{"id":9638,"date":"2022-01-09T05:24:15","date_gmt":"2022-01-09T05:24:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/stuartpoetry.art\/?p=9638"},"modified":"2022-01-09T05:32:01","modified_gmt":"2022-01-09T05:32:01","slug":"the-anchor-as-bucharest","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/2022\/01\/09\/the-anchor-as-bucharest\/","title":{"rendered":"The Anchor as Bucharest"},"content":{"rendered":"

It was a nightmare created by a mind of fatigue<\/p>\n

I was in a hotel with you<\/p>\n

Today was our last day in a pleasant town<\/p>\n

The sea had been kind to us<\/p>\n

It had shown us a reality<\/p>\n

And how to really live<\/p>\n

We were greedy for more<\/p>\n

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But here we were trapped in the deep passages<\/p>\n

Of our temporary residence<\/p>\n

We were trapped by legless people<\/p>\n

In motorised wheelchairs<\/p>\n

There was little or no room to move<\/p>\n

And soon we became separated<\/p>\n

Through no fault of our own<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

I managed to make it to the surface<\/p>\n

It was raining after a week of sun<\/p>\n

And the town looked ugly and dull<\/p>\n

We still had a considerable journey ahead<\/p>\n

I recorded my irritation and misery<\/p>\n

And waited for you my lady my lady red<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Towards the end of my confinement<\/p>\n

I saw you sitting patiently on a blue settee<\/p>\n

How beautiful and calm you looked<\/p>\n

You instantly diluted my terrible dream<\/p>\n

I stroked your golden hair and red wed dress<\/p>\n

And although still much wounded<\/p>\n

Felt able to move slowly forward unaided<\/p>\n

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DP 2022<\/em><\/p>\n

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It was a nightmare created by a mind of fatigue I was in a hotel with you Today was our last day in a pleasant town The sea had been kind to us It had shown us a reality And how to really live We were greedy for more   But here we were trapped […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9638","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9638","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9638"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9638\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":9640,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9638\/revisions\/9640"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9638"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9638"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stuartmillerosborne.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9638"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}