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Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

☼ Current WIP: Roots of Regret, book 1/2 [speculative, women's, coming-of-age, YA/A-crossover litfiction]
☼ She/her, twenties, night shift EST
☼ Fiction and poetry author, cat lover, Canadian!
☼ 03.07.18 ♡
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Lin Fields @linfields.bsky.social · Dec 9

This is a true story, and he still speeds.

#vss #vssdaily #truck #speeding #speed #drive #driving #slowdown #poem #poems #poetry #poet #poetic #freeverse #freeversepoem #writing

The photo is a gloomy picture of a pavement road stretching forward, with a guardrail and trees on either side, and cloudy sky above (credit to Darya Grey_Owl on Pexels). Pasted over top of this is a photo of a piece of torn grey cardboard (credit to zackzephyr on Vecteezy). Written on the cardboard is my poem, with each line of the last stanza indented at the beginning so that it increasingly starts and ends further to the right side of the screen than the line before. Here it is:

We sit in his truck,
and we speed
along the man-made
channel-between-trees

while he tells me about
the time he almost hit
a cow,
hooves stock-still in the road,

and it makes me wonder–
as his fake-leather seats bake
in the summer swelter,
door handle hot in my palm–

why he won’t
just, please,
slow
down

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

The fruits of #passion:
a #habit of #stolen shirts,
a #heart on a sticky note,
a hug at the end of the #day.
The sum of two as #one.

#inkMine #poem #poetry #freeverse #love

July 8, 2025 at 5:33 AM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

The sound of a warning. #wipsnips #warn #warning #writing

Eventually, a bird cawed overhead, and it gave Elay enough of a startle for her to continue on with what she even stopped in the first place for. Her face tipped up to the sky, eyes watching the flying feathery form, already instinctively knowing the sound. She was sure she was going to stumble across any lifeform that wanted to show itself to her on her travels in this new-to-her land, and she was aware enough to also know that a lot of them would not be ones she would recognize. But that caw was burned into her brain, much like a lot of other sounds that fuelled her nightmares, and she steeled her resolve to get what needed to be done, done.
That was the sound of a scavenger–the sound of a warning. One that she intended to heed.

May 24, 2025 at 9:42 PM

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Jennie Brass AKA Foxy

@shadowfoxmoon.bsky.social

I heaved a sigh and counted to 10. When I opened my eyes he was still in my living room with his #petulant glare fixed on me. "Well?" The ghost cracked soundless knuckles. "Are you going to take your hideous wallpaper down and restore the original decor, or are we going to have a problem?"
#vss365

a group of people standing around a bed with the words we are ghosts written on the bottom

ALT: a group of people standing around a bed with the words we are ghosts written on the bottom

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February 21, 2025 at 5:53 PM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

It's late, I'm sorry! But I still had the #sense to post at all :)

$All the same, she knew that the way she interpreted their half-elaborate familial promises was not in line with the pretense with which it was offered. The one thing she could not make peace with, because it was the singular thing she could not decipher, was if Cala knew that Ella could sense the disappointing fracture in their wavelength. It seemed like, with every passing interaction between the two, and the older Ella got, the gulf between their two pitiful icebergs widened and bowed their slabs of safety threateningly. It was a shame they were separated at all, but then, Ella couldn’t shake the nagging, innate feeling that they did not belong together in the first place.$

February 21, 2025 at 4:22 AM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

What do you do, when wanting to live necessitates risking the life of what will save you?

#WIPSnips #survive #chronicillness #ill #plants #herbs #medicine

The photo is of a quote from the first draft document of my book, Roots of Regret.

"If you were to ask Elay how she managed to skirt the guards near-loitering around the manor, she wouldn’t be able to tell you. She also wouldn’t be able to tell you how she found herself standing in front of the rows of potted plants she prayed on the usage of to survive, surrounded by shredded plant matter, wrist-deep in the dirt, fingers coiling angrily around the roots of her health so that she could yank them from their nest–which, for the record, she did not do. They were too valuable, too rare, too necessary to risk damaging the fibers that gave the leaves their liquid life, that led to the oil she stuck below her tongue when the shakes got bad enough."

