⛳ 🎭 Edward Rinaldi 🐐 🍉
@blindedbeatpoet.bsky.social
be earnest
be you
in Love
and well
be you
in Love
and well
Pinned
Sometimes
there are maps
in the cross sections
of root vegetables...
there are maps
in the cross sections
of root vegetables...
November 26, 2025 at 9:57 PM
Sometimes
there are maps
in the cross sections
of root vegetables...
there are maps
in the cross sections
of root vegetables...
Tangerine y silk opacity
in waves
a sun somewhere
low slung beneath
an old window
in the gloaming
I peel potatoes
purple bleeders
feeders of reach
left hand lantern
we carry daylight
wearing shadow work
in waves
a sun somewhere
low slung beneath
an old window
in the gloaming
I peel potatoes
purple bleeders
feeders of reach
left hand lantern
we carry daylight
wearing shadow work
November 26, 2025 at 9:39 PM
Tangerine y silk opacity
in waves
a sun somewhere
low slung beneath
an old window
in the gloaming
I peel potatoes
purple bleeders
feeders of reach
left hand lantern
we carry daylight
wearing shadow work
in waves
a sun somewhere
low slung beneath
an old window
in the gloaming
I peel potatoes
purple bleeders
feeders of reach
left hand lantern
we carry daylight
wearing shadow work
codices, starry skies
bone lantern wandering wise
couplets forget what is it
tithe tides blue dahlia moonlit
everything comes in geometry
spider silk portal wearing harmony
taut night
daylight
pour mirror mirror nearer thee
how we bend like willows
next to slow rivers
feeding under things
bone lantern wandering wise
couplets forget what is it
tithe tides blue dahlia moonlit
everything comes in geometry
spider silk portal wearing harmony
taut night
daylight
pour mirror mirror nearer thee
how we bend like willows
next to slow rivers
feeding under things
November 26, 2025 at 9:07 PM
codices, starry skies
bone lantern wandering wise
couplets forget what is it
tithe tides blue dahlia moonlit
everything comes in geometry
spider silk portal wearing harmony
taut night
daylight
pour mirror mirror nearer thee
how we bend like willows
next to slow rivers
feeding under things
bone lantern wandering wise
couplets forget what is it
tithe tides blue dahlia moonlit
everything comes in geometry
spider silk portal wearing harmony
taut night
daylight
pour mirror mirror nearer thee
how we bend like willows
next to slow rivers
feeding under things
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There’s a soft light in the silence, and the pain is of divine origin.
~Cecília Meireles
~Cecília Meireles
November 24, 2025 at 2:50 AM
There’s a soft light in the silence, and the pain is of divine origin.
~Cecília Meireles
~Cecília Meireles
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I, who am perpetually making notes in the margin of my mind for some final statement, make this mark, waiting for some winter's evening.
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
![[Woman in a Hat by Henri Matisse, circa 1920]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreihnpoq5mh4th5l4r3xshfygtd3sf7dnvg7rdxzkgwqtqhpfwyal7i@jpeg)
November 26, 2025 at 6:45 AM
I, who am perpetually making notes in the margin of my mind for some final statement, make this mark, waiting for some winter's evening.
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
we made sure to remind ourselves
daily affections, resurrections
whys Love is a blind purity
bread we made broken
we were reaching
aching with promise to feed
the child inside each of us
lambs ears ready
thin crescent reflections in the dew
December lions hunger for
meaning to feed #vss365
daily affections, resurrections
whys Love is a blind purity
bread we made broken
we were reaching
aching with promise to feed
the child inside each of us
lambs ears ready
thin crescent reflections in the dew
December lions hunger for
meaning to feed #vss365
November 26, 2025 at 8:52 PM
we made sure to remind ourselves
daily affections, resurrections
whys Love is a blind purity
bread we made broken
we were reaching
aching with promise to feed
the child inside each of us
lambs ears ready
thin crescent reflections in the dew
December lions hunger for
meaning to feed #vss365
daily affections, resurrections
whys Love is a blind purity
bread we made broken
we were reaching
aching with promise to feed
the child inside each of us
lambs ears ready
thin crescent reflections in the dew
December lions hunger for
meaning to feed #vss365
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#vss365
timed for end of day
sun’s reflection reaches out
to stay relevant
#relevant #timed #reflection
timed for end of day
sun’s reflection reaches out
to stay relevant
#relevant #timed #reflection
November 26, 2025 at 5:24 PM
#vss365
timed for end of day
sun’s reflection reaches out
to stay relevant
#relevant #timed #reflection
timed for end of day
sun’s reflection reaches out
to stay relevant
#relevant #timed #reflection
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Chapter 9
Meona’hane’e was conflictingly obsessed with both her #reflection & the alien.
