{"id":140654,"date":"2023-09-03T03:30:01","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T07:30:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=140654"},"modified":"2023-09-03T03:30:01","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T07:30:01","slug":"hour-nineteen-of-scottish-summers","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-nineteen-of-scottish-summers\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Nineteen &#8211; Of Scottish Summers"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Hour Nineteen \u2013 Text prompt<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Write a poem describing your surroundings as inarticulately as possible but maintaining just a tiny bit of the truth.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Of Scottish Summers<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>If you live in Glasgow<\/p>\n<p>and look out of the window,<\/p>\n<p>You\u2019d see all that is to be,<\/p>\n<p>Shouting out from every tree.<\/p>\n<p>Lush grass from last night\u2019s rain<\/p>\n<p>in contrast to the leaf\u2019s refrain.<\/p>\n<p>Apples ripened, begin to fall,<\/p>\n<p>past their prime, harvested all.<\/p>\n<p>Hedges are already thinning somewhat.<\/p>\n<p>Still bushy and green but not a lot.<\/p>\n<p>Cherry trees that once were pink<\/p>\n<p>have turned to green, they make you think<\/p>\n<p>of the colour splash splendour of Fall.<\/p>\n<p>yellow, orange, red, pink and all.<\/p>\n<p>Imagine the Scottish Gods get drunk<\/p>\n<p>with paintbrushes, they goes all punk<\/p>\n<p>Unreal colours, as far as eyes travel<\/p>\n<p>Neon reds cling to branches, then unravel.<\/p>\n<p>Gentle late summer days are nearing the end,<\/p>\n<p>But hey,<\/p>\n<p>there\u2019s awesome autumn around the bend.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Hour Nineteen \u2013 Text prompt Write a poem describing your surroundings as inarticulately as possible but maintaining just a tiny bit of the truth. &nbsp; Of Scottish Summers If you live in Glasgow and look out of the window, You\u2019d see all that is to&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1430,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136,441,5],"tags":[5772,5765,680,3019,392],"class_list":["post-140654","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-2023fullmarathon","tag-2023poetrymarathon","tag-poetrymarathon","tag-24-hour-poetry-marathon","tag-writing-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140654","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\/1430"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=140654"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140654\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":140672,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/140654\/revisions\/140672"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=140654"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=140654"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=140654"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}