{"id":10232,"date":"2015-06-13T17:40:07","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T21:40:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=10232"},"modified":"2015-06-13T17:40:07","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T21:40:07","slug":"streams-of-consciousness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/streams-of-consciousness\/","title":{"rendered":"Streams (of Consciousness)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><\/p>\n<p><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I have been clacking black<br \/>\nspor<br \/>\n-adic(t)<br \/>\n-ally all the live long day,<br \/>\ntrying to find a way to spill my<br \/>\nself to page without throwing in<br \/>\nthe <em>(white)<\/em> towel. I have indulged<br \/>\nin a third cup of coffee and a quiet room;<br \/>\nfed myself a bagel and a handful of phrase.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve coughed. I\u2019ve played.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve splayed my fingers loose<br \/>\nand wondered if they\u2019d wander off<br \/>\non their own<br \/>\n<em>(they tried, but got a bit lost.)<br \/>\n<\/em><br \/>\nI\u2019ve tossed 16 lines out the window<br \/>\nand fed them to the mocking birds<br \/>\ntaunting me from their leafy places.<br \/>\nI\u2019ve left traces of myself all over this house<\/p>\n<p>\u2013 an empty cup here, a dang<br \/>\n-ling participle there. I\u2019ve stared<br \/>\nat these walls<br \/>\n<em>(which, by the way, need painting),<br \/>\n<\/em>and walled myself upstairs in hopes<br \/>\nof just.one.more.moment alone.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve stoned my own path. I\u2019ve tripped and fallen.<br \/>\nI\u2019ve stalled for time. I\u2019ve rhymed, and un.<br \/>\nI\u2019ve had fun. I\u2019ve watched the sun<br \/>\ns t r e t c h \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0across the sky<br \/>\nand asked it not to set too soon.<br \/>\nI\u2019ve longed for moon. I\u2019ve swooned<br \/>\nat someone else\u2019s lines and bided<br \/>\nmy time and staggered my own sway.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ve dipped a toe in<br \/>\nand tasted the day.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I have been clacking black spor -adic(t) -ally all the live long day, trying to find a way to spill my self to page without throwing in the (white) towel. I have indulged in a third cup of coffee and a quiet room; fed myself&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":676,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[723],"class_list":["post-10232","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-stream-of-consciousness-poems"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10232","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\/676"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10232"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10232\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":10239,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10232\/revisions\/10239"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10232"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10232"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10232"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}