{"id":1514,"date":"2015-03-10T10:25:49","date_gmt":"2015-03-10T10:25:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1514"},"modified":"2015-03-10T10:25:49","modified_gmt":"2015-03-10T10:25:49","slug":"heart-turned-to-gold-or-stone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/heart-turned-to-gold-or-stone\/","title":{"rendered":"Heart Turned To Gold or Stone"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/Man.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft  wp-image-1515\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/Man.jpg\" alt=\"Man\" width=\"231\" height=\"438\" srcset=\"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/Man.jpg 312w, https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/03\/Man-158x300.jpg 158w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 231px) 100vw, 231px\" \/><\/a>The heart shall turn forged by life, love and pain<br \/>\nTo gold, or maybe to stone,<br \/>\nTo be mined from the chest by life,<br \/>\nLeft empty, left alone&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Forever scarred, that landscape states<br \/>\nThat neath the growing vegitation<br \/>\nThere once beat a heart , now mined and sold<br \/>\nFor profit of Life&#8217;s Hard Corporation<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The heart shall turn forged by life, love and pain To gold, or maybe to stone, To be mined from the chest by life, Left empty, left alone&#8230; Forever scarred, that landscape states That neath the growing vegitation There once beat a heart , now mined and sold For profit &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[724],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1514","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-heartbreak-poems","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-oq","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":2782,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/aughnacliffe-dolmen-for-the-lovers-for-one-night-is-their-bed\/","url_meta":{"origin":1514,"position":0},"title":"Aughnacliffe Dolmen for the Lovers for One Night is Their Bed","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"4th June 2016","format":false,"excerpt":"A bed hard of stone neath the sky starry above Is good enough, soft enough, for a couple in love He who won her heart at her wedding feast, with her had fled So she never slept with Fionn Mac Cumhaill in their martial bed Her groom - he now\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Ireland&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Ireland","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ireland\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"The Aughnacliffe Dolmen stone - this cromlech is known as Diarmaid and Grainnes Bed at Aughnacliffe in Longford","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2016\/06\/Diarmaid-and-Grainnes-Bed-at-Aughnacliffe-in-Longford-1.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":1113,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/ogham-kenning\/","url_meta":{"origin":1514,"position":1},"title":"Ogham Kenning","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"11th February 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"A \"kenning\" is a piece of poetry or prose used to remember the order of letters, alphabets or similar lists. 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