Entity

Sweet words.

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I sense you subconsciously

Like the unseen cells of my being

Stimulating new energy within me

We are One conscious entity

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I Am Struck

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of all absurd notions,

i am struck how love

for forests or the trees

can be tied up in delusion and

compared to racist thoughts –

as if rain pulls over drivers

of a different color or

snow falls only with the

line of poverty –

we share the world

and forget that is living

off insurance with a high

deductible.

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© Ben Ditmars 2017

The Huntress with Helle Gade

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Blue hearts hum

With ceiling fans

 

Free as coils

Burning casually

On unsocked feet

 

The huntress comes at night

Her silent voice

Carried by the northern wind

Listen carefully

For she whispers

The secrets of the dark

 

She hunts the truth

The fears you harbour

She will alleviate

For she is all there stands

 

Between you and the evil

That hunts in the dark hours

 

Winter is approaching

With thunderous steps

Gale winds of cold fury

Following from the frosty

North It is time to go to ground

To cover up and wait longingly

For spring to chase away

The harsh breath of frost

I wish I could hibernate

 

Like a grizzly bear

Awake to budding flowers

And the promise of light

 

I fear an icy wind, and collapsing through the narrow skin –

Perhaps it is possible to bloom below subzero or survive in stasis

If not thrive.

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© 2017 Helle Gade and Ben Ditmars

Poetry at the Delaware Library

Every month poets meet at the library in Delaware, Ohio to read, workshop and discuss their work. We usually include a writing prompt as well. I would like to share a few haiku written by the group and its members. Feel free to join us next month on November 5th at 3 PM. Find the Facebook event here.

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dog and board struck hedge

red board wheels tail legs stick out

fell in hedge. think hard.

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where am i? in hedge?

feeling free in the darknenss

relax or struggle?

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soft hedges blur in-

sanity, new places to

find metatarsals.

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We wrote these haiku together:

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grass escapes inside

sabrina falls into fog

brioken like a branch.

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wind blows orange leaves

two friends sit upon a bench

no longer lonely.

 

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.

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© Ben Ditmars 2017

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.

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music and chaos

free fall into nothing, the

sounds of nineteen guns.

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she was an american girl…

a nurse, a teacher, a veteran.

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© Ben Ditmars 2017

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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.

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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.