{"id":101465,"date":"2021-06-27T05:54:29","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T09:54:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=101465"},"modified":"2021-07-12T00:51:49","modified_gmt":"2021-07-12T04:51:49","slug":"ode-to-a-water-hose","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/ode-to-a-water-hose\/","title":{"rendered":"Ode to A Water Hose."},"content":{"rendered":"<header class=\"entry-header\">\n<h1 class=\"entry-title\">Prompts for Hour Twenty-One<\/h1>\n<p>You bridge a pipeline to each tree,<\/p>\n<p>and flower patch and unpulled weed.<\/p>\n<p>You&#8217;re more than just a plastic snake<\/p>\n<p>as water shoots out from your neck.<\/p>\n<p>You are my staff my scepter sleek<\/p>\n<p>when I into my garden sneak.<\/p>\n<p>I need not build a grand canal,<\/p>\n<p>Or carry water in a pale.<\/p>\n<p>My aqueduct\u2014 three-quarter hose,<\/p>\n<p>Small waterfalls feed from your nose.<\/p>\n<p>With you, I travel back in time,<\/p>\n<p>to Eden&#8217;s watered river prime.<\/p>\n<p>Oh, flowing sapphire staff made clear,<\/p>\n<p>A snake, like you, is welcomed here.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/header>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<header class=\"entry-header\">\n<div class=\"entry-meta\"><span class=\"posted-on\">Posted on\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompts-for-hour-twenty-one\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">June 27, 2021 5:00am EDT<\/a><\/span><span class=\"byline\">\u00a0by\u00a0<span class=\"author vcard\"><a class=\"url fn n\" href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/author\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/\">The Poetry Marathon<\/a><\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/header>\n<div class=\"entry-content\">\n<p><strong>Text Prompt<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>An ode is a formal address to a person, place, or thing, not present. An irregular ode does not have a traditional form but the manner largely retains the tone and thematic elements of the classical odes.\u00a0 There\u2019s a wonderful example poem here, called an\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/preludemag.com\/issues\/2\/ode-to-shea-butter\/\">Ode to Shea Butter<\/a>\u00a0by Angel Nafis.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prompts for Hour Twenty-One You bridge a pipeline to each tree, and flower patch and unpulled weed. You&#8217;re more than just a plastic snake as water shoots out from your neck. You are my staff my scepter sleek when I into my garden sneak. I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":220,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-101465","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101465","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/220"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=101465"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101465\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":104359,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101465\/revisions\/104359"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101465"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=101465"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=101465"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}