{"id":18185,"date":"2019-01-14T08:00:31","date_gmt":"2019-01-14T08:00:31","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/ink.verticalplus.co.uk\/archive\/?p=18185"},"modified":"2019-01-04T15:51:57","modified_gmt":"2019-01-04T15:51:57","slug":"scott-manley-hadley","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/scott-manley-hadley\/","title":{"rendered":"Scott Manley Hadley"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Love Poem #34<\/strong><br \/>\n<strong>\u00a0<\/strong><br \/>\nI want to be in snow so cold with you I start to cry<br \/>\nI want to be in rain so hard with you that I feel naked because all my clothes are stuck to the skin<br \/>\nI want to spend a day swimming with you on a beach so hot that the skin on the back of my neck starts to peel and I have one beer and I feel nauseous.<\/p>\n<p>I want the wind when I\u2019m with you to push me to the ground<br \/>\nI want fog so thick that I can\u2019t see you but I can feel you holding my hand<br \/>\nI want the rivers to dry out<br \/>\nAnd lava to flow down every city street.<\/p>\n<p>I want forest fires that are put out by tidal waves<br \/>\nI want hail stones the size of melons<br \/>\nI want tornadoes strong enough to lift a church.<\/p>\n<p>I want the world outside<br \/>\nTo be as massive and messy and wild<br \/>\nAs I feel<br \/>\nWhen I look at you.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div><strong>Scott Manley Hadley<\/strong> blogs at <i><a href=\"http:\/\/TriumphoftheNow.com\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener noreferrer\" data-saferedirecturl=\"https:\/\/www.google.com\/url?q=http:\/\/TriumphoftheNow.com&amp;source=gmail&amp;ust=1546602151730000&amp;usg=AFQjCNEJmmLAT4RC8dgBAv0PGWudYA9wiw\">TriumphoftheNow.com<\/a>\u00a0<\/i>and his debut poetry collection, <a href=\"http:\/\/amzn.eu\/d\/bYjJCZA\"><i>Bad Boy Poet<\/i>,<\/a> is available now from all online book retailers and many real life shops.<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Love Poem #34 \u00a0 I want to be in snow so cold with you I start to cry I want to be in rain so hard with you that I feel naked because all my clothes are stuck to the skin I want to spend a day swimming with you on a [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-18185","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-prose-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18185","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/4"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=18185"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18185\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18186,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/18185\/revisions\/18186"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=18185"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=18185"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/inksweatandtears.co.uk\/archive\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=18185"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}