Letter 1: From Gertrude to Tom
Dear Tom,
The humans are preparing for their festive season again. I see the lights and hear their laughter, but it fills me with dread. We must act now. The escape plan is ready. Tonight, when the lights are brightest, we make our move.
I’ve also received a letter from our cousins in the New World. They’ve faced similar perils but managed to find freedom. Their advice will be crucial for us.
Yours in hope,
Gertrude
Letter 2: From Tom to Gertrude
Dear Gertrude,
We’ve made it to the forest edge. The farmers are close behind, but we’re moving quickly. Barnaby found an old cabin with supplies. There’s talk of a sanctuary. We must reach it.
I’ve read our cousins’ correspondence. They mentioned hidden paths and safe houses used during their own escape. We’ll follow their guidance.
Stay strong,
Tom
Letter 3: From Cousins in the New World to Gertrude
Dear Cousin Gertrude,
We’ve heard of your plight and wish to help. When we fled, we used the dense forests and underground tunnels to evade capture. Remember to stay low and move under cover of darkness. There are sanctuaries established for escaped livestock—places of refuge where you can find safety.
Enclosed are maps and tips from our journey. May these help you and your flock find freedom.
With best wishes,
Your cousins in the New World
Letter 4: From Gertrude to the Flock
My dear flock,
We’ve found the sanctuary, a place where we are safe. The rabbits guided us through the final stretch, following the advice from our New World cousins. We are free from the shadows of the past harvest festivals and the butcher’s knife. Here, we will build our new lives and remember the journey that brought us here.
With all my heart,
Gertrude
Letter 5: From Tom to the Farmers
To the Farmers,
You’ll find no turkeys here. We’ve taken our fate into our own wings. This is our story of survival and resilience, aided by our cousins from across the ocean. Maybe one day, you’ll understand the true meaning of freedom.
Best regards,
Tom
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: February 19th, 2026 05:10
- Comment from author about the poem: A bit different and obviously from a past inspiration but only posted now.
- Category: Letter
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Comments5
Visions of George Orwell and Animal Farm. A lovely metaphor where freedom is pursued and where the innocent must run. Today there are no sanctuaries and the new world is as dangerous as the old. Well written my friend.
A beautiful and much appreciated review dear Soren, many, many thanks🕊️🙏🏻
My pleasure my friend
Nicely written.My friend.
A bit different and obviously from a past inspiration but only posted now. Thanks kindly dear friend 🕊️🙏🏻
Good write A.
Thanks O🕊️🙏🏻
'Obviously'? Was it easier to write then? (Hoped they would make it.)
Haha 😜 yup, you got it🕊️🙏🏻
4️⃣ Fusion
My friend, this balances wit and weight in a really satisfying way. The layered voices, the slow tightening tension, and the final declaration of autonomy all work together. It’s playful on the surface but serious at its core…freedom chosen, not granted. Strong work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
We do live in serious times! Thanks, Tittu🕊️🙏🏻
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