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hvbeattie · 5 years ago
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Novel - Test
Novel – Test
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hvbeattie · 5 years ago
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Test This is a blog test.
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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#micropoems #micropoetry #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #poems #poetryislife #poem #poetrycommunity #poetsofig #poetry #poet #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writersofig #writing #writersofinstagram #writing #writer https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsq9czbldF-/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1xnzrylzl5z5c
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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#poetry #poetrycommunity #micropoetry #micropoem #micropoems #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #writersofinstagram #writing #writerscommunity #writingcommunity #writer #writersofig https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsq8IcRFKGI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1r8kv1m7q2w8p
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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Out of Body
Out of Body - a new fiction piece
I looked over at my body. I gazed around the bedroom. An azure haze, with the thickness of fog, encompassed everything. Light crept through the mouldings around the door. I walked forward and placed my hand on the knob. An unnaturalness washed over me so I swiftly let go.
“Do not go gentle into that good night.”
The mundane of the everyday snuck up on me like the cold, scaly, slither of a…
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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#poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #poems #poems #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetsofig #poetryislife #micropoetry #micropoem #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writing #writersofinstagram #writer https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq9fWnAlUcg/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=o7208i5usr2e
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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That spark of yours is decimated And the cold brushes against your skin You can feel it chill your bones But you are indifferent Words can crumble everything you built up Built out of rubble and trash, but it still stood No longer protecting your core It's open and bleeding Sometimes it coagulates And the crust builds a new wall But small fractures begin to form Droplets seep through And every once in a while, That pinch of pain becomes noticeable And every once in a while You get used to the throbbing once more #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #poems #poem #poetrycommunity #poetry #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writing #writersofinstagram #writer https://www.instagram.com/p/Bq9daSplQsK/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=ga4atscclqa3
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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A gorgeous morning to be productive ✍☀️📖 #landscape #mornings #morningmotivation #country #farm #farmlife #rural #rurallife #gippsland #latrobevalley #yinnar (at Yinnar, Victoria) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqx_YYXlCeV/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=qfl0d629f0mk
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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Acilino
Acilino - a short story I wrote a while ago about a herd of horses. I was inspired by The Silver Brumby at the time.
Acilino was always calm and collected. Being a leader and a mentor meant that keeping a stable discipline was extremely vital, especially in the vast open plains of America. Of Hispanic origin, Acilino was able to escape the horrid creatures on two feet and into the wild. He learnt how to survive on his own, and eventually began to build his own herd. Acilino stood broadly at about 15.5 hands in…
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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Hear No Evil
Hear No Evil - A short fiction story I wrote many years ago.
Hear no evil. Speak no evil. See no evil. A phrase I lived my entire life by. Literally. I lived in a neighbourhood in which every set of parents looked up to me as their mentor, their guide, and a teacher to their children of the everyday enticements and evils that they should be vigilant of. I loved my work. The children would skip up to the door of my old Victorian manor, eager to learn about…
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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Untitled - Bridge
Untitled – Bridge
Do you really think this is the end?
My feet dangle over the edge of the Golden Gate Bridge. My hair laps in the fierce wind that forces the waves below to foam up and dance about. She whispers in my ear again.
Do you think that this is it?
It had been a long time coming, but I am here. Finally. I know what I have to do. What I need to do. It will all makes sense in that fathomless depth below.…
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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A Campfire Scene He got frustrated with her. He wanted her to step up to the plate and accept what their responsibility is, but no matter how hard he tried she refused.
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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Untitled – Lake This was the only lake for miles. Surrounded by aging willows and withered shrubs, it would seem this place had no life in it at all.
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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It began with the kiss of death, cold A Shape-Shifter, a shadow Lurker Frosted lips touched by its breath of fool’s gold Shrouded in an assuaging hold I was bewitched by this Inveigler And it began with the kiss of death, cold No longer was I in control A marionette of the Manipulator Frosted lips touched by its breath of fool’s gold Thwarted by its serene numbness, how bold! I spiralled straight down into its crater So it began with the kiss of death, cold Dark and damp and covered in mould No longer stirred by flames of the Lurcher With frosted lips touched by its breath, of fool’s gold Tears transform to shards, oh behold! I will be trapped in these tombs forever It began with the kiss of death, cold My frosted lips touched by its breath of fool’s gold Photo by: Egor Kamelev #poetry #poems #poem #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #villanelle #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writersofinstagram #writer #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram https://www.instagram.com/p/BqvsenlFYqO/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=8gpn32cfg4nk
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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It’s like a sickness you never knew you had, And it rushes over you, every droplet of a wave. You’re scared, and suffocating, And with a thrust of energy, all at once you break the surface. Everywhere is a fantasia. The sickness is the cure, the cure to your solitude. It shows on your face, in your eyes, on your lips, on your heart. Subtle as that one freckle on your shoulder, But as lucid as the scar on your chest. It becomes a haven, A glade secluded in a vast green sea. Then he leaves, but you’re still sick. Sick and drowning all over again. #poetry #poetrycommunity #poems #poetsofinstagram #poetryofinstagram #poem #poems #writingcommunity #writerscommunity #writing https://www.instagram.com/p/BqtPJzvFGWQ/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=a57zf5gk83u0
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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So true! From @for_reading_addicts #bookstagram #books #bookquotes #bookworm #bookaholic #bookhoarder #books📚 #bookobsessed https://www.instagram.com/p/BqtNhqgFEsM/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=jxgbmzzmiz65
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hvbeattie · 7 years ago
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Can't wait to try these out! Thanks to #mybamboo for the lovely message too 👌🍃 #bamboo #bambooproducts #ecofriendly #ecoliving #sustainableliving #sustainability https://www.instagram.com/p/Bqn9KDQFUVt/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=2by6i9877okf
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