⛳ 🎭 Edward Rinaldi 🐐 🍉
@blindedbeatpoet.bsky.social
be earnest be you in Love and well
coffee in the quiet dark early tee time praying the Sun Summer's last gasp
when late Summer and blue hour grows quiet i imagine birdsong still there, like May's neon hair yes, there's some wear where the dew is a noiseless music this is Autumn birth season, scent of tannins ever present milkweed pods bursting with cottony seeds tined to passerine migration propagation
until again let us drink in the possibility what Love does and how...
felt you here hearing too clear as a bell felt you pour over my body ghost seamstress deft fingers, threads the birdsong where a garden might wait for lovers and the nascent light of day like a rose bent to the slow evaporative crawl of rain from soles to soul ride foot warm and lovely
Today's #BirdOfTheDay theme is #BestOfTheMonth, so any bird captures you admire the most out of your August 2026 Collection. Here is my collection from august, 02nd. I've already posted some of them. #Birds #PolderBreebaart #ECK
Foggy again here today so you'll have to put up with a few more fog filled images from me. This is another from Cruagh Woods in the hills above Dublin City. #Hiking #Photography #Scape #ForestFriday #ColorADay #GreenSat #EastCoastKin #Dublin #Ireland
she wore an expression telling me, this poem between us would not need any words...
who are we tending souls sowing poems where dreams get in there is only so much we can affect outside ourselves better to tend the light inside and amplify that than it is to try and save those who might not know to feel the most innate of truths that they as we all need to save ourselves
among us we revered those of us who were deigned by the stars passerines we began each morning the only way we knew how searching eons until hand in glove fit where our souls wore each other's scent she is sculpting another stir pot poem I imagine her doing this quite often #vss365
even trees tell us to find truthful portals barker gained poetry knowledge needs not be dangerous for what ifs painted seams journey music we depend on observing the observer's observations of observing themselves as an observable observation but Schrödinger only had one cat you know
morning mantra surrender crawling sea ties a bind of blood nose to neck shoulder and hair eyes dove slow a low slung trove treasuring scents how lost am i, bent with rain muddy beg and prayer knees dug in hands on a handle less fête every nearness of you not at all neutral #emoetry
Life certainly is an interesting gambit are we not meant to chance all its brachial expressions of dance becoming motion, melody and rhythm inklings in through wolf doors lions eat lambs birds eye perch a wired world whirled in mentions singing whorled expressions hollow bones to fly
In the shadow of the sun promises of summer have come undone, instead, planets collapsed upon the shore and stars stalled in dull light rejecting wishes; In the shadow of the sun truth of summer now clear, no freckled loves or bright melons, just humid days #poemsabout #emoetry #poetry
Lupinus subcarnosus #poetry #faesense #blueboons A month late but I loved Faesense
Just wanted to let you know that the latest #FaeSense #prompt #blueboons is going to be the last for the time being The #prompt is going into an indefinite hiatus. Might come back at some time, never say never. I'm very grateful for all your fantastic contributions! #poetrycommunity #photography
Saturday morning in Kyiv. Drone threats don’t end. The air is full of smoke. I’m having a warcoffee, accompanied by an article. Reading books is declining sharply worldwide, becoming something of a lost art. Do I have plans for today? Yes. I’ll adjust them to life as it is now.
black coffee flowing with slow risen sounds a city by the river makes waking up another market Saturday the sparrows on the ledge chee-cheep the bright slide of day passersby walk with a fine pace of laced smiles and tucked limbs as it feels like Autumn with a low slung Sun wearing a sweater