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: 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: 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: 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”

Plea, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to this week’s W3 Poetry Challenge set by Michelle Navajas. ( This week, there are two guidelines: 12 lines of free verse, must include the word ‘adorable’. Here’s what I made of it. Plea Free, verse tumbles, not so steadfast, a doddle, bout, just because. Blank page, impatient, curious, aghast, still waiting,Continue reading “Plea, by Britta Benson”

Parliamo Ice Cream Parlour, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to this week’s W3 Poetry Prompt ( Steven’s criteria: 100 words or less, and the poem must contain three proper nouns. Somehow, this got me thinking about ice cream flavours… Parliamo Ice Cream Parlour Summer in Germany with dad, a time of lasts, firsts and in betweens. We eat ice cream toContinue reading “Parliamo Ice Cream Parlour, by Britta Benson”

Hope first, by Britta Benson

Here’s a wee poem I wrote last week during an Open Book creative writing session. A couple of days ago, I took a photograph on my walk along the fields of barley in my home town, the perfect image to go with this poem. Hope first All the could have beens, old should have seens,Continue reading “Hope first, by Britta Benson”

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