Bitter Consolation

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heavy elements will linger in the
bitter consolation given

because he knew what he
signed up for

and the waves of gravity
and gold don’t matter

Myeshia is a black hole
widow

absorbing endless light

from speeches and a
fractured sympathy.

___

© Ben Ditmars 2017

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Haiku in Memory of Tom Petty

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i smell of the moon –

one last time to kill the pain

and taste rock candy.

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no, i won’t back down

among the wildflowers

we belong to them.

~

music and chaos

free fall into nothing, the

sounds of nineteen guns.

~

she was an american girl…

a nurse, a teacher, a veteran.

~

© Ben Ditmars 2017

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Photograph Courtesy of Helle Gade

IVD 5: My Journey in Haiku

Indievengence Day is a yearly event in or around Dallas, Texas. Indie authors gather from across the state and sometimes continent to hangout and sell books to the public. This year was my fifth year attending. I decided to do something special and haiku my journey from Ohio down South.

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It’s an adventure,

Bilbo Baggins would be proud

Smaug flies United.

~

Look at me awake

Before the airport crawls to

Life, ha, ha, ha, ha.

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Coffee with a shot

Of espresso wakes me up

Before I go go.

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Aggressive pat downs

And judgement for my wallet

Left outside the bin.

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She carries a small

Generator, her home lost

To the hurricane.

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A boat captain ret-

Urns to the Virgin Islands

Bringing them supplies.

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They handed me a

Cookie in the dark and I

Ate it willingly.

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Turbulence tells me,

“Welcome to the friendly skies”

As the light turns down.

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The stars at night are

Big and bright deep in the heart

Of Dallas, Texas.

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The prairie sky is

Wide and high deep in the heart

Of Dallas, Texas.

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I bounced on the bed

And promptly rolled off, because

I’m a Hufflepuff.

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No hot water but

I get to see my friends and

They think I’m Batman.

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Orange sherbet sassy

Pink hair attitude rocks that

She’s got on cape cod.

(Written with Susie Clevenger)

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Blood sugar was all

Right despite a breadstick scare

Now I can drink juice.

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A shot of orange juice,

Quesadillas for breakfast –

Makes it old fashioned.

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Grumpy bear needs Ad-

Vil PM before his C-

PAP or he’s cranky.

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Books are ready to

Sell but I’m thinking of clash-

Es in St. Louis.

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It’s on with bells and

Scattered inky residue

Conveying mischief.

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Searching for Mc. D’s

Hoping for a bagel sand-

Wich or a coffee.

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Discussing landscapes

Of Yosemite makes the

Day more interesting.

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Let’s go, poetry!

Reading, sharing, loving it?

That’s the money shot.

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Behind the scenes, yo

Slaying rhymes up at a desk.

I’m that freaking cool!

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It isn’t shots of

Kamikaze or Sex on

The beach, but what is?

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People are flying

To Chicago but I hear

It might be windy.

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Attention, there will

Be a prayer service across

From D-22.

Fantasists

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we became those people overnight,

fantasists who daydream holding

hands and speak in whispers of ‘true love’

like nothing came before a kiss across

the console of a Chevy Cruz or

will exist without space curvature

across the low points of

our spines…

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i’ve fanned the flames

and lost myself in

your geometry.

____

© Ben Ditmars 2017