{"id":3321,"date":"2018-03-16T12:52:26","date_gmt":"2018-03-16T18:52:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/?p=3321"},"modified":"2018-03-22T05:56:21","modified_gmt":"2018-03-22T11:56:21","slug":"clapping-at-rainbows","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2018\/03\/16\/clapping-at-rainbows\/","title":{"rendered":"Clapping at Rainbows"},"content":{"rendered":"<ol class=\"poem\">\n<li>Sitting on my lawn chair as I gaze toward the sky.<\/li>\n<li>Clapping at the rainbows as I watch them float on by.<\/li>\n<li>Cheering on the unicorns as they dance in the street.<\/li>\n<li>Smiling at the glitter as it falls down at my feet.<\/li>\n<li>Shaking rainbow pom poms I have bleached a blinding white.<\/li>\n<li>Waving denim banner that I keep within the light.<\/li>\n<li>Twirling plaided streamers as I bang my silent drum.<\/li>\n<li>Building much of nothing with my hands under my bum.<\/li>\n<\/ol>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/w.soundcloud.com\/player\/?url=https%3A\/\/api.soundcloud.com\/tracks\/417522600&amp;color=%23ff5500&amp;auto_play=false&amp;hide_related=false&amp;show_comments=true&amp;show_user=true&amp;show_reposts=false&amp;show_teaser=true&amp;visual=true\" width=\"100%\" height=\"300\" frameborder=\"no\" scrolling=\"no\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Sitting on my lawn chair as I gaze toward the sky. Clapping at the rainbows as I watch them float on by. Cheering on the unicorns as they dance in the street. Smiling at the glitter as it falls down at my feet. Shaking rainbow pom poms I have bleached a blinding white. Waving denim [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":3326,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":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},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[45],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3321","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/siever.ca\/kim\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/5\/2018\/03\/img_5676.jpg?fit=1920%2C1172&ssl=1","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p4NkW7-Rz","jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":3018,"url":"https:\/\/siever.ca\/kim\/2016\/11\/17\/snagging-rainbows\/","url_meta":{"origin":3321,"position":0},"title":"Snagging Rainbows","author":"Kim Siever","date":"17 November 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"Hiding in plain\u00a0sunlight while sifting through the sky, Looking for the rainbows as heaven has a cry. Snagging them with morals, ignoring all the pain; Pushing them through prisms to make them white again. There\u2019s no coloured sunshine; we\u2019re all offspring of God. 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Every door I enter I find locked with guarded keys. Each time my mouth opens, it is stung by swarming bees. Every bridge I've builded is engulfed by flaming breeze. Heartbeats shattered slowly in a patriarchal squeeze. 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Hungry mouths, all chained and drowned. Plants at war don't trickle down. Badges blue: the goons of crown. 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