{"id":250801,"date":"2017-04-24T06:00:40","date_gmt":"2017-04-23T20:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/?p=250801"},"modified":"2017-04-24T06:00:40","modified_gmt":"2017-04-23T20:00:40","slug":"national-poetry-month","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/national-poetry-month\/","title":{"rendered":"National Poetry Month"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Shall I Compare You to a Spring Day<\/strong><br \/>\n(Inspiration from Shakespeare\u2019s sonnet 18,<br \/>\nShall I Compare Thee to a Summer\u2019s Day)<\/p>\n<p>Shall I compare you to an early day in Spring<br \/>\nyour brain develops with the freshening green<br \/>\nIdes of March help the sudden garden mind sing<br \/>\nour love moves from sprouts to flower in our bean<br \/>\nduring Spring due to bouts of new love and new rain<br \/>\nrivers and eyes of tears overflow their banks<br \/>\nlevees and lovers feel the pressure and the strain<br \/>\ndrought stricken farms and couples give thanks<br \/>\nyour spring shows in your lively step and your lip<br \/>\nas over love\u2019s muddy ground you keep walking<br \/>\nin clear consciousness winter is given the slip<br \/>\nlove takes the lead with gossip and talking<br \/>\nas love\u2019s steady Spring rains melt the winter snow<br \/>\nmy love for you takes roots and continues to grow<\/p>\n<p><strong>A Breath of Death<\/strong><br \/>\n(My senior citizen spin on Shakespeare\u2019s sonnet 73)<\/p>\n<p> I behold my time of death in some eternal cold<br \/>\nlimbs lame, knees shot, fingers gnarled and froze<br \/>\nmost of my songs sung, teenage tales all told<br \/>\nrequiem for my frame cawed by a murder of crows<br \/>\non sea cliffs I welcome the coming of night<br \/>\nwatch the moon slowly rise in the east<br \/>\nand darkness as the moon slips out of sight<br \/>\nno worries about eternal night in the least<br \/>\nwhat is left of my tropical life is glowing coals<br \/>\na low tangantangan fire of burning embers<br \/>\nnow its heaven or hell and roasting souls<br \/>\nThanksgiving has life way beyond Novembers<br \/>\ngoing for good now old age saps life and strength<br \/>\nmy love for all that lives will stay the length<\/p>\n<p><strong>Earth Days Before We Were Born<\/strong><br \/>\nI did not see all of the thoughtless events<br \/>\nthat lead us up to the moment where we are<br \/>\nbut using everyday basic common sense<br \/>\nwe don\u2019t need to look back in the past very far<br \/>\nmaybe a hundred years before our parents were born<br \/>\nwe began serious pollution of the waters and the sky<br \/>\nas farther and farther from the Earth we were torn<br \/>\nfew earthlings stopped to pause and wonder why<br \/>\nI did not hear of all the tragic man made events<br \/>\nthat slowly diminished the quality of our daily life<br \/>\nyet entire countries continue on in a manner most dense<br \/>\nlittle disturbed by the Earth\u2019s present daily strife- but<br \/>\nthere is light in the darkness and clean water in the bay<br \/>\nas people help the Earth by celebrating Earth Day<\/p>\n<p><strong>Thallasophobia\u2014Fear of Oceans<\/strong><br \/>\nFrom the tempest a terrible torrent<br \/>\noverflowing the banks of every seaside stream<br \/>\nflotsam and jetsam mix with the current<br \/>\nomnipotent in my evil ocean dream<br \/>\nfishing boats ripped helter skelter from the quay<br \/>\nsmashed and broken scattered along the reef<br \/>\nstinking fish floating out in the bay<br \/>\nsilently pulled out by a high tidal thief<br \/>\nthank Neptune there are no rotting sperm whales<br \/>\noil spills in shrimp and oyster beds blacken the coral<br \/>\nperhaps it is calm enough to hoist the foresails<br \/>\ntime to heave away from the coastal arboreal<br \/>\nwith more care for and respect for time and devotion<br \/>\nlet\u2019s live without fear and in synergy with our oceans<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Shall I Compare You to a Spring Day (Inspiration from Shakespeare\u2019s sonnet 18, Shall I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":11,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[4009,21,64,67],"class_list":["post-250801","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-opinion","tag-earth-day","tag-life","tag-oil","tag-people"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/250801","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/11"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=250801"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/250801\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=250801"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=250801"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.saipantribune.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=250801"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}