{"id":556,"date":"2018-11-29T03:58:40","date_gmt":"2018-11-29T03:58:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/?p=556"},"modified":"2018-10-24T04:04:35","modified_gmt":"2018-10-24T04:04:35","slug":"poetry-by-lauren-white","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/2018\/11\/29\/poetry-by-lauren-white\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry by Lauren White"},"content":{"rendered":"<h6 style=\"padding-left: 30px;\"><em>Lauren White currently resides in Orlando, Florida and is a full-time engineer. She writes poetry on the side as a therapeutic outlet. For more writing samples, follow her blog at <a class=\"sbm-text link link-color accessible-link\" href=\"https:\/\/hellolaurentms.com\/\" target=\"linked\" rel=\"noreferrer noopener\">https:\/\/hellolaurentms.com<\/a>.<\/em><\/h6>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3>The Winds<\/h3>\n<p>looking at my lone<br \/>\nreflection and feet in the puddles<br \/>\nin the morning hours<br \/>\nhail cab to next adventure<br \/>\non the fickle winds of time<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3>Out at Night<\/h3>\n<p>Riding my bike through<br \/>\nNew York night shimmers and glows<br \/>\nPeople watching to<br \/>\nMy heart&#8217;s content oh<br \/>\nHow the freaks come out at night<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<h3>In the Right Light<\/h3>\n<p>In the right light,<br \/>\nNo one notices anything<br \/>\nThe shadows run away<br \/>\nto play at the edge of perception<br \/>\nIn the right light,<br \/>\nI am resplendent<br \/>\nYou look through my wild eyes<br \/>\nBoth glorious and glistening<br \/>\nBut they see through you<br \/>\nYour armor is dull<br \/>\nYou are charmless<br \/>\nIn the right light,<br \/>\nBlindness is our friend<br \/>\nWe relish our ignorance<br \/>\nWhen the shadows tire of their play<br \/>\nThe mind\u2019s eye can see again!<br \/>\nOur fear is realized<br \/>\nThe magic was a trick of the light<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Lauren White currently resides in Orlando, Florida and is a full-time engineer. She writes poetry on the side as a therapeutic outlet. For more writing samples, follow her blog at https:\/\/hellolaurentms.com. &nbsp; The Winds looking at my lone reflection and feet in the puddles in the morning hours hail cab to next adventure on the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/2018\/11\/29\/poetry-by-lauren-white\/\" class=\"excerpt-link\">Read More<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-556","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pa867U-8Y","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/556","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=556"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/556\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":559,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/556\/revisions\/559"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=556"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=556"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/underwoodpress.com\/ruescribe\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=556"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}