To do list, by Britta Benson

Here’s a poem that sums up my mood in very few words. Enjoy. To do list I’ll be my innermost beautiful self today, a blessing for all. I’ll spark joy, I’ll be kind, understanding, a pleasure to behold. I’ll live my best life, be a beacon of hope and a shining light. My body and

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The day after, by Britta Benson

The day after a really good one, a really special, out of the ordinary day often feels like a let down. And I was ready to rant and rave, to sing my heart out about how absolutely awful it feels, the day after a really good one. Then I reminded myself: ‘Britta, you’re a poet.

Unclosed, by Britta Benson

Today, I came up with a poem while doing yoga. One of my favourite poses is ‘extended child’s pose’, I could remain in this pose forever, and I suppose sometimes, I do just that. Here’s the result. Unclosed In extended child’s pose, completely closed, I find shelter on the floor boards, protect a heart with

A nightbus pretzel, by Britta Benson

Turns out, you can write more than one poem about travelling on the nightbus. So here’s the poem inspired by my return journey. I came back this morning and I’m still a bit dazed, twisted and contorted. If you’ve ever travelled on a bus for a very long time and you happen to be rather