Day Five & Last photo of March

The photo above is the last that I took in March because bushboy asks for it, and in the poem, the murder of peace as it happens.

Another soul-stirring poem in the prompt today, Alfredo Aguilar’s “Palomar Mountain” from Waxwing. And let me add another cheerful one: “The Date (Notes to Self)” by Romana Iorga. It is from 2018 and written to a similar prompt that we had yesterday. What a difference a few years make. To me this poem is all that zest which we collectively don’t have any more.

Prompt 5: “I’d like to challenge you to write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature.” 

Well… God talks. That’s mythical enough for me. It really happened too, at least the first part.

Murder of peace

In 2014,
two (white) children
release two (white) doves 
while the Pope smiles on
from his Vatican window
and calls for the end of violence 
in the Ukraine.

Moments later
the doves are attacked
by a crow
and a seagull.

Enters God as a mythical entity:

“You two shall escape this time
but eight years pass
and it is another thing entirely.

Peace is murdered
by the crows of war.

Russia invades Ukraine
and goes straight for Chernobyl. 

Sean Penn shoots a documentary.

Russian novels and classical music
start raising eyebrows. 

In Slovenia, your friend’s punk rock band
is thrown out of their rehearsal space.

It’s a nuclear shelter.”

God thinks a little, 
snaps his fingers, 
and it’s 2022.

He goes on: 

“Remember that old graffiti?
It was so good.
How did it go…
Suppose they gave a war
and nobody remembers
the last

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Bushboy’s Last on the Card rules are simple:

1. Post the last photo on your SD card or last photo on your phone for the 31st March.
2. No editing – who cares if it is out of focus, not framed as you would like or the subject matter didn’t cooperate.
3. You don’t have to have any explanations, just the photo will do.
4. Create a Pingback to this post or link in the comments.
5. Tag “The Last Photo”.

This is mine:

For Last on the card challenge hosted by bushboys world

The last day in my NaPoWriMo history

2018: 

Look here, dog.
Eyes crack open, you wash.
It’s starting to smell.
Wake up to my hand.

Click for more photos of this mural

2019: Misheard villanelle

“I’m a back door man
living in a land down under
where women glow and men plunder.
The men know but the little girls 
don’t understand.”

Read the full poem.

2020: Comes the time 

Comes the time when people heal by touch
and taste through skin
and my ikigai is finally found
as the Supreme Unifier of All Good.

Comes the time
when all fun is taken out of poetry,
but not quite yet.
Naked. True. Free. Fun. 

Read the full poem.

2021: One human reserve

I’m learning how it feels. They fence you in.
You live, run, breed, sleep and survive, while elsewhere



your species slows to less and less. They know
and tell you nothing. You feed. They want you fat.
Winds promise hunger. You study rabbits;
so naive. You bark hello to dog friend 
and he barks back. You haven’t met today.

Read on.

This day in my blogging history

• 2014: There is no point to this poem. What the sea loses always turns up again; it is only a question of shores. —Erica Jong

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  2014: Mermaids in Piran

• 2014: Amore’s favourite crazy guy. Don’t lose your head.

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  2014: West, wait! (One of my earliest poems written at 18):

  Come plunge with me into the plankton at night when the salt is growing visible and the waves mysteriously quiet. 

  There is a certain power to the sea of which it is not aware and continues to swim underwater. (Read on.)

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  2014: The body doesn’t lie (Taken the first summer upon moving to Tuscany at 43.)

• 2014: Before my highest mountain I stand, and before my longest wandering: to that end I must first go down deeper than ever I descended. —Friedrich Nietzsche

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  2014: Sv. Ilija, Pelješac, Croatia.

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  2014: First time in Niki’s Tarot Garden

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  2015: Happy Easter

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  2016: Grocery shopping by the lagoon

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  2017: Dog, moon, sis and minestrone

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