{"id":2322,"date":"2013-10-30T18:14:36","date_gmt":"2013-10-30T18:14:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2322"},"modified":"2013-10-30T18:16:02","modified_gmt":"2013-10-30T18:16:02","slug":"ford-october-2013","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/ford-october-2013\/","title":{"rendered":"Jason Constantine Ford, October 2013"},"content":{"rendered":"<p id=\"yui_3_13_0_1_1383141586614_134391\"><strong>Death in the Woods\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n<p id=\"yui_3_13_0_1_1383141586614_134379\">The taste of many brittle years already spread<br \/>\nAcross paddocks without a drop of rain<br \/>\nIs bitterness profound as Death begins to tread<br \/>\nUpon the graves of names which still remain.<br \/>\nDeath is slowly passing through the woods alone<br \/>\nWith many kinds of trees becoming prone<br \/>\nTo loss of grip among the ageing leaves<br \/>\nSuccumbing to the might which Death receives.<\/p>\n<p>The air surrounding Death becomes so strong<br \/>\nAs winds impose a sense of might upon each tree.<br \/>\nThe branches shaking left and right, belong<br \/>\nTo the dance of Death declaring how all things should be.<br \/>\nThe curse which came upon the ones who died<br \/>\nWith wounds inflicted by the sword of pride<br \/>\nIs kept beneath the ground until the day<br \/>\nDeath decides to spread to other forms of prey.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Jason Constantine Ford is from East Perth in Western Australia. His major influences poetry and fiction are Edgar Alan Poe, William Blake and Gerard Manley Hopkins. Most of his poetry is rhyming poetry as he is dedicated to the cause of poetry that rhymes. He also writes fiction. His main influences for fiction are Edgar Alan Poe and Phillip K. Dick.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Death in the Woods\u00a0 The taste of many brittle years already spread Across paddocks without a drop of rain Is bitterness profound as Death begins to tread Upon the graves of names which still remain. 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