{"id":117300,"date":"2022-06-25T22:22:02","date_gmt":"2022-06-26T02:22:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=117300"},"modified":"2022-06-25T22:22:02","modified_gmt":"2022-06-26T02:22:02","slug":"the-harbinger-hour-15","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/the-harbinger-hour-15\/","title":{"rendered":"The Harbinger hour 15"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The Harbinger (Valkyrie Kerry)<\/p>\n<p>Watching,<br \/>\nHarbinger drinks,<br \/>\nMuttering of murder,<br \/>\nMenacing ingenuity,<br \/>\nWitness.<\/p>\n<p>Watching,<br \/>\nThe old drunk waits,<br \/>\nPreparing to confess,<br \/>\nSpeaking of our dark transgressions,<br \/>\nDanger.<\/p>\n<p>Clearing,<br \/>\nDyer-Bolique,<br \/>\nCollects the dead bodies,<br \/>\nRemains for forest fire\u2019s hearth,<br \/>\nCareful.<\/p>\n<p>Hiding,<br \/>\nProphet of doom,<br \/>\nGathering his tales,<br \/>\nTestimony to be laid bare,<br \/>\nNaked.<\/p>\n<p>Watching,<br \/>\nHarbinger drinks,<br \/>\nWoeful words of their doom,<br \/>\nFire lights high, smoke in the sky,<br \/>\nDanger.<\/p>\n<p>Watching,<br \/>\nI see him lurk,<br \/>\nWarn you beloved man,<br \/>\nTogether we hatch a new plan,<br \/>\nCareful.<\/p>\n<p>Clearing,<br \/>\nYou speak aloud,<br \/>\nGarner his attention,<br \/>\nDraw his fears and watch the panic,<br \/>\nWatching.<\/p>\n<p>Waiting,<br \/>\nWire remains,<br \/>\nEasily cut, prepared,<br \/>\nBarbed wire stretched in hand, I sneak,<br \/>\nBehind.<\/p>\n<p>Behind,<br \/>\nWire round neck,<br \/>\nHe struggles and cries out,<br \/>\nSlashing and tightening his throat,<br \/>\nChoking.<\/p>\n<p>Bleeding,<br \/>\nGurgling gore,<br \/>\nSpilling to the wood\u2019s floor,<br \/>\nA new ember for the pyre,<br \/>\nBurning.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Harbinger (Valkyrie Kerry) Watching, Harbinger drinks, Muttering of murder, Menacing ingenuity, Witness. Watching, The old drunk waits, Preparing to confess, Speaking of our dark transgressions, Danger. Clearing, Dyer-Bolique, Collects the dead bodies, Remains for forest fire\u2019s hearth, Careful. Hiding, Prophet of doom, Gathering his&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":278,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-117300","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/117300","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\/278"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=117300"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/117300\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":117304,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/117300\/revisions\/117304"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=117300"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=117300"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=117300"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}