{"id":132928,"date":"2023-09-02T15:47:42","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T19:47:42","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=132928"},"modified":"2023-09-02T19:36:00","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T23:36:00","slug":"prompt-7-picking-poppies","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/prompt-7-picking-poppies\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt 7 &#8211; Picking Poppies"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-132939\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poppies-264x300.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"264\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poppies-264x300.png 264w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poppies-900x1024.png 900w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poppies-768x874.png 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poppies.png 1099w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 264px) 100vw, 264px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Image Courtesy of Pixabay<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Picking white and ruby poppies,<\/p>\n<p>Beneath a sky of cobalt, I see<\/p>\n<p>Nature&#8217;s tapestry unfurling, carelessly,<\/p>\n<p>Amidst fields of dreams, waving free.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>In the gentle breeze, whispers of grace,<\/p>\n<p>Picking white and ruby poppies,<\/p>\n<p>Each petal&#8217;s touch, a soft embrace,<\/p>\n<p>In this tranquil haven, I find my place.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Time slows down in this sacred space,<\/p>\n<p>Nature&#8217;s beauty, an eternal chase,<\/p>\n<p>Picking white and ruby poppies.<\/p>\n<p>In its embrace, I find solace and grace.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>As the day&#8217;s colors gently wane,<\/p>\n<p>In this moment, all worries drain,<\/p>\n<p>In the heart of nature, I remain,<\/p>\n<p>Picking white and ruby poppies.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>Antoinette <span style=\"font-family: Roboto, sans-serif\"><span style=\"font-size: medium\"><span lang=\"en-GB\">LeRoux<\/span><\/span><\/span> <\/strong><strong>\u00a9 2023<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Image Courtesy of Pixabay &nbsp; Picking white and ruby poppies, Beneath a sky of cobalt, I see Nature&#8217;s tapestry unfurling, carelessly, Amidst fields of dreams, waving free. &nbsp; In the gentle breeze, whispers of grace, Picking white and ruby poppies, Each petal&#8217;s touch, a soft&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":259,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-132928","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132928","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\/259"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=132928"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132928\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":136136,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/132928\/revisions\/136136"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=132928"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=132928"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=132928"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}