{"id":19983,"date":"2016-08-13T13:35:28","date_gmt":"2016-08-13T17:35:28","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=19983"},"modified":"2016-08-13T13:35:28","modified_gmt":"2016-08-13T17:35:28","slug":"hour-4-a-fatal-encounter","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/hour-4-a-fatal-encounter\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 4 &#8211; A Fatal Encounter"},"content":{"rendered":"<blockquote class=\"wp-embedded-content\" data-secret=\"8lqmydhc6Z\"><p><a href=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompt-for-hour-four-3\">Prompt for Hour Four<\/a><\/p><\/blockquote>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" class=\"wp-embedded-content\" sandbox=\"allow-scripts\" security=\"restricted\" style=\"position: absolute; clip: rect(1px, 1px, 1px, 1px);\" title=\"&#8220;Prompt for Hour Four&#8221; &#8212; The Poetry Marathon\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/the-poetry-marathon-prompts\/prompt-for-hour-four-3\/embed#?secret=fDkoH3TIaU#?secret=8lqmydhc6Z\" data-secret=\"8lqmydhc6Z\" width=\"600\" height=\"338\" frameborder=\"0\" marginwidth=\"0\" marginheight=\"0\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p>They came silently,\u00a0the sky was glowing black<br \/>\nThe old man was not home,\u00a0the lights were off<br \/>\nThey waited<br \/>\nsteel gave patience company<br \/>\nYou could see time chasing the moon<br \/>\nthrough indifferent clouds<br \/>\nThe wood-paneled interiors<br \/>\nmusty, overdone, cheap<br \/>\nThey waited,\u00a0and then some more<br \/>\nA car drives up;\u00a0Keys, door, slam, steps, clatter<br \/>\nThe room lights up, the old man\u00a0sees them, nods<br \/>\nThey shuffle, work to be done<br \/>\nsteel brings peace<br \/>\nLights off, they walk out, the night is silent<br \/>\nAll promises kept, every score settled<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Prompt for Hour Four They came silently,\u00a0the sky was glowing black The old man was not home,\u00a0the lights were off They waited steel gave patience company You could see time chasing the moon through indifferent clouds The wood-paneled interiors musty, overdone, cheap They waited,\u00a0and then&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":648,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-19983","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19983","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\/648"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=19983"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19983\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":20590,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/19983\/revisions\/20590"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=19983"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=19983"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=19983"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}