Whispers and Echoes Issue 2

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Welcome to Issue 2 of Whispers and Echoes, a journal of small things, of short writing.

Though the pieces are brief – the poems are no longer than ten lines in length and the stories told in under one hundred words – they are enchanting, inspiring and cover a range of subjects.

Their power is in their brevity…

Just like a whisper in the dark…

Just like an echo in a tunnel…

To learn more about the amazing writers whose and poems and flash fiction can be found below, visit our Meet the Writers page.

* Copyright remains with the author the piece is accredited to *

The People I Knew | McKenzie Richardson

The people I knew
Are dying./ I’m trying
To pull through.

I’m holding on-
I’m letting go-

Fixing my grip-
Now here we go.

The people I knew
Are dying./ I’m lying
When I say: I’m not missing you

DenialMiriam Hurdle

Life is a journey of progression
When going forward in the right direction
Smooth sail is not a guarantee
For a life of conflict free
When we hide our face in the sand
Denial is a detour or motionless stand
Natural force may drag us to regression
Slide backward with no discussion
To fight the battle, we must first lose
Defeat the pride, but win the honest life

The ToadstoolSammi Cox

I marvelled at the brightly coloured fungus growing on the forest’s floor. It didn’t look real. A bright red cap with white dots over it. I knew it was poisonous so kept well away.

It stood so proudly from out of the leaf litter. The brown, rust and red of fallen leaves made it appear bigger and brighter, regardless of its small size.

I couldn’t help but feel like I’d stumbled into a picture from an old book of fairy tales. And so I waited, wondering all the while whether a fairy or a gnome would appear alongside it.

SleevesMcKenzie Richardson

The man sighed, watching the fantastical scene before him. His body melted into the cushioned chair. For the first time in weeks, he allowed himself to relax.

The women on the stage spun and twirled in their matching dresses; long sleeves drifting around them, like jellyfish floating, petals falling, life in motion.

His mind cleared as he took in the beauty of the moment, feeling at ease with the world.

Those long pink sleeves hypnotized him and he slipped into a temporary haven.

For once, he felt content.

When the music stopped and the stage cleared, he clapped the loudest.

MusicMiriam Hurdle

Grateful was I as a little girl
Be exposed to music
It speaks to me
It speaks for me
When moments of
Deepest sorrow that
No words enough to comfort
Through music and lyrics
My soul is touched
My heart is comforted
The power of Music

The Changing Seasons Sammi Cox

It was but a moment
A falling star
A falling leaf
That was all it took
To change my
Summer’s heart
To autumn’s torment
And on to
The slow descent into
Winter’s death

HushMcKenzie Richardson

Hush now dear
It will be okay
That’s a lie
But that’s okay
Sometimes we just
Need to lie to ourselves
To escape the dark places
Into which the mind delves.
And search for the sunshine/ We’re all so compelled
To find at the end of the tunnel.

WinterMiriam Hurdle

“The winter has gone by in a flash. Your presence made my winter warmer. The snowball fight was hilarious; you hit my mouth when I was laughing. You taught me to play new games, and I wanted to play again and again. The stories you told me about the people down the mountain fascinated me, I wanted to hear more. You liked the hot cocoa I made and we drank it by the fireplace. You rubbed my hands and fingers to make them warm. I like winter. Why did you have to go?” – Me

Love-StruckSammi Cox

She was beguiling
And she knew it
Had you wrapped around her finger
Only you were too blind to see it
Thought her sweet and innocent
Became lost in her enchantment
Believed the dream she spun you
Her voice a balm to your soul
So that when you learned the truth
You would be too far gone to care

Tragedy | McKenzie Richardson

The little hands/ Pull
At our heart strings.
The pretty words/ Make
All our hearts sing.
But few of us
Really/ Notice
The little things.
And that
Is the true

Dining Alone Miriam Hurdle

“It’s good that the wait wasn’t too long.”

“Yeah, we got here in time to beat the crowd. The after work traffic is getting worse. Every minute counts, especially on Fridays.”

“I had a hectic week at work. Thank God the weekend is here!”

“I look forward to the weekend too.”

“I like the way you set your hair, now I can see more of your beautiful face!”

“Oh, thanks, just wanted to try something different! Did you notice that gentleman there? He used to come with his wife! He is here alone. I wonder what happened to his wife!”

CheckmateSammi Cox

I had been outmanoeuvred

I was sure I had
Thought of all possible scenarios
Considered every eventuality

My options were fading fast
Soon, I would have no more moves left to make
I had lost the upper hand; my downfall was imminent

Word of EncouragementMcKenzie Richardson

Because we are at our strongest
At the peak of exhaustion.
We are most-informed
When we become aware of our ignorance.
We are the bravest
In our recognition of fear.
We may not be ready to take on the challenge
But by realizing our weaknesses and shortcomings
We are able to take a step towards achievement.
Because we are aware/ We can make a difference.

Fourteen and UnderMiriam Hurdle

“Hey, Sis, got anything?”

“No! Not yet. The water is quiet. You can hear a pin drop.”

