{"id":4793,"date":"2020-11-01T01:33:43","date_gmt":"2020-11-01T01:33:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=4793"},"modified":"2020-11-01T01:33:43","modified_gmt":"2020-11-01T01:33:43","slug":"no-knocks-on-the-door-at-halloween","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/no-knocks-on-the-door-at-halloween\/","title":{"rendered":"No Knocks on the Door at Halloween"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Night Sky in Birr<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n

For all those years, like the Grinch I was
\nWhen all dressed up they’d be seen
\nGoing door to door looking for treats and cash
\nIn the age old tradition of Halloween…<\/p>\n

They’d quick get changed, and then come back
\nTell tale same knock on the door
\nThey’d swear to you that black was white
\nTheyd not been there before!<\/p>\n

Shapeshifters of the modern age:
\nTheir aduacity I begrudgingly admire
\nYet still I curse when another knock
\nBrings to the door from the warm fire.<\/p>\n

But this year it was eerie
\nThe wind howled in the trees
\nThe silence was like death itself…
\nI was left alone, at ease.<\/p>\n

Everybody is staying at home
\nEveryone is afraid
\nIt is the COVID19 scare that cowes all
\nThat the streets so silent made.<\/p>\n

I hope next year I am annoyed
\nAs they knock knock on my door…
\nIt will mean we are as normal again as we can be…
\nI promise not to be quite as grumpy any more!!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

For all those years, like the Grinch I was When all dressed up they’d be seen Going door to door looking for treats and cash In the age old tradition of Halloween… They’d quick get changed, and then come back Tell tale same knock on the door They’d swear to …<\/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":[4319,54,256],"tags":[843,4344,4347,4346,4345],"class_list":["post-4793","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-covid19","category-ireland","category-irish-heritage","tag-halloween","tag-haloween-grinch","tag-treat","tag-trick","tag-trick-or-treat","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-1fj","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":4640,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/the-wide-world-beyond-the-door\/","url_meta":{"origin":4793,"position":0},"title":"The Wide World Beyond the Door","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"19th March 2020","format":false,"excerpt":"One good thing about #covid19 is that we should be able to get a bit of writing done. 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