The prompt for Week 13 of The Haiku Foundation’s Haiku Dialogue was “An exotic spice.”
I came up with this:
allergy season
I ask for extra
wasabi paste
The prompt for Week 13 of The Haiku Foundation’s Haiku Dialogue was “An exotic spice.”
I came up with this:
allergy season
I ask for extra
wasabi paste
longest day
an extra syllable
in the rooster’s crow
I wrote the above haiku a while back and it was accepted for publication by Shamrock Haiku Journal. To my surprise and joy, I just found out that it’s a runner-up in their 2018 Readers’ Choice Awards.
Every issue of Shamrock is always packed with great haiku. Read their latest issue here!
model plane kit
a piece missing
from my childhood
I wrote the above haiku for The Haiku Foundation’s most recent Haiku Dialogue. The theme was “a hand-me-down toy.” The purpose of the dialogue is to explore the possibilities of the medium of haiku. Check it out here!
lone glove
why am I still
holding on?
My haiku, as seen above, is being featured in a Haiku Dialogue by The Haiku Foundation. Lots of great poets contributed. Read all their work here!
A new haiku of mine is featured in the latest issue of The Heron’s Nest:
raindrops
one memory slides
into another
You can read the rest of the issue here!
I contributed to one of The Haiku Foundation’s recent Haiku Dialogues. The theme was “Avalanche Risk.”
Here’s my haiku:
avalanche warning
my father clears
his throat
Read the full Haiku Dialogue here!
Issue #40 of Shamrock is now online! Three of my recent haiku are featured in the issue.
You can read them here!
The Arts Council of Appling County recently held its first poetry contest. My poem came in second!
Here it is:
Most Insincere Form
Photographs of snow do not melt.
No wives are widowed by paintings of soldiers.
My echo is more talkative than me
And my shadow’s taller.
The lovers I meet in my dreams
Are gone by sunrise.
And not a word on this page
Was handwritten.
The man in the mirror
Reflects well on me.
Such insincere imitation
Must be flattery.
So, I saw this flyer a while back:

I submitted an essay and hoped for the best.
Well, the best happened! My essay won the contest. Here I am holding my almost comically over-sized trophy:

You can read the essay I submitted below:
Two Voices
by
Edward Cody Huddleston
There is a voice inside of you that whispers all day long, ‘I feel that this is right for me, I know that this is wrong.’ -Shel Silverstein
We each have two voices in our heads. One of them preaches mercy, kindness, and benevolence. The other preaches malice, cruelty, and bitterness.
Life is nothing if not a struggle between these two voices, a tug-o-war for our souls that lasts as long as we live. Examples of this exist everywhere.
My favorite TV show is Dexter. It tells the story of a serial killer who only kills other serial killers. Every day for Dexter is an inner battle between his conflicting desires, his desire to kill, and his desire to live a decent, productive life. His evil voice tells him to kill innocent people. But he fights it.
I recently watched a documentary about a support group for non-offending pedophiles. Their evil voice tells them to destroy the innocence of children. But they fight it.
Likewise, you may have days when your evil voice seems irresistible, a powerful James Earl Jones against the puny Gilbert Gottfried of your good voice, but you’ll fight it. You’ll choose the good voice and, thanks to you, your spouse’s head, and the 9 iron you’ll want to smash it with, will stay intact.
Because deep down, we all want to be closer to each other. Many of our latest and greatest technological marvels, such as smartphones and the internet, exist for that very reason. We live in a new, exciting age where, if someone speaks loudly and boldly enough, their voice can reach millions. Let that voice be yours, and let it be the voice of reason. Let what you tell the world echo what your conscience tells you, because a culture without a conscience can’t survive.
When we speak from the conscience, our voices become a powerful chorus. That’s why it’s called living in harmony.