Catacomb, by Britta Benson

Here is my response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. This week’s prompt: Catacomb in 77 words. I thoroughly enjoyed this challenge. Here’s the link to the prompt page:


What if you thrive

where nobody else

can find hope?

What if your soul

seeks her lifelong mate

between efflorescence and decay?

What if your paradise

lies in the dark, the depth,

the unseen, tucked away,

next to bones,

in the eyesockets of the past?

What if your habitat,

your most private niche,

comes surrounded by graves?

What if your heart

craves the echo of limestone,

needs to beat in a cave?

What if you’ve arrived?

10 thoughts on “Catacomb, by Britta Benson

    1. Thanks so much. I find it quite bizarre that on the sunniest day in Scotland so far I felt very much so in the mood for a catacomb poem, but hey ho, that’s what Sammi’s prompts do… Basking in sunshine, I took a walk on the dark side…


    1. Thanks, David. This is probably the consequence of endless discussions with my fifteen year old son about the Zombie apocalypse. Apparently, the undead have feelings, too. I trust my teenager with all doom related questions as he has the far superior knowledge when it comes to such things. What if… is a good question to ask. I loved your take on the prompt, too. Would love to know what happened to Reckus!

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