{"id":56138,"date":"2019-06-23T03:36:40","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T07:36:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=56138"},"modified":"2019-06-23T03:36:40","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T07:36:40","slug":"day-off-hour-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/day-off-hour-10\/","title":{"rendered":"Day off &#8211; hour 10"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">Moonbeams dance across the pond<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">rippling coffee, nearing dawn<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">a hush arose within the din <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">of crickets, birds and mice and then<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">a silent fog enshrouds our land<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">around folks driving, uttering \u201cDamn!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">the concrete highways, quiet streets<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">enclosed by firs and cedars neat<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">along a dock no whisper heard<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">I sip my canteen undeterred<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">and pray the haze keep me from work<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">to rest in nature\u2019s soupy murk<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">from a shelf, a book I snuck<\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><span class=\"s1\">and disappeared in dreams and rucks.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span class=\"s1\">-Sandra Johnson, 6\/22\/19<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Moonbeams dance across the pond rippling coffee, nearing dawn &nbsp; a hush arose within the din of crickets, birds and mice and then &nbsp; a silent fog enshrouds our land around folks driving, uttering \u201cDamn!\u201d &nbsp; the concrete highways, quiet streets enclosed by firs and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-56138","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56138","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\/1299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=56138"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56138\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":56147,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/56138\/revisions\/56147"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=56138"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=56138"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=56138"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}