Time for our eighth annual SPECULATIVE FICTION HAIKU CONTEST! Anyone can do this!
As a reminder, here are the rules:
For haiku, the typical subject matter is nature, but if you decide to be traditional, you must give it a fantasy, science fiction, or horror twist. We expect to be told that the peaceful wind you describe is blowing across a landscape of an unfamiliar, distant planet. And if your poem is about a flower, we hope that elegant little touch of beauty is about to be trampled by an Orc. We welcome the sublime as well as the humorous, the pedestrian along with the momentous.
Though you may use the traditional three-line haiku following a 5-7-5 syllable pattern, feel free to break that pattern. Many poets who write English haiku adhere to other expectations:
- Written in three lines, though sometimes in two or four lines
- Often offers a juxtaposition of two images or ideas
- Doesn’t rhyme
- Often uses a season-term or a word/phrase that implies a time of year
- Employs compressed, objective, descriptive language
- Often divided in two parts (the break usually comes at the end of the first line, the middle of the second line, or the end of the second line).
As inspiration, here are a few from previous years:
You may write as many haiku as you like. We’ll choose one haiku author to win a book from our stacks or a FanLit t-shirt (depends on size availability). If you’re outside of the U.S.A., we’ll send a $5 Amazon gift card.
Head in my closet,
Zombies surge beneath L.A.,
Spine-zapping is all.
galaxy — evidence of God
for His arrest
I don’t want to win anything; I just love haikus.
Leaves rustle and chirp
their surface a fuzzy mauve
paved with tiny bones.
Wind howls unceasing
across the destroyed landscape
only ghosts to hear.
Forest creatures pause
sleigh bells ring in frosty air
jolly laughter soars.
Crows watch, eyes intent,
wolf eats, staining deep snow red
Sasquatch hands crows scraps.
We look to the stars
feeling alone on this rock
are they looking too…
“I love your blue eyes,”
I said to her decayed face.
She fed them to me.
“Just one kiss,” she said.
Too late I saw brown eyes go black.
First bite hurts the most.
Clint Collins, if you live in the USA, you win a book of your choice from our stacks. If your address is outside of the USA, you will get a $5 Amazon gift card.
Please contact me (Marion) with your choice and a US address. Happy reading!
Susan Emans, Honorable Mention for these wonderful nature-themed poems!
Fairies in the yard
Fluttering like butterflies
how sharp their teeth are