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


Photograph Courtesy of Helle Gade