{"id":116581,"date":"2022-06-25T21:00:46","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T01:00:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=116581"},"modified":"2022-06-25T21:00:46","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T01:00:46","slug":"hour-12-09-30-10-30am-both-prompts-a-gathering-photo-of-several-drums","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/hour-12-09-30-10-30am-both-prompts-a-gathering-photo-of-several-drums\/","title":{"rendered":"(Hour 12) 09.30-10.30am. BOTH PROMPTS: a gathering + photo of several drums"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>drumming circle<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/b><\/p>\n<p>another group of those : half humans : burnt by the Pulse : possibly made mad : by the pain : have surrounded our camp : i\u2019m angry at myself : i didn\u2019t even know we were being followed : perhaps the winery itself: had been a trap : &amp; we\u2019d blundered in : blind as bunnies<\/p>\n<p>Stella immediately : moved to protect Rueben : who wriggled away : someone needed to acknowledge : her baby bro : was growing up<\/p>\n<p>Milky growled : the boy looked : like he\u2019d turned to stone : it was the girl who suddenly : took the initiative : dashing into one of the smaller rooms : emerging quickly : with a couple of big white plastic buckets : the type bulk food for restaurants like mayonnaise : use : obviously something goes into the wine : anyway : it doesn\u2019t matter : she started drumming on the base of one : tossed the other to the boy : who caught it : &amp; quickly did the same<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>the Pulsers stopped : confused perhaps : Rueben understanding quicker than us : broke free &amp; ran into the same room : returning with 3 more buckets &amp; 3 empty wine bottles : to use as drumsticks : for extra bangability<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>soon we had : a wild rhythm : going : including wild roars : hollers : screams : &amp; yelps : as well as a canine chorus : from Milky : delighted he could join in : the chaos<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>by the time we realised : they\u2019d all fled : we were having : a crazy rumpus : of a war dance crossed : with wild animals fighting<\/p>\n<p><i>before we met you : when we were : when it was : just : the two of : us : we discovered : they didn\u2019t seem to like noise<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p><i>i\u2019m Priya : this is Ben<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n<p>Stella &amp; i grinned at each other : then at the little ones<\/p>\n<p><i>i think this calls for a feast<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/i><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>drumming circle\u00a0 another group of those : half humans : burnt by the Pulse : possibly made mad : by the pain : have surrounded our camp : i\u2019m angry at myself : i didn\u2019t even know we were being followed : perhaps the winery&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":360,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[4906,4535,380,1552,5327,5284,4922,5326,4921],"class_list":["post-116581","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-2022fullmarathon","tag-apocalypse","tag-chaos","tag-dropped-the-sky","tag-drums","tag-gathering","tag-ryan-speaking","tag-wild-rumpus","tag-ya-verse-novel"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116581","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\/360"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=116581"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116581\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":116607,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/116581\/revisions\/116607"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=116581"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=116581"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=116581"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}