Behaving like humans, by Britta Benson

This poem was inspired by a free expressive writing workshop, run by Michelle Berberet (https://www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/expressive-writing-zoom-workshop-fall-session-tickets-399661768107?aff=ebdssbdestsearch&keep_tld=1). These Tuesday classes have become a fixture in my diary and I cannot recommend them highly enough. The group is simply wonderful. Supportive. Creative. Human… Behaving like humans Simple. One rule. Send love. In a breath, a thought, a word,Continue reading “Behaving like humans, by Britta Benson”

Seen through pane, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Reena Saxena’s Poetry Challenge over at Word Craft Poetry (https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2022/08/16/tankatuesday-poetry-challenge-no-285-8-18-22-ekphrastic-photoprompt/). This week, the theme is ekphrastic poetry and Reena has provided a drawing as inspiration. You can see Reena’s beautiful piece by clicking on the link above. Here’s the scene: This morning, as I read the blogs I follow, I cameContinue reading “Seen through pane, by Britta Benson”

self, by Britta Benson

Regular readers of my poetry blog know that I like to experiment. Some of my experiments work, others, not so much so. My poem ‘self’ has been included in the t’ART Press Summer Showcase. Theme of the submission call was ‘self’ and for me, it had to be a found poem. Sometimes we look forContinue reading “self, by Britta Benson”

London Lanturne, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to my own prompt guidelines for the W3 Poetry Challenge (https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/08/10/w3-prompt-15-weave-written-weekly/). I’m in London just now and this is my attempt of describing the city in the current prolonged heat wave. I initially chose the lanturne form, simply because of the alliteration. With hindsight, though, I think it works quite well. LondonContinue reading “London Lanturne, by Britta Benson”

Stillness, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Brian Vos’ Weekly Poetry Prompt. Theme this week: Stillness. You can read his full blog post here: https://brianvos.com/2022/08/05/stillness-your-weekly-poetry-prompt/ I like responding to prompts. Sometimes, it’s an organic process that takes a while to get to where it needs to go. Other times, a poem simply manifests, hey presto, and becomes fullyContinue reading “Stillness, by Britta Benson”

Maybe that’s just what I want to do, by Britta Benson

I often use prompts in a very loose way. This month, Rebecca Cuningham’s Poetry Challenge is all about writing a haibun. Theme: door. Door? Well, Rebecca also mentions portals, beginnings, invitations and next steps. That led me to a reflection on writing, so I guess, I went a bit along the portal line of thought.Continue reading “Maybe that’s just what I want to do, by Britta Benson”

Wrong, by Britta Benson

Wrong Wrong, just a matter of right, seen from another side of the same round world. Your day, my night, never quite catching up, bound by otherness. Opposites? Just long distance friendships tied with the unobtrusive courtesy of freedom.

That moment, by Britta Benson

Every week, I look forward to the W3 poetry challenge, hosted by David on The Skeptic’s Kaddish. This week, the guidelines, set by A.J. Wilson, are as follows: Write a poem in no more than 12 lines, include the word ‘waiting’. Here’s the link to the full blog post: https://skepticskaddish.com/2022/07/27/w3-prompt-13-weave-written-weekly/ Here’s my response… inspired byContinue reading “That moment, by Britta Benson”

Game, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to this week’s poetry prompt on Brian Vos’s blog. Theme this week: Intuition. You can read his full post here: https://brianvos.com/2022/07/22/intuition-your-weekly-poetry-prompt/ Game Intuition, instinct, gut or simply unadulterated anger… Decisions manifest or not. Minds keep tally. Win or lose, it doesn’t matter. When I think I know, I told you so, fateContinue reading “Game, by Britta Benson”

She looked at joy, by Britta Benson

I’ve only got a wee found poem for you today. I love found or blackout poetry. Especially on days like today, when I’m feeling a little under par and uninspired. Somehow, this found poem was exactly what I needed to hear. I love that about creativity. Here’s the typed up version. Easier on the eyeContinue reading “She looked at joy, by Britta Benson”

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