Today I again wrote a new shape of poem. With it I post two last photos, one of March and one of April 3rd, because Bushboy asks for it.
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Prompt 12: “I’d like to challenge you to write a triolet. These eight-line poems involve repeating lines and a tight rhyme scheme.”
First time to hear of it, again. The scheme is ABaAabAB. Crystal clear, right? But that’s okay, I like to learn and try new things. Here is my not really peaceful triolet.
Violent act
What poets do is far from freedom fight
and poetry is such a violent act.
They plot, kill, murder using all their might,
what poets do is far from freedom fight.
We’d think that they do nothing else but write.
But you see wounds and wound yourself, in fact
what poets do is far from freedom fight
and poetry is such a violent act.
And now to the photo part. Bushboy posts his challenge at the start of every month, asking us to post the last photo taken with our cameras or phones in the past month.
I have expressed my hope to forget about this challenge on the last day of the month so that my last photo is a spontaneous affair and not taken purposefully. This month my hope came true. I completely forgot about this challenge, and when I was reminded of it ran to see what my last photo taken in March looked like. It cracked me up when I saw it. It was this one:
Only then I realised that Bushboy had changed the rules. This month we are to post the last photo taken on April the 3rd! Naughty! 😀 Here it is, not really remarkable and unedited, but I obey.
And finally, here you go, Easter eggs and mask, both in one. Happy Easter, vesela Velika noč, buona Pasqua!
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For Last on Card 3rd April challenge hosted by bushboys world
Manja Mexi Mexcessive (closed) 
You did well with the poem Manja 🙂 Great last photos. Bestia and Amoure a great last one. I did say I might change the date 😀 😀 I love that silhouette. The cartoon is a good one for a very different Easter this year. Thanks for joining in and hopefully you will forget again 🙂 🙂
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Thank you, Bushboy. You did right, always keep us guessing. 😉 And I’m really glad that you liked the poem as well.
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I had so much trouble with my poem today, so I’m filled with admiration for yours. And a photo to make anyone smile! (K)
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Ahh, thank you so much, K. Sometimes I wonder from where the ideas come to find me. This is my pack in the quarantine. Not a bad time at all. 🙂
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Dangerous poets, indeed. Also, hurting yourself accidentally or deliberately while writing is quite common. Great photos, made me laugh.
Happy Easter, Srećan Uskrs!
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I’m so glad that you can feel where this comes from, Nataša. Thank you so much! Happy Easter to you too!
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Love this triolet! 😍😍 and great photos! Is that Bestia’s fan club under the window (or is it Amoré’s? 😁)
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Hihi, thank you, Irma. I’ve been saving the last two empty bags on purpose just so I can have a photo shoot. 😀 And also because it’s fun to see these cheerful dogs at all times.
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Hope you have had a good Easter, Manja!
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I do, thank you, Sue, for you one too!
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And you are a poetry villain. Love the candid photo, too.💜
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Hihi, poetry villain. I’d put that in the foreword. 😀 Thanks so much for reading, Julie. All well to you. Candid is what candid does. 😉
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They plot, kill, murder. It’s true. It’s why I am in love with words. You can do anything with words: fight a war, turn the world upside down, sock someone in the gut or blow their hair back from their face. You can cause gales of laughter, light bulbs to flash to life, tears. You can make people stop in their tracks. And gasp. Words are the best construction medium. I think.
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Thank you for your poetic comment, Crystal, all of them. ❤ Yes, construction, deconstruction, reconstruction – you name it. Words can do it all.
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