{"id":4528,"date":"2023-11-26T20:26:28","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:26:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=4528"},"modified":"2023-11-27T22:45:11","modified_gmt":"2023-11-27T22:45:11","slug":"back-to-black-and-white","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/b-poems\/back-to-black-and-white\/","title":{"rendered":"Back to Black and White"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> Back to Black and White<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on April 3, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nWhere there used to be a rainbow, there are clouds and dismal rain;<br \/>\nThere were flowers round a meadow, now there&#8217;s litter round a drain;<br \/>\nThere were ginger-headed children; now they&#8217;re old and sad and grey;<br \/>\nWhen you left my moving pictures, Technicolor went away.<\/p>\n<p>I was watching a kingfisher, catching tiny silver fish.<br \/>\nNow a sparrow pecks at breadcrumbs on a dirty plastic dish.<br \/>\nThere was music in the breezes, now there&#8217;s silence in the air.<br \/>\nI was almost in Nirvana, but now heaven isn&#8217;t there.<\/p>\n<p>We walked through the woods and bluebells, I walk run-down streets alone;<br \/>\nWe saw all our friends in person, now mine message on the phone.<br \/>\nWe had cocktails in the evening, mine&#8217;s a vodka orange crush,<br \/>\nNow I&#8217;m drinking long-flat cider, watching snowdrops die in slush.<\/p>\n<p>When you spoke I heard the fairies, throwing magic in the fields,<br \/>\nSo the farmers were embarrassed by their crops&#8217; unheard of yields.<br \/>\nWe were living for forever, now I&#8217;m dying every hour,<br \/>\nAnd my days are filled with rainstorms, not a passing summer shower.<\/p>\n<p>Through the Spring and Summer seasons you were every blazing hue;<br \/>\nEvery poster-plastered hoarding, every sunset sang of you.<br \/>\nBut you left me in the Autumn, taking golden-browns away &#8212;<br \/>\nNow my life is filled with Winter, and ten thousand shades of grey.<\/p>\n<p> Author notes<br \/>\nPrompt:<\/p>\n<p>Colours have broken into shades of grey<br \/>\nwhere sunlight no longer lives<br \/>\nto breathe fresh upon a yellow daffodil.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Back to Black and White by cricketjeff on April 3, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved Where there used to be a rainbow, there are clouds and dismal rain; There were flowers round a meadow, now there&#8217;s litter round a drain; There were ginger-headed children; now they&#8217;re old and sad and grey; When you [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9694,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4528","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4528","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=4528"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4528\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6981,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4528\/revisions\/6981"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9694"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4528"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}