Peace | Britta Benson

I listen to the wind

and hope for answers in all directions.

Cold waves crash through blackened rocks,

some snarl in the frill of bold white crests

while others whisper,

licking pebbles on the beach

with salty, swirling tongues.

I carry the life that never was

to the smooth dark shingles

piled up high in the pit of my heart

and finally make peace with my self.

Britta Benson is a happiness & poetry blogging, circus skills instructing German, a writer, performer and linguist thriving in Scotland, her chosen habitat since the year 2000. She runs a creative writing group and writes a daily blog, Britta’s Blog – Letters from Scotland as well as the poetry blog, Odds & Ends She also stares out of her window a lot and drinks far too much tea.

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