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This is that feeling, by Britta Benson

This is that feeling Summer of ‘83. Thirteen, underdeveloped, ridiculous. On my white t-shirt, tiny multi-coloured stars. Yellow, green, satin shorts, no fashion sense, even back then. My rainbow rollerskates act like the wings of a mythical beast. I glide, I dart, weave. And I know: this is that feeling. Free. Wind. Fast. Me.


Memories, by Britta Benson

It rains so hard today, that I might have to teach my home to swim. I’ve been watching the rain fall on saturated ground for quite some time now and it sparked a poem. Inevitable. Really. Here goes. Memories Memories fall like rain. Inevitable. Get hit by a touch, a smile, a word, years old,Continue reading “Memories, by Britta Benson”

Snow Angel, by Britta Benson

I completely forgot to put this poem on my poetry blog. It’s a direct response to the Advent Calendar of Prompts, link below. On a wet and miserable, decidedly brown winter’s day, the memory of childhood snow cheers me up no end! I generally find that snow is so much better in the past andContinue reading “Snow Angel, by Britta Benson”

A Christmas Memory, by Britta Benson

Another poem inspired by the Advent Calendar of Prompts on The Procrastinators website. I put a link to the advent calendar below the poem, in case you are interested. So without any further ado, here’s a Christmas memory from a long time ago in the shape of a short poem. A Christmas Memory The nightContinue reading “A Christmas Memory, by Britta Benson”

Remembering for beginners, by Britta Benson

I’ve been playing around with the concept of memory last night and filled plenty of pages in my notebook. Today, I decided to distill my thoughts into a little poem. So here goes. Remembering for beginners. The simply guide. Remembering for beginners Remember, forget, remember, forget, repeat before milestones become millstones in your head. LetContinue reading “Remembering for beginners, by Britta Benson”