{"id":133400,"date":"2023-09-02T16:22:17","date_gmt":"2023-09-02T20:22:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=133400"},"modified":"2023-09-02T16:22:17","modified_gmt":"2023-09-02T20:22:17","slug":"a-thousand-suns","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/a-thousand-suns\/","title":{"rendered":"A Thousand Suns"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A Thousand Suns (Poem 7)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The brilliance of a thousand suns reflects from all that I have done.<\/p>\n<p>The hummingbirds upon a limb, the maples planted one by one.<\/p>\n<p>Metal shovels dug the pond before we built our home<\/p>\n<p>Blueberry patch in lower 40, whose fruit supports my roam<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I try to touch spirits with those that I see, hoping it says that they\u2019re second to none.<\/p>\n<p>The brilliance of a thousand suns reflects from all that I have done.<\/p>\n<p>A little thing that may not seem like much<\/p>\n<p>But trying to help another can be sprinkling pixie dust.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Once I had plans for all that I did in logic that my mind had spun<\/p>\n<p>And the thoughts and the details felt shot from a gun<\/p>\n<p>The brilliance of a thousand suns reflects from all that I have done.<\/p>\n<p>With results leaving me feeling like I\u2019ve been stunned<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>I ponder the life that till now I\u2019ve lived<\/p>\n<p>Knowing my spirit is sometimes contrived<\/p>\n<p>I search for a countenance that I hope is finespun because<\/p>\n<p>The brilliance of a thousand suns reflects from all that I have done.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Thousand Suns (Poem 7) &nbsp; &nbsp; The brilliance of a thousand suns reflects from all that I have done. The hummingbirds upon a limb, the maples planted one by one. Metal shovels dug the pond before we built our home Blueberry patch in lower&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":29,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-133400","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/133400","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\/29"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=133400"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/133400\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":133414,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/133400\/revisions\/133414"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=133400"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=133400"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=133400"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}