Snow vs Snow, by Britta Benson

Here’s my response to my new year’s resolution to write more syllabic poetry and Tanka Tuesday’s photo prompt. You can find the picture and full guidelines by clicking on this link: https://wordcraftpoetry.com/2023/01/10/tankatuesday-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-302-1-10-23/ Snow Winter dream. Always. Picture postcard, wish list scene. Practicalities never quite as pastoral. Drive needs dug out, soggy boots. Snow Strong instigator.

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First thing, by Britta Benson

Here’s my reply to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt. This week, the word is ‘engrave’ with a word count of 23. (https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/12/10/weekend-writing-prompt-289-engrave/) I immediately thought of this morning’s snow, falling on my face… I just stood there, head pointing towards the sky, letting the snow fall on me, and in my mind I was already

Long before dawn, by Britta Benson

It’s snowing! Whenever there’s snow, I feel about five years old. Normally, I at least feel 12 1/2. Or 112. Changes so quickly. The snow started before dawn and I’m determined to make the most of it. Here’s my first snow poem of the day. Long before dawn Snow falls thick, light, fast. Black ice

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 and