There was a time when
Our existence meant more than
Bills and politics
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C. H. Richard
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The Dryads are Calling
They say the forest by Phoenix River sings. Perhaps it is just the wind howling through the leaves, or a particular birdsong. But Percy Fisher knows better; he knows what lies in those woods, and he knows that the forest sings of his demise.
By Leigh Hooperabout 11 hours ago in Fiction
Comments (18)
Oh, so much said in so few words! This is beautiful!
simple and true. haikus are my favorite
So simple and so true!
Unfortunately. Well done!
I read it out loud and slowly edged down the page. And ooof. that last line.
Oof, nostalgia overload. The title of this, especially, gives me all the feels.
Oh my word, I felt that so hard! Wow, what a great job on that!!
It would be so nice to experience that again!
Brilliant!!!
There was? Ouch!
Well done and so true.
Oh, hear hear! This is so true. So poignant in such a small number of words! Well done Cindy!
Love this! Well done!
Aw, I love this so much. Lovely nostalgia. 🥹❤️
Take me back to that time!
So very true , wish that time to come back
Omggg yessss! I wish we can go back to those times. Loved your Haiku!
Oh yes! I loved those times. Well done.