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”

Begin again, by Britta Benson

I am working on a poetry submission that I really, really need to get finished and out of the house prontissimo. So to counterbalance my big long piece, I ordered myself a diet of haiku, something I sometimes do, to concentrate my thinking. Here’s one of my wee poems of today. I gave it aContinue reading “Begin again, by Britta Benson”

November manifesto, by Britta Benson

Tired all day, and not in a good way. This is what happens, when I have a few good days in a row, there’s always a slump and suddenly, I question everything and have to remind myself: this is just a not so great day. Is all. This will pass, won’t last, I’ll get throughContinue reading “November manifesto, by Britta Benson”

The haiku tree, by Britta Benson

I’ve got a tree in my garden that bursts into white flowers every June and come mid July, the spent petals fall like snow onto my lawn or my humble self, for I like sitting right under this tree, my haiku tree, because it inspires so much poetry. I wrote a story about it inContinue reading “The haiku tree, by Britta Benson”

Haiku heptathlon

This is a series of seven haiku I did in response to a challenge I set my writing group, The Procrastinators: Seven haiku in seven days, the prompts vaguely Olympic, in a nod to the upcoming games. Track, Summer, Ring, Swim, Dream, Soul, Spirit. Haiku heptathlon Track Even trodden paths afford swift unmarked exits intoContinue reading “Haiku heptathlon”

The meaning of life – in a haiku

Here’s the story behind today’s haiku and ukiah. A while ago, I bumped into an old classmate from high school. We had never been friends, never foes either, she was just one of the many people in my school that occupied the ‘neutral zone’ in my mind. She asked what I was doing and IContinue reading “The meaning of life – in a haiku”

Clouds, by Britta Benson

Every location comes with advantages and disadvantages, every place has its pros and cons. One of the many perks of living in Scotland is, that I can study clouds and rain whenever I please. You might think that’s not exactly great. Think again. It means the whole country is always coloured the most luscious greenContinue reading “Clouds, by Britta Benson”

Four Haiku, by Britta Benson

I am starting to enjoy short poems. This is the complete opposite of what I used to write: novels. So a bit of a learning curve, but a lot of fun. The wave The wave meant well and approached the sand castle fast, brimful of joy. One One timid wave moves towards distant horizons whereContinue reading “Four Haiku, by Britta Benson”

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