looking for a sign
your little cement handprint
catches autumn leaves
Tag: Poem
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sunflowers turning
the foster child switches
to first names
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pine sap
sticking to
our story
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dragon-shaped cloud
a boy names a stick
Excalibur
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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. -
Check it out! I placed first in the 2017 Revista Haiku Contest’s English Division! It’s pretty rare for me to write a 5/7/5 haiku, and unheard of for me to write one that rhymes, so it was definitely something different. Click the link above and scroll down to read the poem!
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flash flood warning
my ex
drunk dials meFirst published in Modern Haiku.
Like I promised, I’m going to be sharing more of my recent publications!
Edward Cody Huddleston 