{"id":95345,"date":"2021-06-26T18:46:14","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T22:46:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=95345"},"modified":"2021-07-03T19:18:25","modified_gmt":"2021-07-03T23:18:25","slug":"shining","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/shining\/","title":{"rendered":"Shining &#8211; hour 8"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Little Danny sees<\/p>\n<p>a hotel and trees<\/p>\n<p>his father, not nice<\/p>\n<p>the typewriter like ice<\/p>\n<p>to the touch.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Twins lure him to play<\/p>\n<p>in a bloodied hallway<\/p>\n<p>where they want him to stay<\/p>\n<p>forever.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>A pus-bloated woman<\/p>\n<p>beckons, an omen<\/p>\n<p>of the wringing to come<\/p>\n<p>his neck turning plum<\/p>\n<p>and yellow-ochre.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Tony, his friend<\/p>\n<p>foresees the bitter end<\/p>\n<p>now the boy can defend<\/p>\n<p>against mom\u2019s murder.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>But there is a man<\/p>\n<p>who sees spirits like Dan<\/p>\n<p>and helps through like-vision<\/p>\n<p>to escape the prison<\/p>\n<p>of skeletal demons and sin.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u201cHere\u2019s Johnny,\u201d Jack said<\/p>\n<p>his eyes bloodshot red<\/p>\n<p>door splintered revealing<\/p>\n<p>Mom\u2019s terrified visage.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The spirits haunt Jack<\/p>\n<p>son wanders, backtracks<\/p>\n<p>in the maze, no way back<\/p>\n<p>the beast is frozen.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Sandra Johnson, 6\/26\/2021<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(Credit: \u201cHere\u2019s Johnny\u201d and characters from Stephen King\u2019s The Shining)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Little Danny sees a hotel and trees his father, not nice the typewriter like ice to the touch. &nbsp; Twins lure him to play in a bloodied hallway where they want him to stay forever. &nbsp; A pus-bloated woman beckons, an omen of the wringing&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[4489,4490],"class_list":["post-95345","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-shining","tag-stephen-king"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95345","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=95345"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95345\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103991,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95345\/revisions\/103991"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=95345"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=95345"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=95345"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}