{"id":2369,"date":"2015-10-14T20:57:01","date_gmt":"2015-10-14T20:57:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=2369"},"modified":"2015-10-14T20:57:36","modified_gmt":"2015-10-14T20:57:36","slug":"morning-caw-of-the-jackdaw","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/morning-caw-of-the-jackdaw\/","title":{"rendered":"Morning Caw of the Jackdaw"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_2371\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-2371\" style=\"width: 480px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"wp-image-2371 size-full\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/10\/Jackdaw.gif\" alt=\"Jackdaw\" width=\"480\" height=\"236\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-2371\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Known for their cleverness, this one is &#8220;hitching a ride&#8221; on a car wiper!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>The jackdaws call in the morning<br \/>\nBefore the sun streaks the sky<br \/>\nFrom tree, or other perch, loud it echos<br \/>\nWe listening, wonder why&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>Is it calling all for breakfast<br \/>\nOr is it saying a prayer of thanks<br \/>\nTo the Gods of Nature it worships unknown to man<br \/>\nFrom the trees on the riverbanks&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The jackdaws call in the morning Before the sun streaks the sky From tree, or other perch, loud it echos We listening, wonder why&#8230; Is it calling all for breakfast Or is it saying a prayer of thanks To the Gods of Nature it worships unknown to man From the &#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":[232],"tags":[762,2493,2492,12],"class_list":["post-2369","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-nature-2","tag-bird","tag-call","tag-jackdaw","tag-nature","column","twocol"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-Cd","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1733,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/walking-under-edenmore-hill\/","url_meta":{"origin":2369,"position":0},"title":"Walking Under Edenmore Hill","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"2nd March 2014","format":false,"excerpt":"Random scattered shades of brown, Rarer yellows, more common black hues, What\u00c2\u00a0 was once a trickle a torrent is now, Rain falls as always as my shoes Walk yet again where often before I've walked, its as if I know each bush Each bird that sings from trees as I\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;North Longford&quot;","block_context":{"text":"North Longford","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/north-longford\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Walking Under Edenmore Hill","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Walking-Under-Edenmore-Hill.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Walking-Under-Edenmore-Hill.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Walking-Under-Edenmore-Hill.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Walking-Under-Edenmore-Hill.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/02\/Walking-Under-Edenmore-Hill.jpg?resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":573,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/verse-to-a-praying-druid\/","url_meta":{"origin":2369,"position":1},"title":"Verse to a Praying Druid","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th September 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"Druids prayer - to a god you know And have prayed to through the years That you say has never let you down And made you face your fears. I hear your chants in the morning sun As the jackdaw takes to the sky From the branch of the sacred\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Irish Heritage&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Irish Heritage","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/ireland\/irish-heritage\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/Druids-at-Stonehenge.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/Druids-at-Stonehenge.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/Druids-at-Stonehenge.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/Druids-at-Stonehenge.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x"},"classes":[]},{"id":1555,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/never-mind-the-heartache-always-get-the-verse\/","url_meta":{"origin":2369,"position":2},"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\". As a writer I have to agree... and in my latest outbreak of unrequited love... I have got the poem if nothing\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Heartbreak Poems&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Heartbreak Poems","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/love-poems\/heartbreak-poems\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":274,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/walking-in-autumn-in-banagher\/","url_meta":{"origin":2369,"position":3},"title":"Walking in Autumn in Banagher","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"15th August 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"As falling are the leaves from the trees I walked along at my ease From nowhere to anywhere Having not a care With only myself to please... Wind blowing formed a breeze light As I admired the sight As I walked through the town Kicked the leaves golden and brown\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Banagher&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Banagher","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/banagher\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"","src":"","width":0,"height":0},"classes":[]},{"id":300,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/sky-is-our-ceiling-the-land-our-garden\/","url_meta":{"origin":2369,"position":4},"title":"Sky is our Ceiling, the Land our Garden","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"19th August 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"The sky is our ceiling, the land our garden - Romany Proverb Smile, yes there are clouds The morning may be dull Your life may seem difficult And of problems, be full But they shall pass in their own time All problems sorted in their own way For many was\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Nature&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Nature","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/nature-2\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Gypsies on the Road. \"The sky is our ceiling, hte land our garden\" - old Romany proverb","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Gypsies-on-the-Road.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Gypsies-on-the-Road.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Gypsies-on-the-Road.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Gypsies-on-the-Road.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2013\/04\/Gypsies-on-the-Road.jpg?resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]},{"id":2057,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/looking-out-at-the-skelligs\/","url_meta":{"origin":2369,"position":5},"title":"Looking Out at the Skelligs","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"13th July 2015","format":false,"excerpt":"From clifftop in morning mist A view I would have missed If weather was finer, or I had slept This murky view from my eyes would be kept Hidden in the swirling mists of grey I saw the scene seen by the monks the day They decided there cells their\u2026","rel":"","context":"In &quot;Travel Poems&quot;","block_context":{"text":"Travel Poems","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/category\/travel-poems\/"},"img":{"alt_text":"Skelligs seen through the morning mist...","src":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Skelligs.jpg?resize=350%2C200","width":350,"height":200,"srcset":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Skelligs.jpg?resize=350%2C200 1x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Skelligs.jpg?resize=525%2C300 1.5x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Skelligs.jpg?resize=700%2C400 2x, https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2015\/07\/Skelligs.jpg?resize=1050%2C600 3x"},"classes":[]}],"jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2369","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2369"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2369\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2373,"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2369\/revisions\/2373"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2369"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2369"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2369"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}