{"id":101706,"date":"2021-06-27T06:37:26","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T10:37:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=101706"},"modified":"2021-06-28T00:11:59","modified_gmt":"2021-06-28T04:11:59","slug":"101706","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/101706\/","title":{"rendered":"Tasking The Paranoiac-Critical Mind"},"content":{"rendered":"<header class=\"entry-header\">\n<h1 class=\"entry-title\">Prompt for Hour Twenty-Two<\/h1>\n<p>Salvidor Dali<\/p>\n<p>where is your paranoiac-critical mind<\/p>\n<p>I need your method more than ever.<\/p>\n<p>that state between sleep and consciences.<\/p>\n<p>where abstractions grow like Van Gogh&#8217;s poplar trees.<\/p>\n<p>Let me slip into your sleep-walking journey.<\/p>\n<p>where reality fails to solidify.<\/p>\n<p>and dreaming finds dimension.<\/p>\n<p>just a few more hours of mental babbling on.<\/p>\n<p>I am nearing the end of this daydreamer&#8217;s trail.<\/p>\n<p>a road, never taken, to end well<\/p>\n<p>and stretching, stretching beautifully,<\/p>\n<p>In a grove of poet-trees.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div class=\"entry-meta\"><span class=\"posted-on\">Posted on\u00a0<a href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompt-for-hour-twenty-two-5\/\" rel=\"bookmark\">June 27, 2021 6:00am 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>Write a poem to wake yourself up.<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/encourline-__ZuA0eEfis-unsplash-scaled.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prompt for Hour Twenty-Two Salvidor Dali where is your paranoiac-critical mind I need your method more than ever. that state between sleep and consciences. where abstractions grow like Van Gogh&#8217;s poplar trees. Let me slip into your sleep-walking journey. where reality fails to solidify. and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":220,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-101706","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101706","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=101706"}],"version-history":[{"count":8,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101706\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103510,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/101706\/revisions\/103510"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=101706"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=101706"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=101706"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}