“Don’t worry, we got all day.”

“I know. How about you? Got anything?”

“Not yet! I’m glad Dad found this lake for us to hang out. We almost have the whole lake to ourselves. No big guys come here!”

“Yeah, that’s the good thing. Big guys have all the fishing gadgets. I feel stupid with my small fishing rod next to them.”

“There is a fishing contest next month for us under fourteen years old.”

“Oh, I want to do it, will you?”

The Stone CircleSammi Cox

The stone circle was a gateway. On some level I knew this, accepted this. To part of my brain, this was a statement of fact and made perfect sense. But the rest of my brain thought I was going crazy.

My curiosity was piqued. If the stone circle was a gateway, where did it lead? There was only one way to find out. Every door had a key, and every stone circle a particular astronomical alignment.

When the time was right, I visited the monument. I sat down on the altar stone and waited for an answer…but not for long…


Submissions to Whispers and Echoes Issue 2 closing soon…

Submissions to the second issue of Whispers and Echoes, a online journal of small writing, close on the 15th October 2017.

There is still plenty of time to submit your short poems (up to 10 lines, any form haiku, tanka, free verse etc) and flash fiction (stories in 100 words or less).  Remember, there is no set theme and we are happy to include work that has already appeared on your blog / website / social media.

For more information, you can find the submissions guidelines here.  To read Issue 1, follow this link.  For writing prompts and inspiration see here and here.

We can’t wait to read what you have come up with!

Happy Writing!

Love Letters to Gaia – an anthology of letters and poems dedicated to the earth

Love Letters to Gaia is a multi-author anthology of letters and poems inspired by the earth.

Covering conservation, the natural world, how the earth can make us feel and more besides, if you have a moment, please support the talented authors who sent their amazing work this way, by reading, voting and commenting.

To learn more about this anthology, please visit the Love Letters to Gaia anthology page.  To read the anthology for FREE via Wattpad, click the cover below.


Whispers and Echoes Issue 2 – deadline extension

The submission deadline to Issue 2 of Whispers and Echoes has been extended until 11th October 2017, so there is still plenty of time to submit your short poems and flash fiction.  Remember, there is no set theme and we are happy to include work that has already appeared on your blog / website / social media.

For more information, you can find the submissions guidelines here.  To read Issue 1, follow this link.  For writing prompts and inspiration see here and here.

We can’t wait to read what you have come up with!

Happy Writing!

Love Letters to Gaia anthology newsletter

Love Letters to Gaia ~ Newsletter

For Writers, Readers and Reviewers


[last updated 14 / 09/ 2017 ]

Submissions are now closed for the anthology of earth-inspired letters and poems, Love Letters to Gaia.  Thanks to everyone who submitted.  This newsletter will hopefully answer any questions you might have.

When will I hear back about my submission(s)?

Within the next week or so (no later than Wednesday 13th September 2017).  I am currently working through the poems and letters we received for the anthology, collating them as I go.  Once I’ve put the anthology together, I will email all those who submitted.  Those whose work has been included will be sent their PDF contributors copy at the same time.

Where will I be able to find the anthology when it’s released?

On Wattpad.  The link for the anthology is: https://www.wattpad.com/story/121636599-love-letters-to-gaia-a-multi-author-anthology

When is the anthology going to be released?

Over the third weekend in September.  For this anthology, the poems and letters are going to be published gradually over 3 days: Friday 15th September, Saturday 16th September and Sunday 17th September.  Once the anthology has been finalised, I will add a posting schedule below, so you will know exactly when your piece(s) are available to read.

Posting Schedule

Friday 15th September 2017

  • To Remember Your Worth by Ezekiel O Tracy
  • Find a Way by McKenzie Richardson
  • Echo of the Earth by Miriam Hurdle
  • Earth Cries by Paul Callus
  • Time Out by McKenzie Richardson

Saturday 16th September 2017

  • A Seed by Ezekiel O Tracy
  • Many Names, Many Faces by Sammi Cox
  • My Grandmother by McKenzie Richardson
  • Unto the Hills by Miriam Hurdle
  • Perceiving Earth by Sammi Cox

Sunday 17th September 2017

  • Earth by McKenzie Richardson
  • In Synch with Spring by Miriam Hurdle
  • Gaia’s Grief by Sammi Cox
  • Most of All by McKenzie Richardson

I’m a reviewer.  How can I get a copy of the anthology?

You can either head over to Wattpad and read the anthology there (the link can be found above) or you can send a email requesting a PDF copy of the anthology in return for providing us with a review of it once you have read it.  To learn more, please visit For Reviewers.

What’s next in the “Love Letters” series?

The next title in this series is to be, “Love Letters to Selene”, an anthology of poetry and letters inspired by the moon.  Details will be available shortly, under the “Future Projects” section of the “Submissions” tab.  The guidelines will be the same as those set out for Love Letters to Gaia.  Submissions will open late 2017 / early 2018.

Any questions I haven’t covered?  Please feel free to post them in the comments section below and I will do my best to answer them.

Thank you for your patience, and your support!