{"id":24559,"date":"2016-08-13T20:32:32","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T00:32:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=24559"},"modified":"2016-08-13T20:32:32","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T00:32:32","slug":"poem-12-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/poem-12-7\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem 12"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the moon loomed overhead,<br \/>\nfull and bursting in a sorta pale glory<br \/>\nour jeep crept towards the lake&#8217;s shore<br \/>\nwe admired the horizon.<br \/>\nthe lake and sky could not be separated,<br \/>\nwe were cloaked in a blanket of the deepest, darkest blue.<br \/>\nit was a still night, silent<br \/>\nand peaceful.<br \/>\na band of trees created a canopy of shadows, off the lakeshore,<br \/>\nthe moonlight could not penetrate.<br \/>\ncrickets sang a chorus, as the leaves rustled softly.<br \/>\nwe shared a whispered conversation,<br \/>\nnot wanting to disturb the night&#8217;s stillness.<br \/>\nAn owl hooted from the treetops,<br \/>\nwe loved nights like this, enjoying one another&#8217;s company,<br \/>\nsavoring the moon&#8217;s reflection on the lake<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the moon loomed overhead, full and bursting in a sorta pale glory our jeep crept towards the lake&#8217;s shore we admired the horizon. the lake and sky could not be separated, we were cloaked in a blanket of the deepest, darkest blue. it was a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":282,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-24559","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24559","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\/282"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24559"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24559\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":24674,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24559\/revisions\/24674"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24559"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24559"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24559"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}