{"id":107932,"date":"2022-06-25T10:40:04","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T14:40:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=107932"},"modified":"2022-06-25T15:50:16","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T19:50:16","slug":"the-light-is-red-tonight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/the-light-is-red-tonight\/","title":{"rendered":"The Light is Red Tonight – Prompt 1"},"content":{"rendered":"

by\u00a0 Karen B Call<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Brush grew up around the sculpture that was taller than any man,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

blocking the view of it from far away. <\/span>Maybe that was the Master\u2019s plan<\/span><\/i>.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Critters dashed about, fighting for spots,<\/span><\/p>\n

but some worked together. As if the vibrations from the\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

sculpture calmed their stress, relaxed them.<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Why didn\u2019t it work with people? He stood and watched Paz meander<\/span><\/p>\n

up the hill just like he did every twilight.\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

Snow didn\u2019t stay on it. <\/span>Funny,<\/span><\/i> he thought. He wanted to see<\/span><\/p>\n

the lavender light from the beams through<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

light snow, but it didn\u2019t happen.<\/span> Maybe if I were here the moment<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n

the snow fell I could see. <\/span><\/i>\u00a0He turned the spotlight on, red, to alert them.<\/span><\/p>\n

He turned and from his spot at the top of the hill he saw figures<\/span><\/p>\n

moving toward the barn. The doctor and her nurse were there tonight\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

to bring life to those who did not want the babies nestled in their bellies.<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

by\u00a0 Karen B Call   Brush grew up around the sculpture that was taller than any man,\u00a0 blocking the view of it from far away. Maybe that was the Master\u2019s plan.   Critters dashed about, fighting for spots, but some worked together. As if the…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1339,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-107932","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107932","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\/1339"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=107932"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107932\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":112434,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/107932\/revisions\/112434"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=107932"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=107932"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=107932"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}