{"id":7391,"date":"2015-06-13T11:05:21","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T15:05:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=7391"},"modified":"2015-06-13T12:12:27","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T16:12:27","slug":"poem-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/poem-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Poem #3"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Their chilled fingers brush down my spine,<br \/>\nAnd I erupt into shivers.<br \/>\nThe room is dark around me.<br \/>\nMy eyes meet only shadow.<br \/>\nBut there are breaths flitting through the air,<br \/>\nSome carrying baited, icy words that dance at the very edge of my hearing.<br \/>\nThey duck away whenever I receive some meaning,<br \/>\nLeaving me alone, clueless, without the knowledge that would be key to my freedom.<br \/>\nSo I remain a wanderer,<br \/>\nSearching for any solidity, a glimpse of light,<br \/>\nOr an escape from these shades that stalk me,<br \/>\nAnd taunt me with their cold whispers,<br \/>\nAnd their chilled fingertips.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Their chilled fingers brush down my spine, And I erupt into shivers. The room is dark around me. My eyes meet only shadow. But there are breaths flitting through the air, Some carrying baited, icy words that dance at the very edge of my hearing&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":664,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7391","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7391","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\/664"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7391"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7391\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7461,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7391\/revisions\/7461"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7391"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7391"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7391"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}