{"id":1966,"date":"2014-08-23T14:00:42","date_gmt":"2014-08-23T18:00:42","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=1966"},"modified":"2014-08-23T14:00:42","modified_gmt":"2014-08-23T18:00:42","slug":"drifting-in-dark-water","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/drifting-in-dark-water\/","title":{"rendered":"Drifting in Dark water"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/BR3.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-2044\" src=\"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/BR3-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"BR3\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/BR3-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/BR3.jpg 480w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Lost on a Black River<\/p>\n<p>The water is so dark and erry<\/p>\n<p>Feel the vampire bites of the river mosquitoes<\/p>\n<p>on your hands and feet<\/p>\n<p>Death seems to be in the air, as the trees sway in the breeze<\/p>\n<p>The moon lits the river banks<\/p>\n<p>As the boat drifts slowly along<\/p>\n<p>Shadows cast a spooky feel<\/p>\n<p>Nothing to do but wait until day breaks<\/p>\n<p>If no one comes to rescue you<\/p>\n<p>Then the final thought is doom<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-2050\" src=\"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/08\/br.jpg\" alt=\"br\" width=\"259\" height=\"194\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Look ahead its the crocodiles lair<\/p>\n<p>Oh!! what will be next<\/p>\n<p>Hearing the sounds of the night creatures<\/p>\n<p>Sends chills up your spine<\/p>\n<p>Oh!! its so clear now<\/p>\n<p>A final night stranded on the Black River<\/p>\n<p>As death lurks in the dark waters.<\/p>\n<div id=\"__if72ru4ruh7fewui_once\"><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; Lost on a Black River The water is so dark and erry Feel the vampire bites of the river mosquitoes on your hands and feet Death seems to be in the air, as the trees sway in the breeze The moon lits the river&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":105,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[61,63,51,23,62,64],"class_list":["post-1966","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-black-morrass","tag-crocodiles","tag-death","tag-life","tag-river","tag-stranded"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1966","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\/105"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1966"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1966\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2079,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1966\/revisions\/2079"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1966"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1966"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1966"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}