Clock, by Britta Benson

Just a wee silly one. Because it’s Sunday and I feel like it. Clock Isn’t time supposed to be linear? Strict B to D, birth to death, no warps, no jumps, no omissions. Each tick followed by tock. Hands complete rounds, start again from beginnings that are ends. How frustrating! So monotonous… No wonder sheContinue reading “Clock, by Britta Benson”

Naming ceremony, by Britta Benson

I am pleased to announce that my flash fiction piece ‘Naming ceremony‘ has just been published on MasticadoresIndia. It’s a dark piece and will not be to everyone’s taste, but then again, even fluffy rainbow unicorns are not to everyone’s taste. Here’s the link to my story on MasticadoresIndia, where you can find lots ofContinue reading “Naming ceremony, by Britta Benson”

Boots on the ground, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to this week’s W3 prompt, set by Steven S. Wallace. This week, the challenge is to write an ekphrastic poem inspired by a picture Steven took. I did not manage to copy his photograph onto my blog, so I chose an image, similar in spirit, I took a couple of years ago.Continue reading “Boots on the ground, by Britta Benson”

A brief history of everything, by Britta Benson

A brief history of everything Summer wants to leave. Days long to be shorter. Trees look within, ready to shed what doesn’t serve, withdraw, rest, dream. Some, for a while. Others, forever. This transition, no big deal. Just a brief history of everything.

Each fail, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Fandango’s One Word Challenge ‘Fail‘ ( Short and sweet. Just popped out like that. I mean, hey, ‘fail’, what’s not to like? Each Fail Each fail provides useful information: Elimination of yet another path not to take, confirmation of cakes not to bake, or perhaps just the realisation, that some things,Continue reading “Each fail, by Britta Benson”

Opera, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt: Opera, word count 95. ( Opera I’m still getting over the shock as I keep coming back for more to the only place in the known universe, made up entirely of bloodfeuds, doomed love and lovers in all shapes and flavours: twosomes, threesomes, all sorts ofContinue reading “Opera, by Britta Benson”

Poetry, by Britta Benson

Here’s a little trip down memory lane… a poem I wrote about a year ago, my attempt at giving a definition of poetry. I’d like to read yours, if you have one… I’m out all day, so I’m posting this little flashback now and will give you today’s poem tomorrow. Make sense? Poetry Poetry isContinue reading “Poetry, by Britta Benson”

Ambitious, by Britta Benson

This wee poem was inspired by yesterday’s Moonwashed Challenge. Theme: Ambitious. Here’s the link to the full blog post: Ambitious Counting hours, years, words, fingers won’t suffice. Cold, rain, cold. How many lines does it take to forget the old? Be kind to paper. Trees bear witness with practised stoicism, but won’t take onContinue reading “Ambitious, by Britta Benson”

Friendly advice from nature, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Colleen’s Tanka Tuesday Challenge over at ( This week, the theme is ‘Lessons from nature‘. I chose to write an etheree. The poem seemed to naturally flow that way. Friendly advice from nature Be tidal, seasonal, let come go, grow, change and develop. Respect rest, hibernate. Accept darkness, allow light,Continue reading “Friendly advice from nature, by Britta Benson”

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