“Greetings, Tsistsistashe. My name, since you haven’t asked, all rude, is Marvin. But please, don’t let my desire for basic civility #impede your ability to admire yourself. Vain much?”
#vss365 #WIPSnips
Meona’hane’e was conflictingly obsessed with both her #reflection & the alien.
“Greetings, Tsistsistashe. My name, since you haven’t asked, all rude, is Marvin. But please, don’t let my desire for basic civility #impede your ability to admire yourself. Vain much?”
#vss365 #WIPSnips
November 26, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Chapter 9
Meona’hane’e was conflictingly obsessed with both her #reflection & the alien.
“Greetings, Tsistsistashe. My name, since you haven’t asked, all rude, is Marvin. But please, don’t let my desire for basic civility #impede your ability to admire yourself. Vain much?”
#vss365 #WIPSnips
Meona’hane’e was conflictingly obsessed with both her #reflection & the alien.
“Greetings, Tsistsistashe. My name, since you haven’t asked, all rude, is Marvin. But please, don’t let my desire for basic civility #impede your ability to admire yourself. Vain much?”
#vss365 #WIPSnips
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#vss365
upon #reflection
in the the mushroom zone
it's come to my detection
that there ain't no music on😆
my attention span ain't #timed
& it's the perfect time of year
to hear a tale unwind
while I'm settin' here 🫠
youtu.be/WaKIX6oaSLs?...
upon #reflection
in the the mushroom zone
it's come to my detection
that there ain't no music on😆
my attention span ain't #timed
& it's the perfect time of year
to hear a tale unwind
while I'm settin' here 🫠
youtu.be/WaKIX6oaSLs?...
Alice's Restaurant Massacree
YouTube video by Arlo Guthrie - Topic
youtu.be
November 26, 2025 at 6:28 PM
#vss365
upon #reflection
in the the mushroom zone
it's come to my detection
that there ain't no music on😆
my attention span ain't #timed
& it's the perfect time of year
to hear a tale unwind
while I'm settin' here 🫠
youtu.be/WaKIX6oaSLs?...
upon #reflection
in the the mushroom zone
it's come to my detection
that there ain't no music on😆
my attention span ain't #timed
& it's the perfect time of year
to hear a tale unwind
while I'm settin' here 🫠
youtu.be/WaKIX6oaSLs?...
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Self Portrait.
"The puddle holds a #jovial #reflection:
one #tricked to #master #memories of
how to make a happy face..."
#emoetry #vss365
#blueskyrelay #theskysavedroomforonemore
#foxprose
#firewords280 #hermetic #secrets
#poem #WriteSky #Nov26
#writingcommunity #poet #poetrylovers
#prosepoetry
"The puddle holds a #jovial #reflection:
one #tricked to #master #memories of
how to make a happy face..."
#emoetry #vss365
#blueskyrelay #theskysavedroomforonemore
#foxprose
#firewords280 #hermetic #secrets
#poem #WriteSky #Nov26
#writingcommunity #poet #poetrylovers
#prosepoetry
November 26, 2025 at 6:42 PM
Self Portrait.
"The puddle holds a #jovial #reflection:
one #tricked to #master #memories of
how to make a happy face..."
#emoetry #vss365
#blueskyrelay #theskysavedroomforonemore
#foxprose
#firewords280 #hermetic #secrets
#poem #WriteSky #Nov26
#writingcommunity #poet #poetrylovers
#prosepoetry
"The puddle holds a #jovial #reflection:
one #tricked to #master #memories of
how to make a happy face..."
