{"id":77219,"date":"2020-06-28T21:02:12","date_gmt":"2020-06-29T01:02:12","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=77219"},"modified":"2020-06-28T21:02:12","modified_gmt":"2020-06-29T01:02:12","slug":"home-for-the-holi-daze-hour-thirteen-a-nontraditional-minute-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/home-for-the-holi-daze-hour-thirteen-a-nontraditional-minute-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"Home for the Holi-daze (Hour Thirteen, a Nontraditional Minute Poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"<h2>Home for the Holi-daze<\/h2>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Friends are the family we choose.<\/p>\n<p>Bound<span style=\"color: #ff0000\"> not by blood<\/span>,<\/p>\n<p>loved &#8220;just because&#8221;,<\/p>\n<p>let&#8217;s celebrate!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We gather &#8217;round and bless the feast<\/p>\n<p>before feeding<\/p>\n<p>hungry faces.<\/p>\n<p>Time for our naps.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We disburse and pick our places.<\/p>\n<p>Turn on the game,<\/p>\n<p>flip off the lights.<\/p>\n<p>It&#8217;s <span style=\"color: #ff6600\">T<\/span><span style=\"color: #993300\">h<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff6600\">a<\/span><span style=\"color: #993300\">n<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff6600\">k<\/span><span style=\"color: #993300\">s<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff6600\">g<\/span><span style=\"color: #993300\">i<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff6600\">v<\/span><span style=\"color: #993300\">i<\/span><span style=\"color: #ff6600\">n<\/span><span style=\"color: #993300\">g<\/span>.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(A traditional minute poem is made up of 60 syllables divided between three stanzas. The four lines of each stanza will have a syllabic count of 8\/4\/4\/4. Typically, these poems are written in strict iambic meter and follow a rhyme scheme of aabb, ccdd, eeff. This version, the nontraditional, eliminates the tough stuff like meter and scheme and works well whether you&#8217;re exhausted, like me, or just lazy &#8212; also like me!)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Home for the Holi-daze &nbsp; Friends are the family we choose. Bound not by blood, loved &#8220;just because&#8221;, let&#8217;s celebrate! &nbsp; We gather &#8217;round and bless the feast before feeding hungry faces. Time for our naps. &nbsp; We disburse and pick our places. Turn on&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1212,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-77219","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/77219","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\/1212"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=77219"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/77219\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":77226,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/77219\/revisions\/77226"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=77219"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=77219"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=77219"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}