{"id":12999,"date":"2015-06-14T04:28:34","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T08:28:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=12999"},"modified":"2015-06-14T04:28:34","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T08:28:34","slug":"minerals-hour-twenty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/minerals-hour-twenty\/","title":{"rendered":"Minerals (Hour Twenty)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">I&#8217;ve started composing poems in my dreams, <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">But they shatter upon waking and are unusable. <\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">My arms are laden with gifts in the other world,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">But through the portal they cannot pass,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">And my hands are empty when I arrive on this side.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">But no matter;<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">I remember the cascade of words,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">Not the words but the cascade,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">Trickling from above, beyond,<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">Into my mind like water seeping into a cave below ground.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">Minerals are left on rocks, and form structures<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p align=\"LEFT\"><span style=\"color: #000000\"><span style=\"font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\">In Time.<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;ve started composing poems in my dreams, But they shatter upon waking and are unusable. My arms are laden with gifts in the other world, But through the portal they cannot pass, And my hands are empty when I arrive on this side. But no&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":45,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-12999","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12999","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\/45"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=12999"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12999\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13264,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/12999\/revisions\/13264"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=12999"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=12999"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=12999"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}