A London poem, kind of, by Britta Benson

I’m in London with my son again. Same procedure as every year… He’s sixteen now. I looked back at the poem I wrote last year, upon our arrival. Here’s an edited version of it. A London Poem, kind of Early morning coffee with my son. Victoria, and a long chat, staring out of windows, watchingContinue reading “A London poem, kind of, 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”

Sleepless, by Britta Benson

Sleepless nights. I don’t get them very often, but when I do, there’s no stopping them. Once my dreams have given up on me for good, the night is over. I can’t blame her… I guess, I should stick with my dreams for a little longer, even the silly ones. Especially the silly ones. UntilContinue reading “Sleepless, by Britta Benson”

Beauty, by Britta Benson

This is my response to Brian Vos’s Weekly Poetry Prompt. This week’s challenge: write a poem about the fleeting nature of beauty. Brian suggested haiku as the form. Here’s the link to the full prompt: https://brianvos.com/2022/05/27/fleeting-beauty-your-weekly-poetry-prompt/ I jotted down quite a lot of notes, before scoring out most of them. Haiku is always a challengeContinue reading “Beauty, by Britta Benson”

Summer… haibun, by Britta Benson

This poem was prompted by dVerse. Write a haibun, theme: summer. Here’s the link to the full prompt: https://dversepoets.com/2022/05/23/haibun-monday-5-23-22-summer/ Summer… haibun Did I enjoy summer as a child? I guess so. Like all great dreams, I can’t remember. The magic disappears upon first contact with too many years. What remains is that smell of youngContinue reading “Summer… haibun, by Britta Benson”

Sea, by Britta Benson

Just a haiku today, inspired by the Sunday Writing Prompts on The Procrastinators. Here’s the link: https://theprocrastinators58220236.wordpress.com/2022/05/22/sunday-writing-prompts-sea-week/ Sea Wave, or not. Crest falls. Heaving silver, sunset bronze. White froth still searching.

Conundrum, by Britta Benson

Saturday, and it’s raining. Here’s the thing… my conundrum… and it comes in the form of a haiku. Conundrum Rain. On Saturday. Water keeps me in my home. I run a hot bath. That’s it, dear readers. Should you wish to read my contribution to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt, ‘Luminous’ in thirty words, here’sContinue reading “Conundrum, by Britta Benson”

Cold, by Britta Benson

I’m experimenting with haiku right now. I am cutting up an old book I once dropped in the bath tub (by accident, I don’t deliberately kill books). I’m making up little flowers, then pick random words on the petals and see if I can make a haiku out of them. Just an experiment, but IContinue reading “Cold, by Britta Benson”

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