{"id":108713,"date":"2022-06-25T11:35:38","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T15:35:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=108713"},"modified":"2022-06-25T14:02:04","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T18:02:04","slug":"hour-three-shades","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-three-shades\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Three: Shades"},"content":{"rendered":"

Hour Three: Shades<\/strong><\/p>\n

I saw amber waves of grain
\n<\/span>in a dream it must have been
\n<\/span>for they stretched for miles, so far,
\n<\/span>coast to coast, it seemed,
\n<\/span>and overtook all means to stop them.
\n<\/span>Fruitful, they were, multiplying by the thousands,
\n<\/span>millions even,
\n<\/span>standing tall,
\n<\/span>waving in the breeze,
\n<\/span>effortlessly bending,
\n<\/span>unbreakable.
\n<\/span>And then, as one, a miracle, it seemed,
\n<\/span>the amber shifted \u2013 not gradually,
\n<\/span>as when the season changes
\n<\/span>from summer to fall,
\n<\/span>but all at once
\n<\/span>as when a sudden summer storm breaks
\n<\/span>wreaking havoc in the natural order of things \u2013
\n<\/span>And those amber fields of grain,
\n<\/span>burst into pink!
\n<\/span>proud and vibrant and
\n<\/span>unabashedly female shades of coral and blush,
\n<\/span>salmon and magenta and fuchsia,
\n<\/span>the pink of bubble gum and babies\u2019 cheeks,
\n<\/span>And flamingos.
\n<\/span>Onwards they marched
\n<\/span>until all was afire in pink,
\n<\/span>a rosy glow settling over the nation
\n<\/span>a spark growing into a blaze
\n<\/span>of fury.<\/span><\/p>\n

Image Prompt\"\"<\/strong><\/p>\n

Photo by\u00a0Jr Korpa<\/a>\u00a0on\u00a0Unsplash<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Hour Three: Shades I saw amber waves of grain in a dream it must have been for they stretched for miles, so far, coast to coast, it seemed, and overtook all means to stop them. Fruitful, they were, multiplying by the thousands, millions even, standing…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2958,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-108713","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108713","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\/2958"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=108713"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108713\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":110796,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/108713\/revisions\/110796"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=108713"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=108713"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=108713"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}