{"id":102677,"date":"2021-06-27T08:39:22","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:39:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=102677"},"modified":"2021-06-27T08:39:22","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:39:22","slug":"home-surya-t-poetry-marathon-poem-24","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/home-surya-t-poetry-marathon-poem-24\/","title":{"rendered":"Home | Surya T | Poetry Marathon Poem 24"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The breeze caressed my face<br \/>\nAs I turned the page in the novel I&#8217;m reading<br \/>\nWith a cup of coffee<br \/>\nSitting on the balcony facing a garden<\/p>\n<p>Roses, tulips, and jasmine<br \/>\nalong with basil, and a few other herbs<br \/>\ncarefully tended to for both vegetation<br \/>\nand aesthetic pleasure<\/p>\n<p>A small bird taking a shower<br \/>\nin the water fountain and bird shower<br \/>\nA golden running around the garden<br \/>\ngetting the freshly mown grass-green on its mane<\/p>\n<p>An instrumental music playing behind<br \/>\nOf a post rock band I discovered recently<br \/>\nI turn another page in the novel<br \/>\nand take a sip from the cup of coffee<\/p>\n<p>My office decorated with papers<br \/>\nmy poetry and musings attached across the wall<br \/>\nmy notice board, filled with strings and thumbtacks<br \/>\nand a bunch of books, waiting to be read<\/p>\n<p>A guitar placed on the stand<br \/>\nwith the amplifier close by<br \/>\nRecording equipment set aside<br \/>\nand my favorite Vinyl records lying around<\/p>\n<p>Nothing says home like a place<br \/>\nwhere one feels most natural<br \/>\nThis is where I am at home<br \/>\nWhen I am propelled to do what&#8217;s meaningful<\/p>\n<p><em>-Surya T<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The breeze caressed my face As I turned the page in the novel I&#8217;m reading With a cup of coffee Sitting on the balcony facing a garden Roses, tulips, and jasmine along with basil, and a few other herbs carefully tended to for both vegetation&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3791,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-102677","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102677","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3791"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102677"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102677\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103044,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102677\/revisions\/103044"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102677"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102677"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102677"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}