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Bombs Drop With Caution

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Photograph by Helle Gade

Bombs may drop if we
Stop dropping rock
And roll –
Listen to these
Words of caution
Write them, memorize
A slant and curve –
First world children
Take your time.
Take all of it.
It’s yours.

___

© Ben Ditmars 2018

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.

___

© 2017 Helle Gade and Ben Ditmars

Haiku in Memory of Tom Petty

~

i smell of the moon –

one last time to kill the pain

and taste rock candy.

~

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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