternally creating All Yourself and we, are we Just simply images of You, Like in the famous Plato´s cave? But could it also be (Now shall I really turn Into a nasty, horrid toad?) That all reflections of myself And those of men, my friends, Are You, Mirror, Mirror, on the wall, And also in the making? Cut off for being too long. https://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-reflection-on-reflection/
October 31, 2025 at 12:19 PM
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"And I am not your protagonist
I'm not even my own
I don't know anything
I don't even know what I don't"know"~Penelope Scott(Sweet #Hibiscus Tea)

#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
Late season Hibiscus flower glowing red in the morning sun. With lyrics from Penelope Scott's Song "Sweet Hibiscus Tea" And I am not your protagonist I'm not even my own I don't know anything I don't even know what I don't know
October 30, 2025 at 12:29 PM
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"Enjoy and measure
The moon-rise.
Just for a moment
Awake and arise."~Gajanan Mishra(poem in alt)

#DailyDahlia #CMBG #Moonrise
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A dahlia flower glows in the morning sun. Its reflection of light reminds me of a moonrise. So here is apoem about moonrises by Gajanan Mishra Enjoy and measure The moon-rise. Just for a moment Awake and arise. Awake and arise Just for a moment. And see and enjoy The moon-rise in life.
October 29, 2025 at 12:38 PM
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"What a bee, big bee
The grass hopper did wonder!
A lawn mower hums"~Dr PJ Raj Kamal

#bee #DailyDahlia #CMBG #haiku #poetry
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited
A honey bee alights on a dahlia flower during its morning rounds. Haiku included "What a bee, big bee The grass hopper did wonder! A lawn mower hums"~Dr PJ Raj Kamal
October 29, 2025 at 12:28 PM