{"id":76230,"date":"2020-06-28T07:54:15","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T11:54:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=76230"},"modified":"2020-06-28T07:54:15","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T11:54:15","slug":"hour-23-prompt-23-a-creature-cometh","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/hour-23-prompt-23-a-creature-cometh\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 23, Prompt 23 &#8211; A Creature Cometh"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I was out walking late beneath the stars<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">to soothe my brain so tightly wound<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I glimpsed a thing which gave me such a start<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and never had I heard such sounds<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Footsteps shuffled, running in the clearing<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the woman must be some enchanter<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">straining to see what it was I\u2019m hearing<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">a creature cometh wearing antlers<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">This vision wearing flowers in her horns<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">the sight already made me pale<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">her points with seaweed she is such adorned<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">a gentle face and mermaid tail<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">They sang together at the waterside<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">when the moonlight was well spent<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">then it came to time to say goodbyes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">and back into the river went\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I was out walking late beneath the stars to soothe my brain so tightly wound I glimpsed a thing which gave me such a start and never had I heard such sounds &nbsp; Footsteps shuffled, running in the clearing the woman must be some enchanter&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1292,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-76230","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/76230","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\/1292"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=76230"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/76230\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":76239,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/76230\/revisions\/76239"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=76230"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=76230"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=76230"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}