{"id":24811,"date":"2016-08-13T20:52:39","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T00:52:39","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=24811"},"modified":"2016-08-13T20:52:39","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T00:52:39","slug":"sleeping-at-the-lake","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/sleeping-at-the-lake\/","title":{"rendered":"Sleeping at the lake"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Summer nights at the lake<br \/>\nfrequently found me asking<br \/>\nif I could go to bed early,<br \/>\nthus confounding my elders<br \/>\nwho knew from others the<br \/>\nbattles waged getting<br \/>\nvisiting grandchildren in bed<\/p>\n<p>but we were studious viewers<br \/>\nof the channel 7\/12 news<br \/>\nwith special attention paid to<br \/>\nthe weather forecast in which<br \/>\nthey always made note of the<br \/>\nstatus of that night\u2019s moon<\/p>\n<p>that crucial information<br \/>\nto the fishermen of Minnesota<br \/>\nlake country was also a note<br \/>\nof early-to-bed glory for me<br \/>\nmy downstairs bedroom faced<br \/>\nHorseshoe Lake \u2013 a glistening<br \/>\nmoon on gently lolling water<br \/>\nwas the visual lullaby I<br \/>\nlonged to fall asleep to<\/p>\n<p>In the morning, I would<br \/>\nawaken at first light,<br \/>\nwaves softly lapping at sandy<br \/>\nshore, as content to just<br \/>\nlay there in solitude as I<br \/>\nwas to go to bed early<br \/>\nthe night before to just<br \/>\nlay in my bed<br \/>\nwatching the moon,<br \/>\nwaiting for the sun<br \/>\nnever once caring if<br \/>\nthe fish would bite or not<\/p>\n<blockquote><p>\n<strong><em>&#8211; Mark L. Lucker<\/em><\/strong><br \/>\n<strong><em>\u00a9 2016<\/em><\/strong><\/p><\/blockquote>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Summer nights at the lake frequently found me asking if I could go to bed early, thus confounding my elders who knew from others the battles waged getting visiting grandchildren in bed but we were studious viewers of the channel 7\/12 news with special attention&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":694,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,13,441,1],"tags":[806,842,1872],"class_list":["post-24811","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-uncategorized","tag-hour-12-prompt","tag-prompt-12","tag-selected-words-prompt"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24811","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\/694"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=24811"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24811\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":24882,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/24811\/revisions\/24882"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=24811"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=24811"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=24811"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}