{"id":102768,"date":"2021-06-27T08:13:58","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:13:58","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=102768"},"modified":"2021-06-27T08:13:58","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:13:58","slug":"hour-19-2021","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-19-2021\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 19 (2021)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The seaside cliffs<br \/>\nbeing me peace.<br \/>\nWatching the waves crash<br \/>\nfrom so far above,<br \/>\nI almost feel powerful.<br \/>\nAs if I&#8217;m the pull<br \/>\nthe ocean feels.<br \/>\nIn reality,<br \/>\nit&#8217;s always pulling me.<br \/>\nOne day it will pull me under completely<br \/>\nand I will be free. <\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/connor-home-dtmz4CDRXqw-unsplash-1024x1536-3-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-102812\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/connor-home-dtmz4CDRXqw-unsplash-1024x1536-3-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/connor-home-dtmz4CDRXqw-unsplash-1024x1536-3-683x1024.jpg 683w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/connor-home-dtmz4CDRXqw-unsplash-1024x1536-3-768x1152.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/connor-home-dtmz4CDRXqw-unsplash-1024x1536-3.jpg 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The seaside cliffs being me peace. Watching the waves crash from so far above, I almost feel powerful. As if I&#8217;m the pull the ocean feels. In reality, it&#8217;s always pulling me. One day it will pull me under completely and I will be free.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1382,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[3497],"class_list":["post-102768","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-novamariepoetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102768","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\/1382"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102768"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102768\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":102815,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102768\/revisions\/102815"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102768"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102768"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102768"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}