{"id":141885,"date":"2023-09-03T05:51:15","date_gmt":"2023-09-03T09:51:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=141885"},"modified":"2023-09-03T05:51:15","modified_gmt":"2023-09-03T09:51:15","slug":"hour-9-home-away","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/hour-9-home-away\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 9; Home away"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>beet<br \/>\njacket<br \/>\ntremor<br \/>\nbayou<br \/>\nelbow<br \/>\nlightbulb<br \/>\ncinnamon<br \/>\nbucket<br \/>\nelk<br \/>\ncarport<\/p>\n<p>Her cheeks were *beet* red as determination became her<br \/>\nShe owned it was never easy to leave your comfort zone<br \/>\nAnd start from the scratch<br \/>\nShe could do this, thus assuring herself<br \/>\nShe donned a life *jacket*<br \/>\nFilled a *bucket* with odds and ends, including tools, *lightbulbs* , knickknacks And swinging it over her shoulders,<br \/>\nRan to the *carport* and unlocking her beloved Mercedes, Extracted her lucky charm bracelet and favourite perfume<br \/>\nWith *cinnamon* and floral notes<br \/>\nShe ran to a sleek boat that was waiting for her in the *bayou* adjoining her island<br \/>\nBefore she stepped in, she felt a tug at her *elbow*<br \/>\nIt was a wild *elk* that she had saved when it was an infant<br \/>\nAnd now often followed her for treats<br \/>\nShe kissed it goodbye and took a last look at her old world<br \/>\nA tremor of uncertainity and fear gripped her for a few seconds<br \/>\nSighing deeply, she tossed her head and sat in the boat<br \/>\nLife herein would be difficult but it would be her journey; good or bad&#8230;!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>beet jacket tremor bayou elbow lightbulb cinnamon bucket elk carport Her cheeks were *beet* red as determination became her She owned it was never easy to leave your comfort zone And start from the scratch She could do this, thus assuring herself She donned a&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":4553,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-141885","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/141885","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\/4553"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=141885"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/141885\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":141892,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/141885\/revisions\/141892"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=141885"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=141885"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=141885"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}