#emoetry #vss365
#blueskyrelay #theskysavedroomforonemore
#foxprose
#firewords280 #hermetic #secrets
#poem #WriteSky #Nov26
#writingcommunity #poet #poetrylovers
#prosepoetry
i prefer lemony over licorice Anginetti
went for pumpkin pie but took a few of these
glazed almost cakey chews of goodness with me
for this very moment
slip spin wheel silk rippling
dipping them ever so lightly
into my black coffee
went for pumpkin pie but took a few of these
glazed almost cakey chews of goodness with me
for this very moment
slip spin wheel silk rippling
dipping them ever so lightly
into my black coffee
November 26, 2025 at 7:34 PM
i prefer lemony over licorice Anginetti
went for pumpkin pie but took a few of these
glazed almost cakey chews of goodness with me
for this very moment
slip spin wheel silk rippling
dipping them ever so lightly
into my black coffee
went for pumpkin pie but took a few of these
glazed almost cakey chews of goodness with me
for this very moment
slip spin wheel silk rippling
dipping them ever so lightly
into my black coffee
black coffee
and some chocolope
the afternoon settling nicely
a hearty walk
to gather local wares
the sky waded grey mostly
and some chocolope
the afternoon settling nicely
a hearty walk
to gather local wares
the sky waded grey mostly
November 26, 2025 at 7:20 PM
black coffee
and some chocolope
the afternoon settling nicely
a hearty walk
to gather local wares
the sky waded grey mostly
and some chocolope
the afternoon settling nicely
a hearty walk
to gather local wares
the sky waded grey mostly
along the way to
Bella Napoli
ye olde
Cluett Peabody building
Bella Napoli
ye olde
Cluett Peabody building
November 26, 2025 at 4:56 PM
along the way to
Bella Napoli
ye olde
Cluett Peabody building
Bella Napoli
ye olde
Cluett Peabody building
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I don't write out of what I know; I write out of what I wonder. I think most artists create art in order to explore, not to give the answers. Poetry and art are not about answers to me; they are about questions.
#quote Lucille Clifton
#quote Lucille Clifton
November 26, 2025 at 4:53 PM
I don't write out of what I know; I write out of what I wonder. I think most artists create art in order to explore, not to give the answers. Poetry and art are not about answers to me; they are about questions.
#quote Lucille Clifton
#quote Lucille Clifton
it isn't the quiet seeking me
it is my quiet seeking me
and this makes all the difference
time for a walk in the rain
and nearness of rain
tis an oddly warm Wednesday
welcome to future now...
it is my quiet seeking me
and this makes all the difference
time for a walk in the rain
and nearness of rain
tis an oddly warm Wednesday
welcome to future now...
November 26, 2025 at 4:04 PM
it isn't the quiet seeking me
it is my quiet seeking me
and this makes all the difference
time for a walk in the rain
and nearness of rain
tis an oddly warm Wednesday
welcome to future now...
it is my quiet seeking me
and this makes all the difference
time for a walk in the rain
and nearness of rain
tis an oddly warm Wednesday
welcome to future now...
a hermit in the city
some things palm rubbed enough
become smooth, less gritty
like wishes and things we accept as
the palaces in a heart
always a-roar with waiting what is wanting
to be in the company of
some things palm rubbed enough
become smooth, less gritty
like wishes and things we accept as
the palaces in a heart
always a-roar with waiting what is wanting
to be in the company of
November 26, 2025 at 3:32 PM
a hermit in the city
some things palm rubbed enough
become smooth, less gritty
like wishes and things we accept as
the palaces in a heart
always a-roar with waiting what is wanting
to be in the company of
some things palm rubbed enough
become smooth, less gritty
like wishes and things we accept as
the palaces in a heart
always a-roar with waiting what is wanting
to be in the company of
a lot to process progress
labeling addresses redressing dresses
sky silk unseen wearing head rest dreams
we breathe here, the corner of possible
and not looked for but found anyway
we say this recipe is parlay
what spice notes remain
staining soul
scent music within
write home a poem about
labeling addresses redressing dresses
sky silk unseen wearing head rest dreams
we breathe here, the corner of possible
and not looked for but found anyway
we say this recipe is parlay
what spice notes remain
staining soul
scent music within
write home a poem about
November 26, 2025 at 3:30 PM
a lot to process progress
labeling addresses redressing dresses
sky silk unseen wearing head rest dreams
we breathe here, the corner of possible
and not looked for but found anyway
we say this recipe is parlay
what spice notes remain
staining soul
scent music within
write home a poem about
labeling addresses redressing dresses
sky silk unseen wearing head rest dreams
we breathe here, the corner of possible
and not looked for but found anyway
we say this recipe is parlay
what spice notes remain
staining soul
scent music within
write home a poem about
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I often think
with #wonderment
on that princess
of the playground—
she really hated me
but why?
I, the shy loner,
she, the queen bee,
what got all up
in her bonnet
about little
old me?
