{"id":664,"date":"2014-09-23T09:19:55","date_gmt":"2014-09-23T09:19:55","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/?p=664"},"modified":"2014-09-23T09:19:55","modified_gmt":"2014-09-23T09:19:55","slug":"neath-trees-i-sit-and-think-a-bit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/neath-trees-i-sit-and-think-a-bit\/","title":{"rendered":"Neath Trees I Sit And Think A Bit"},"content":{"rendered":"<figure id=\"attachment_1950\" aria-describedby=\"caption-attachment-1950\" style=\"width: 600px\" class=\"wp-caption alignnone\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/www.writingsinrhyme.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/11\/Neath_Trees_I_Sit.jpg\" alt=\"Poem written while resting when walking around the Acropolis in Athens!\" title=\"Neath_Trees_I_Sit\" width=\"600\" height=\"240\" class=\"size-full wp-image-1950\" \/><figcaption id=\"caption-attachment-1950\" class=\"wp-caption-text\">Poem written while resting when walking around the Acropolis in Athens!<\/figcaption><\/figure>\n<p>Neath trees I sit and think a bit<br \/>\nAs the noon day scorching sun<br \/>\nHe who with energy was fired is now tired<br \/>\nAnd to rest he has begun.<br \/>\nLike as an Arab lot in a desert sod<br \/>\nAt ab oasis stops to cool<br \/>\nSo do I, neath a tree lie,<br \/>\nObeying natures Siesta rule<br \/>\nAnd peeping through the canopy in view<br \/>\nThe sunlight says hello<br \/>\nAs it did on me, and will be<br \/>\nSinging on those who come after us from long ago.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Neath trees I sit and think a bit As the noon day scorching sun He who with energy was fired is now tired And to rest he has begun. Like as an Arab lot in a desert sod At ab oasis stops to cool So do I, neath a tree &#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":[82,513],"tags":[932,514,931,2364,12,930],"class_list":["post-664","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-balkan-odyssey","category-greece","tag-acropolis","tag-athens","tag-contemplation","tag-greece","tag-nature","tag-trees","column","twocol"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p7EI4f-aI","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":315,"url":"https:\/\/writingsinrhyme.com\/index.php\/sitting-in-the-mouth-of-the-cave-of-pan\/","url_meta":{"origin":664,"position":0},"title":"Sitting in the Mouth of the Cave of Pan","author":"Tom\u00e1s \u00d3 C\u00e1rthaigh","date":"15th January 2012","format":false,"excerpt":"Sitting in the mouth of the Cave of Pan With Athens spread far below Its easy to see the divinity of the place To the Athenians of long ago. 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