{"id":13620,"date":"2015-06-14T06:40:34","date_gmt":"2015-06-14T10:40:34","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=13620"},"modified":"2015-06-15T06:13:14","modified_gmt":"2015-06-15T10:13:14","slug":"love-rediscovered","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/love-rediscovered\/","title":{"rendered":"Love, Rediscovered"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I loved you without word, or look or token,<br \/>\nYou satisfied a need in me,<br \/>\nI didn&#8217;t even know I&#8217;d need<br \/>\nA primal urge, instinctive and unspoken.<br \/>\nThen I, so unaware of this devotion,<br \/>\nWas given to your look-alike,<br \/>\nA hateful thing of bile and spite<br \/>\nAnd learned to loathe\u00a0your name once it was spoken<\/p>\n<p>Your stand-in was a feeble imitation<br \/>\nMy innocent, instinctive need<br \/>\nBecame a slave to social greed<br \/>\nDelighting to reveal my limitations<br \/>\nThree times the term of years we\u00a0were companions<br \/>\nWas I condemned to suffer there<br \/>\nAll in your name, my\u00a0thick despair<br \/>\nWas blamed on you,\u00a0with careless, gay abandon.<\/p>\n<p>At last, my prison term was deemed completed,<br \/>\nThe warden-puppet sent away<br \/>\nLeft me to find my lonely way<br \/>\nMy hatred for you now as deeply seated<br \/>\nAs once, in innocence, I used to need you.<br \/>\nI battled on in hate and fear<br \/>\nAnd loathed you deeper, every year<br \/>\nUntil I found the truth required to free you.<\/p>\n<p>The memories fade of tortures I endured;<br \/>\nAlthough committed in your name,<br \/>\nI now dismiss the worthless claim<br \/>\nAs slander of the worst ever procured<br \/>\nFor now I recognise this buried yearning<br \/>\nThe joy of rediscovery<br \/>\nAnd how the truth has set me free,<br \/>\nI hold you in my heart again, sweet Learning<\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p>Prompt: A non-traditional love poem<br \/>\nForm: (Iambic meter, syllable count: 11\/8\/8\/11\/11\/8\/8\/11, rhymed <strong>abbacddc<\/strong>)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I loved you without word, or look or token, You satisfied a need in me, I didn&#8217;t even know I&#8217;d need A primal urge, instinctive and unspoken. Then I, so unaware of this devotion, Was given to your look-alike, A hateful thing of bile and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":316,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[1070,1072,706,1071],"class_list":["post-13620","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-hour-22-unofficial","tag-regret","tag-truth","tag-twenty-second-hour"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13620","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\/316"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=13620"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13620\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":13774,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/13620\/revisions\/13774"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=13620"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=13620"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=13620"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}