February 8, 2025 at 10:09 PM

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Lena - Poet and Questioner

@lena1370.bsky.social

Family member against family member
Friend against friend
It was never really about groceries or eggs
We chose to ignore it
We chose to overlook it
We spent a lifetime
Thinking we shouldn’t judge
Thinking we should ignore and overlook
Thinking we didn’t need to stand up
Thinking and Thinking

February 5, 2025 at 11:57 PM

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Lena - Poet and Questioner

@lena1370.bsky.social

Look at things that trouble you
Not the things that comfort you
Look at things that hurt you
Not at things that soothe you
Look at things that are discomforting
Not that comfort you
The safe course is the hopeless course
We learn in troubled waters
#poem #poetry #poet #writer #author

February 6, 2025 at 1:38 PM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

The Long Night, Void, Death:
laughter in the wind, warm breath;
a promise of rest.

#dailyhaikuprompt #longnight #poem #poetry #poetsofbsky #prompt #writing

December 22, 2024 at 10:30 AM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

She knocked the shot back, desperate
for the burn, the cough—to forget.
Her tongue lapped up the salt,
crystals of the folly
of fault in her throat.
Lips met lime, #sour
bitter, gross—
and then:
bliss.

#vssdaily #prompt #poetry #poem #poetsofbsky #nonet

December 22, 2024 at 10:20 AM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

Was inspired to write two today!

1. Me, praying to you?
To the heavenly, divine...
What good would that do?

2. A heavenly kiss–
placed upon her sweating brow–
to cleanse her soiled soul.

#haikuchallenge #heavenly #haiku #poem #poetry #poetsofbsky #poetrycommunity #poems #writing #writingcommunity

December 20, 2024 at 4:44 AM

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margaret lonsdale (🥀🇨🇦)

@fhaedra.bsky.social

Through the #flames
I saw pages
words pleading
ashes hushing🪶

#10wordtuesday #microfiction

December 11, 2024 at 4:07 AM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

Flames crackle
in irascible veins–
bursting from
an open maw.

#10wordtuesday #flames #microfiction

December 17, 2024 at 2:04 PM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

And so I stare up,
gaze met with a mere clear sky;
where did the stars go?
I wonder, chest cold, as my
foggy breath begins to slow.

#dailyhaikuprompt #tanka #poetry #poem #poetsofbsky #poetrycommunity #writing #clearsky

December 17, 2024 at 7:52 AM

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Diminufiction

@diminufiction.bsky.social

“All of this,” He says—his bare, bloodied chest rising & falling. “For what?”

There are fallen pack members littering the forest: hurting; incapacitated. Some here, in the cabin’s wreck of a front room.

“No #challenge, no reward.” She steps forward. “Claim your prize.”

#vss365
#writing
#vss
#awoo

December 17, 2024 at 12:58 AM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

My skin is purple and blue; I'm an
oil slick of tarnished lapses
in judgement, bound in wiry
ropes spun of wistful rue;
I fear it: cycles,
ouroboros,
healing, pain—
plum-ripe
truth.

#nonet #poem #poetry #poetic #poetsofbsky #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity

December 16, 2024 at 6:39 PM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

A sigh of relief,
knocked straight out of my sore lungs.
A breath in: fresh air.

#dailyhaikuprompt #breath #poem #poetry #poetsofbksy #poetrycommunity #haiku

December 16, 2024 at 6:17 PM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

Baby's breath and twine,
champagne-laced kisses, clasped hands;
love—all in due time

#dailyhaikuprompt #breath #poem #poetry #poetsofbksy #poetrycommunity

December 16, 2024 at 6:08 PM

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a.d.

@admatthias.bsky.social

warm breath on cold hands
when you find yourself lacking
another to hold

- ❖ -

gingerbread cookies
always taste better when baked
in nana's kitchen

#dailyhaikuprompt [breath]
#haikuchallenge [gingerbread]
#haiku #poetsofbluesky #blueskypoets

December 16, 2024 at 5:49 PM

Lin Fields

@linfields.bsky.social

I comb through old books
to inhale their scent, to dream
while awake, to be
nostalgic for a life I
won't live–to be happy.

#vssdaily #poem #poetry #poetsofbsky #poetrycommunity #writing #writingcommunity #tanka #comb