{"id":127519,"date":"2023-09-02T09:54:25","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T13:54:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=127519"},"modified":"2023-09-02T10:32:32","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T14:32:32","slug":"afloat-thepoetrymarathon-prompthourone","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/afloat-thepoetrymarathon-prompthourone\/","title":{"rendered":"Afloat #2023poetrymarathon #prompthour1"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">We indulge our passions, unthinking<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Of how it feels to others, I am most alive<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">When I am dead underwater, cocooned<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">In its gentle caress. No hacking cough<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Not even the pain that shoots<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Down my leg on land. This poem flows<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Like the drops that slide of my back<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">As I take a turn and swim away.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Maybe my father was right, I was born<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">On a November morning when the moon<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Looked at me in hiding and told me to float.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Float away, stay afloat. And that is where<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">You will find me, my past draped around me<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">Naked and weightless staying afloat.<\/p>\n<p style=\"font-weight: 400\">\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>We indulge our passions, unthinking Of how it feels to others, I am most alive When I am dead underwater, cocooned In its gentle caress. No hacking cough Not even the pain that shoots Down my leg on land. This poem flows Like the drops&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1620,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[5761,5820],"class_list":["post-127519","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-marathonpoem-2023marathonpoem-24-love","tag-prompthourone"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/127519","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\/1620"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=127519"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/127519\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":128247,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/127519\/revisions\/128247"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=127519"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=127519"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=127519"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}