{"id":110290,"date":"2022-06-25T13:26:07","date_gmt":"2022-06-25T17:26:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/?p=110290"},"modified":"2022-06-25T13:26:07","modified_gmt":"2022-06-25T17:26:07","slug":"prompt-five-words-of-life","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2022\/06\/prompt-five-words-of-life\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt Five: Words of Life"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\"><strong><u>WORDS OF LIFE<\/u><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Sunflower, Sunflower in the yard;<\/p>\n<p>Why is poetry so friggin\u2019 hard.<\/p>\n<p>Your beauty is inspiring . . .<\/p>\n<p>My thoughts perspiring . . .<\/p>\n<p>The sun itself has me charred!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Knitting is not something I do\u2026<\/p>\n<p>It\u2019s a gift given to few;<\/p>\n<p>Mostly it is for the old . . .<\/p>\n<p>Gift from Grandma, or sold!<\/p>\n<p>Wait, I am grandmother age, too!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>How I long for enough space;<\/p>\n<p>To be rich, in this case.<\/p>\n<p>I live in the city,<\/p>\n<p>Where we artists deserve pity!<\/p>\n<p>Instead we carry mace.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The pavement always below my feet . . .<\/p>\n<p>Sunny, rainy or through the sleet.<\/p>\n<p>Here I am in New York . . .<\/p>\n<p>A choice I made, I\u2019m a dork!<\/p>\n<p>And happy to be of this elite!<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Furiture and trees of oak.<\/p>\n<p>Beauty my eyes love to soak.<\/p>\n<p>I think I shall never see . . .<\/p>\n<p>Anything lovely as a tree!<\/p>\n<p>And available to admire as I\u2019m broke!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>WORDS OF LIFE &nbsp; Sunflower, Sunflower in the yard; Why is poetry so friggin\u2019 hard. Your beauty is inspiring . . . My thoughts perspiring . . . The sun itself has me charred! &nbsp; Knitting is not something I do\u2026 It\u2019s a gift given&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":745,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,12,441,5],"tags":[4952,3138,5068,5079,1667,5078,2663,5080,5077,1190],"class_list":["post-110290","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-musings","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","tag-2022-half-marathon","tag-angela-theresa-egic","tag-knitting","tag-oak","tag-oak-tree","tag-pavement","tag-space","tag-sunflower","tag-the-city","tag-words"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110290","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\/745"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=110290"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110290\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":110328,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/110290\/revisions\/110328"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=110290"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=110290"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=110290"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}