{"id":18888,"date":"2016-08-13T11:20:29","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T15:20:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=18888"},"modified":"2016-08-14T21:21:32","modified_gmt":"2016-08-15T01:21:32","slug":"hour-3-before-darkness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/hour-3-before-darkness\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 3- Before Darkness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\">BEFORE DARKNESS<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Before darkness<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">There were lilting swings<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">That reached to the sky<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">I could kick a cloud with my Keds<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">And watch it bounce across the sky<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">There were tiny frogs in<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Fountain pools<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Jumping into my lap<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">To disappear into tall grass<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Before darkness<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Bicycles soared<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Kites pedaled into the sky<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Light was taken for granted<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">The monsters under the bed<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Disappeared with a small lamp<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Before darkness<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Anything was possible<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Now<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Monsters lie in wait<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">They wear business suits<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">And drive a Mercedes<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Darkness pivots and waves<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Always following close at hand<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Light still shines<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">In crevasses and tiny cracks<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">But darkness rules the day.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>BEFORE DARKNESS Before darkness There were lilting swings That reached to the sky I could kick a cloud with my Keds And watch it bounce across the sky There were tiny frogs in Fountain pools Jumping into my lap To disappear into tall grass Before&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":31,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18888","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18888","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\/31"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18888"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18888\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":29178,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18888\/revisions\/29178"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18888"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18888"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18888"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}