{"id":1542,"date":"2015-03-18T17:10:48","date_gmt":"2015-03-18T17:10:48","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=1542"},"modified":"2015-03-18T17:10:48","modified_gmt":"2015-03-18T17:10:48","slug":"to-one-side-i-must-cast-my-pen","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/to-one-side-i-must-cast-my-pen\/","title":{"rendered":"To One Side I Must Cast My Pen"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Verses written win all hearts bar hers<br \/>\nShe is a slave to life, passion and chance:<br \/>\nI am a walker of safe paths, writer of verses of adventure<br \/>\nShall have to cast aside the pen to live this romance<br \/>\nShould I in a time to come of her love have cause to write<br \/>\nAs returned as opposed to as heretofor unrequited<br \/>\nI, who seek to gatecrash the party of her life<br \/>\nPoet, fool, dreamer, uninvited.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Verses written win all hearts bar hers She is a slave to life, passion and chance: I am a walker of safe paths, writer of verses of adventure Shall have to cast aside the pen to live this romance Should I in a time to come of her love have &#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[145],"tags":[1708,362,18,293,17],"class_list":["post-1542","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-love-poems","tag-broken-dreams","tag-love","tag-love-poem","tag-romance","tag-unrequited-love","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-oS","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1555,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/never-mind-the-heartache-always-get-the-verse\/","url_meta":{"origin":1542,"position":0},"title":"Never Mind the Heartache, Always Get the Verse","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"22nd March 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"A friend of mine and fellow Tullamore Rhymer Anthony Sullivan has a quotation that goes something along the lines of \"Never mind the heartache, always get the song\". 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