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”

Avian lifestyle advice for earthbound mammals, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. This week, the word is ‘Avian’, with a word count of 29 (https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/09/03/weekend-writing-prompt-275-avian/) 29? Quite enough. Avian lifestyle advice for earthbound mammals Let heavy minds become volitant. With a little help, they will soar. Allow hearts purposeless flutters. This will strengthen all wings. Imagination defies gravity.Continue reading “Avian lifestyle advice for earthbound mammals, 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”

Fifth of eight, by Britta Benson

Here’s just a wee poem about Lucrezia de’Medici… I know, not a typical subject choice for me. I attended an event at the Edinburgh International Book Festival on Monday. Maggie O’Farrell was speaking about her new book, ‘A Marriage Portrait’. It’s a novel about Lucrezia de’Medici – and I can’t wait to read the book!Continue reading “Fifth of eight, 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‘ (https://fivedotoh.com/2022/08/28/fowc-with-fandango-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. (https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/08/27/weekend-writing-prompt-274-opera/) 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”

Look!, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to Fandango’s One Word Challenge, FOWC. Prompt word today: ‘Look‘. You can read the full prompt post here: https://fivedotoh.com/2022/08/26/fowc-with-fandango-look/ Look! Looking, isn’t seeing. Hearing, not the same as listening. I looked at you and you seemed fine. I heard your voice, and thought you were okay. Sometimes, things feel so similar, thatContinue reading “Look!, by Britta Benson”

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