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Hallows Photography
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A arc of light and grace. 🦩📸
Oregon Zoo – captured by Hallows Photography

#HallowsPhotography #MinimalistPhotography #ZooArtistry #NatureInFocus #WildlifePoetry #FlamingoGrace #OregonZoo #SoftLightMagic #BirdPortrait #StillnessInNature #amateurphotographer #zoophotography #pnwphotography
June 12, 2025 at 3:23 AM Everybody can reply
jdkwizard.bsky.social
jdkwizard.bsky.social
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Tucked in the dark between branches,
he tends to the light—
feather by feather,
moment by moment,
a small flame of quiet stitched in red.

#NorthernCardinal #WildlifePoetry #NatureInFocus #QuietBeauty #IntimateWildlife #Bird #Branch #Nature #Perching #preening #Red #Wildlife
May 17, 2025 at 10:33 AM Everybody can reply
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jdkwizard.bsky.social
jdkwizard.bsky.social
@jdkwizard.bsky.social
Born of #blur and breathless lift,
a shadow writes itself across the wind—
half-formed, half-forgotten,
a whisper in flight.

#intentionalblur #motionstudy #artofmotion #abstractbird #wildlifepoetry #fineartphotography #birdinflight #creativephotography #motionblurart #visualpoetry #Bird #Flying
Motion blur seagull in flight
May 2, 2025 at 10:08 PM Everybody can reply
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Dawn McLachlan
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Cabrach

#poems #scottishpoetry #wildlifepoetry #naturepoems #PoemAltText #Cabrach
A poem about the Cabrach by poet Dawn McLachlan The Cabrach is a remote and sparsely populated area on the northern edge of the Cairngorms National Park, in Moray, North East Scotland. This hauntingly beautiful area was once a self-sustaining upland settlement but now it has reached a critical point in its long history. With a spiral of depopulation over the last century the cultural heritage and history which makes the area unique are at risk of being lost. Cabrach Geese arrive on the mourning wind As high and dark as winter clouds Soughing over fields unploughed Above unkempt and tumbled walls A hundred skeins soar and call Filling the wild air with their lament Mist rolls in across the moor Swallowing the human traces Through now which the wildlife laces Tucked beneath the heather shroud Ribbon like Paths anew In a landscape steeped in secrets Distilled silence And lost hidden ways Here the memory of grieving mothers Sons who will now not grow old And futures that remain untold No lights left to guide them home Empty hearths of now bare stone Gardens long since left and barren But from a gnarled and twisted rowan A tattered mistle thrush sings And Autumn’s geese Bring Winter’s snow on their wing
November 25, 2024 at 8:41 AM Everybody can reply
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