{"id":144518,"date":"2023-09-03T23:43:53","date_gmt":"2023-09-04T03:43:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=144518"},"modified":"2023-09-03T23:43:53","modified_gmt":"2023-09-04T03:43:53","slug":"15-riding-lessons-perspective-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2023\/09\/15-riding-lessons-perspective-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"15 \/ Riding Lessons (perspective poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Riding Lessons<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>She came with a light girl, confidant girl, visitors<\/p>\n<p>to our paddock.\u00a0 She did not want to touch me but<\/p>\n<p>the girl rode round and round and I let<\/p>\n<p>it seem she was in charge.\u00a0 Then Julie patted<\/p>\n<p>my neck and the girl brushed me down<\/p>\n<p>and my sawdust was soft and sweet.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>When Julie came back alone her clothes<\/p>\n<p>were from the gift shop, so stiff, so new.<\/p>\n<p>Trainer McKenzie taught her tack<\/p>\n<p>and how to sit; she barely breathed.<\/p>\n<p>I felt her fear.\u00a0 Round and round<\/p>\n<p>McKenzie lead us in the livery yard.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Her first dismount was luck; the second<\/p>\n<p>was a fall.\u00a0 But week by week her muscles<\/p>\n<p>grew.\u00a0 She learned to trust.\u00a0 I learned her voice,<\/p>\n<p>her hands that stroked and drew my hair<\/p>\n<p>in lines.\u00a0 We ride outside.\u00a0 I give her rein<\/p>\n<p>these afternoons.\u00a0 She\u2019s just about broken in.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p>[prompt: Write a poem about an experience, but from the perspective of another.]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Riding Lessons &nbsp; She came with a light girl, confidant girl, visitors to our paddock.\u00a0 She did not want to touch me but the girl rode round and round and I let it seem she was in charge.\u00a0 Then Julie patted my neck and the&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":756,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-144518","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/144518","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\/756"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=144518"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/144518\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":144546,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/144518\/revisions\/144546"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=144518"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=144518"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=144518"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}