{"id":18864,"date":"2016-08-13T11:59:34","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:59:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=18864"},"modified":"2016-08-13T23:53:27","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T03:53:27","slug":"before-darkness-64","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/before-darkness-64\/","title":{"rendered":"HOUR 3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>BEFORE DARKNESS<\/p>\n<p>A man\u00a0was walking<\/p>\n<p>before\u00a0darkness of night.<\/p>\n<p>His head was slanted<\/p>\n<p>no, that&#8217;s not right.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Through the darkened wood I saw<\/p>\n<p>a gentleman about six foot four.<\/p>\n<p>He approached with a smile<\/p>\n<p>that was somewhat askew<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Clearly he was lost<\/p>\n<p>clearly he knew.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>There&#8217;s no rhyme or reason,<\/p>\n<p>but I chose to ignore<\/p>\n<p>iambic pentameter<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve done that before.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He spoke.<\/p>\n<p>I am neither foe nor friend<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m just a man, on a bend.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A man on a bend?<\/p>\n<p>What matter is that?<\/p>\n<p>What do you want?<\/p>\n<p>And why do\u00a0you\u00a0crawl?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I am not crawling<\/p>\n<p>he said with a smile.<\/p>\n<p>I am slithering,<\/p>\n<p>my chance to beguile.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I saw you walking<\/p>\n<p>before darkness of night<\/p>\n<p>I know what I saw<\/p>\n<p>I know I am right.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I walk before darkness<\/p>\n<p>you got that right,<\/p>\n<p>but once the sun sets<\/p>\n<p>I slither through night.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I looked in his eyes<\/p>\n<p>that were now green<\/p>\n<p>I started to run,<\/p>\n<p>I started to scream.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>He was a man by day<\/p>\n<p>and a snake at night.<\/p>\n<p>I ran till I dropped<\/p>\n<p>and he was out of sight.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>That was close<\/p>\n<p>I said under breath<\/p>\n<p>I ill walk before darkness<\/p>\n<p>to avoid the threat!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>BEFORE DARKNESS A man\u00a0was walking before\u00a0darkness of night. His head was slanted no, that&#8217;s not right. &nbsp; Through the darkened wood I saw a gentleman about six foot four. He approached with a smile that was somewhat askew &nbsp; Clearly he was lost clearly he&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":875,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18864","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18864","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\/875"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18864"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18864\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":26056,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18864\/revisions\/26056"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18864"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18864"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18864"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}