{"id":54341,"date":"2019-06-22T23:06:50","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T03:06:50","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=54341"},"modified":"2019-06-22T23:06:50","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T03:06:50","slug":"in-the-darkness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/in-the-darkness\/","title":{"rendered":"In The Darkness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Sullen stillness of the darkness,\u00a0 I watch through the window the shadows of tree limbs,\u00a0 as they move in the breeze.<\/p>\n<p>Then they stop,\u00a0 stillness and silence.<\/p>\n<p>Then I hear it,\u00a0 rolling thunder in the distance,\u00a0 the crashing of waves.<\/p>\n<p>It reminds me of warmer days,\u00a0 then I\u00a0 hear his screech in the dark,\u00a0 carried by the mist that fills the air.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m alone in this darkness.<\/p>\n<p>Then I wonder if anyone cares.<\/p>\n<p>Another mystery needs to be revealed,\u00a0 we are told night is not to be feared.<\/p>\n<p>The things I&#8217;ve seen and the tales to be told,\u00a0 it needs to unfold.<\/p>\n<p>The question is would anyone believe?\u00a0 The ones who sleep in the night.<\/p>\n<p>No they wouldn&#8217;t believe,\u00a0 they would say hog wash, and go about their busy life.<\/p>\n<p>If only they knew what was going on,\u00a0 while they slept all cozy in their beds.<\/p>\n<p>They would learn to fear it,\u00a0 the darkness,\u00a0 and be filled with dread.<\/p>\n<p>So my advice is,\u00a0 stay in your cozy bed&#8217;s,\u00a0 my friends,\u00a0 while I&#8217;m awake and all alone.<\/p>\n<p>Unfolding one more mystery that needs to be told.<\/p>\n<p>All alone in the sullen stillness of the darkness of the night.<\/p>\n<p>I am the protector of what you call light&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>C. Burgess (c)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sullen stillness of the darkness,\u00a0 I watch through the window the shadows of tree limbs,\u00a0 as they move in the breeze. Then they stop,\u00a0 stillness and silence. Then I hear it,\u00a0 rolling thunder in the distance,\u00a0 the crashing of waves. It reminds me of warmer&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1268,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-54341","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54341","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\/1268"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=54341"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54341\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":54622,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/54341\/revisions\/54622"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=54341"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=54341"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=54341"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}