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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com)

@mdanielsmith.bsky.social
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Author of novels in multiple genres (mdanielsmith.com) Retired, married, living close to nature New-Englander, Mid-Coast Maine Socially active Poetry, my true writer's passion, and novels.

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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 08/10/2026
Drawn into a misted field, in yield to promise of a new day found.... I walk the ground where e're spirit's danced in time's before, when my soul was borne again, again....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 08/10/2026
Appreciated.... and the same to you, too!
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 08/10/2026
Say that to myself every morning, looking in the mirror.... sigh. But hey, as Inget older, my eyesight fades, so I can kid myself I still got it!
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 08/10/2026
What decisions, made in your youth, will you be proud to share with your children? To provide them a sense of pride in what their parents chose to do, and passed on to them to carry forward.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 07/10/2026
With colors, painting a perfect prose filled with leafy hues and refected views.... A wordless story, scribed by Mother Nature's pen, formed of light and soils nurturing soul.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 07/10/2026
T-rump and Neten-Yahoo neck and neck in the race to the bottom layer of hell.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 06/10/2026
Appreciated, my gifted friend....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 05/10/2026
As twist of time-weathered leafless tree in fading days to an earthbound rest calls out.... a nearby friend lends a helping hand, whispering through palm-frond lips: I'll help you stand my ancient friend. As long as time and Mother Nature will allow.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
Boats gathered in witness to day's golden fade.... whipering tales of waters sailed this day and one's from other tides before. To rest in wait for sun to rise, then raise the sails and fly we will.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 04/10/2026
Vance says: Hold my beard! I meant to say beer. Or, heh, heh.... funny story. I once spilled a beer on a couch I was in a relationship with. But seriously. It was totally consensual.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Lichen, dripping from sun-drenched limbs. Filtering the air for one and all....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Here, on tree.... on square framed rest, I'll bring the grass to build my nest.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Now they have these things called wings. Wings! Like on a pigeon, which is like a bird as some people call them. Which I have always called them, because I know a lot about birds! Some people, tears in their eyes say: Sir! You have the brain of a bird! Which is true. Biggest bird brain ever!
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Perfect! I DM'd you thanking you for your service, then noted the no dm's on your page. Please accept my respect and let slip my well intended miss-step.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Yes.... you certainly will!
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
In the simplest of things, found.... the framework of greater things to come. Plant your creative seeds in imagination's fertile soil, watching them grow into works of art.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 02/10/2026
Well done.... creative one.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 01/10/2026
Where, the day to places beyond, in chase of sun the world around? Where flows the sea in shimmering glow, slipping away on receding tide? And I, the one in wondering stance with question asked: where bound am I when my day ends? The answer, whispered in the wind, says I'll come here again, again.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
Inspired by your incredible image....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
The act of writing is best played between writer and the charachters willing to share themselves in turn. When opening the door to other's thoughts, opinions, or input.... that is where the juice is squeezed from the fruits of your labors. Enjoy the drink, avoiding the fears (and possibly tears).
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
The Gods tease thunder from rays of light and gray-formed clouds, teasing the ground with streaks of shimmer and delight.... as daring souls walk below, faces tipped to catch the glow of energies, released.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
Out.... through limbed view into an amber-blue horizon lying 'crost the edge of a world lying down to sleep. I keep a promise to my Self to hold close to the hours spent, to paint the dreams to come my way.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 30/09/2026
Souls, in ghostly veils of gray, wind their way where once they passed in colorful garb and smiling face.... in days of yore. 'Fore time's embrace tugged them to its bosom, warm, 'til the ache of memories bade them seek the watered ways. To drift along with the the sounds of life, once more.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Too true.... and sadly so. Orange Turd has to go.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Painting ancient walls with shadows, in drip of black on golden canvas....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
spring in pale moonlit gleam promising return to green daze
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
So absolutely gorgeous.... and inviting.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
the walls reflected memories heard in restless dreams
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
echos of your sigh in night's shadows dawn arriving soon
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Your turn, Winter awaits....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
mid-november a leaf-hued carpet underfoot
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
Appreciated, aa always, an opportunity to share creative energies....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 29/09/2026
To see into the void, as deep as one's mind can imagine.... beyond the limit of here and now as light brushes your ears with dreams whispered from afar. Heed the messeges from a planet circling another star.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Congrats! Like letting go of a loved one, knowing it has found a loving home....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
How best to live....? One breath at a time. To dream? Sleep filtered images in one's mind. To love? Eyes closed in silent pose, remembering to breathe, to dream, remaining open to love's sweet call....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Your images paint the story.... my words reflect what drew your eye to what was so perfectly captured. A delightful dance, indeed!
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
The answer AI gave was a bit unsettling....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Words in flow around your creative image, inspiring such by your artistic touch and discerning eye....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
A cottony soft inviting view, into a spread of Nature's blooms, inviting brush of fingers through.... releasing drops of fragrant hues of delicate scents in morning dew.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Appreciated....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Inspired by your evocative image....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Exhoing your own visions, dear one....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
I mean.... I get what Spot is doing, chasing Puff. But have no idea what's going on with Dick snd Jane.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
I'm sure they're crying on the inside. But their plastic faces and dead eyes can't stop smiling as Rome burns.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
So heavenly of them, or dare I say.... heathenly?
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Or perhaps notes on the pages of Heaven's hymnal, revealing ancients songs, waiting to be played....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Evening glow in fade of day, light painting surf and shore with gild of amber-golden hues....
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
A leaf-lace curtain spread 'crost the sky.... drawing eyes to blue beyond, seeking warmth from sifted sunbeams beaming down.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
If possible to clasp gentle hands about your aching brow, to ease the pain, your many friends would do.... for you.
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M. Daniel Smith (mdanielsmith.com) @mdanielsmith.bsky.social · 28/09/2026
Autum culls the colored buds Combing seeds from Summer's grasp Cast to Fall's cooling bed to rest awhile through Winter's icy night. But Spring will bring, once more, new life With green stems twining thrust Kissing the sky with petaled lips again.
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