Ask me, by Britta Benson

Picture credit: Britta Benson, Dunbar, Scotland

Much of my writing is inspired by my walks. Here’s one of them, written after an outing along the beach in Dunbar.

This poem was published by the Journal of Expressive Writing a couple of days ago. Here’s the link: https://www.journalofexpressivewriting.com/post/ask-me

Ask me

Ask me,

what holds the coast together?

The moon, mostly,

pushing the wet sand back where it belongs,

grain by grain,

only taking, what she needs,

and leaving the rest free to roam.

Crests of generosity work wonders,

day and night.

Salt.

Love.

Empty shells,

especially the broken ones,

with their infinite edges,

fjords of remembrance.

The frosted smooth faces of seaglass,

tiny rainbows of loss,

the translucent tears of hope.

Undersized pebbles weaving in and out

blackest of rocks,

bolders of grace.

The spray, the spit,

the grit of determination.

These are the paperweights

keeping the world in her place.

Add the fickle beauty of thrift,

sending up pink rosy globes of dawn,

of futures to behold,

dreams far beyond the possibility of a horizon.

And then, don’t forget,

the dense grey green tufts of marram grass,

standing guard with spiky blades,

strong as swords,

its roots matted,

steadfast clusters of our past.

Ask me,

what holds a soul together?

The answer is pretty much the same.

4 thoughts on “Ask me, by Britta Benson

    1. Well, that always leaves me the option to make fun of myself! I went from lecturer for French literature to juggler a good twenty years ago, now run a circus school together with my husband (who is a sculptor and magician) and enjoy performing. You couldn’t make it up, could you? Considering the slightly arthritic state of my body, I better start to take the writing seriously… LOL.

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      1. For sure we would have never met in real life. I lead one of those bland boring lives of people who never leave their home and don’t look anyone in the eye when speaking. Glad we met on WP where anything magical can happen. 😉

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