But later I got it—
my heart was open
while she
buzzed bitterly
poor queen, hit hard
with the sting
of jealousy.
with #wonderment
on that princess
of the playground—
she really hated me
but why?
I, the shy loner,
she, the queen bee,
what got all up
in her bonnet
about little
old me?
But later I got it—
my heart was open
while she
buzzed bitterly
poor queen, hit hard
with the sting
of jealousy.
November 25, 2025 at 8:35 AM
I often think
with #wonderment
on that princess
of the playground—
she really hated me
but why?
I, the shy loner,
she, the queen bee,
what got all up
in her bonnet
about little
old me?
But later I got it—
my heart was open
while she
buzzed bitterly
poor queen, hit hard
with the sting
of jealousy.
with #wonderment
on that princess
of the playground—
she really hated me
but why?
I, the shy loner,
she, the queen bee,
what got all up
in her bonnet
about little
old me?
But later I got it—
my heart was open
while she
buzzed bitterly
poor queen, hit hard
with the sting
of jealousy.
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There’s a quiet strength in vulnerability. I might feel exposed, but I’m not drowning. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve spent much of my life running away from myself. But it’s never too late to embrace vulnerability. Bear with me as I learn to accept mine—because the artist in me is still here. #art
December 21, 2024 at 7:05 PM
There’s a quiet strength in vulnerability. I might feel exposed, but I’m not drowning. I’m not ashamed to admit I’ve spent much of my life running away from myself. But it’s never too late to embrace vulnerability. Bear with me as I learn to accept mine—because the artist in me is still here. #art
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November 23, 2025 at 1:08 PM
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Unfinished business:
demolish shadow remnants,
set all our souls free.
Transmute pain into pure light.
See divine self, divine right.
#RetroArtPrompt
#tanka
Combined #prompts
#unfinished
#demolish
#shadow
#micropoem
#micropoetry
demolish shadow remnants,
set all our souls free.
Transmute pain into pure light.
See divine self, divine right.
#RetroArtPrompt
#tanka
Combined #prompts
#unfinished
#demolish
#shadow
#micropoem
#micropoetry
#RetroArtPrompt #Prompt
Combine #Prompts Challenge👇
22.11.2025: #Unfinished
23.11.2025: #Demolish
24.11.2025: #Shadow
If inspired, please share any #creative work!🦋
Combine #Prompts Challenge👇
22.11.2025: #Unfinished
23.11.2025: #Demolish
24.11.2025: #Shadow
If inspired, please share any #creative work!🦋
November 23, 2025 at 1:51 AM
Unfinished business:
demolish shadow remnants,
set all our souls free.
Transmute pain into pure light.
See divine self, divine right.
#RetroArtPrompt
#tanka
Combined #prompts
#unfinished
#demolish
#shadow
#micropoem
#micropoetry
demolish shadow remnants,
set all our souls free.
Transmute pain into pure light.
See divine self, divine right.
#RetroArtPrompt
#tanka
Combined #prompts
#unfinished
#demolish
#shadow
#micropoem
#micropoetry
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#frost on window glass
her #reflection fades and blooms
with each passing breath
#DailyHaikuPrompt #vss365 #blueskypoets #haiku 📸 from Pinterest
her #reflection fades and blooms
with each passing breath
#DailyHaikuPrompt #vss365 #blueskypoets #haiku 📸 from Pinterest
November 26, 2025 at 3:15 PM
#frost on window glass
her #reflection fades and blooms
with each passing breath
#DailyHaikuPrompt #vss365 #blueskypoets #haiku 📸 from Pinterest
her #reflection fades and blooms
with each passing breath
#DailyHaikuPrompt #vss365 #blueskypoets #haiku 📸 from Pinterest
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Sound is strange, the fluid it inhabits, through which it moves, the hidden pathways and labyrinths of its vibration, the sudden sonic apparitions. A light hum just on the edge of silence can be so like a spirit that it seems a visitation from Ariel and that magical poetry.
Set here by Frank Martin
Set here by Frank Martin
November 26, 2025 at 7:27 AM
Sound is strange, the fluid it inhabits, through which it moves, the hidden pathways and labyrinths of its vibration, the sudden sonic apparitions. A light hum just on the edge of silence can be so like a spirit that it seems a visitation from Ariel and that magical poetry.
Set here by Frank Martin
Set here by Frank Martin