{"id":4577,"date":"2023-11-26T20:26:28","date_gmt":"2023-11-26T20:26:28","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/?page_id=4577"},"modified":"2023-11-28T23:09:03","modified_gmt":"2023-11-28T23:09:03","slug":"the-small-hours-of-the-city","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/the-poems\/the-small-hours-of-the-city\/","title":{"rendered":"The small hours of the city"},"content":{"rendered":"<p> The small hours of the city<br \/>\nby cricketjeff on May 2, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved<br \/>\nThe final drunks&#8217; I-love-yous fade to whispers in the air<br \/>\nAnd every stag night&#8217;s star has staggered past<br \/>\nThe city streets stand silent no more echoes anywhere<br \/>\nToo bad this state of grace can never last<br \/>\nFor the fox, it&#8217;s time for breakfast there are bats you cannot see<br \/>\nAnd a little bit of London now belongs to night, and me.<\/p>\n<p>There are rainbows in the gutter round the image of the Moon<br \/>\nAnd the tumbleweeds of litter roll around<br \/>\nPast a pair of wings and L-plates that were new this afternoon<br \/>\nWhen tomorrow&#8217;s blushing bride was brought to ground<br \/>\nNow a cat grown fat on vermin waits for rats to find the chips<br \/>\nThat were just too much indulgence for a slurring set of lips<\/p>\n<p>I love walking in my city when there&#8217;s no-one else awake<br \/>\nWhen the hurly-burly bustle&#8217;s put aside<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s the gap when life and nature try to mend each sad mistake<br \/>\nThat we make as we are hurried on our ride<br \/>\nEmpty parks see owls out prowling empty skies see too few stars<br \/>\nWhile the lanes of urban wasteland cast away their curse of cars<\/p>\n<p>All too soon the morning chorus wakes the chaos of the day<br \/>\nStreets get swept and rubbish cleared before the start<br \/>\nBut before these boring habits come to put my dream away<br \/>\nI will breathe it in to insulate my heart<br \/>\nAnd although I love my city filled with people in a rush<br \/>\nI will always know she&#8217;s sweeter when her streets are full of hush<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The small hours of the city by cricketjeff on May 2, 2010.\u00a0 \u00a9 Jeff Green, All rights reserved The final drunks&#8217; I-love-yous fade to whispers in the air And every stag night&#8217;s star has staggered past The city streets stand silent no more echoes anywhere Too bad this state of grace can never last For [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":9742,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4577","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4577","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=4577"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4577\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":6931,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4577\/revisions\/6931"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/pages\/9742"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/nicewaistcoat.com\/wordpress\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=4577"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}