{"id":27448,"date":"2016-08-14T04:59:19","date_gmt":"2016-08-14T08:59:19","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=27448"},"modified":"2016-08-14T04:59:19","modified_gmt":"2016-08-14T08:59:19","slug":"the-place","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2016\/08\/the-place\/","title":{"rendered":"The Place"},"content":{"rendered":"

<\/b>There is something I need to say about this place where I live<\/span><\/p>\n

Not the structure that protects my head from rain<\/span><\/p>\n

This body, my living frame that I live in each day<\/span><\/p>\n

It follows me everywhere that I go<\/span><\/p>\n

It is broken and tattered, but clean and warm<\/span><\/p>\n

It sometimes welcome\u2019s the happy friend; that sometimes leaves as a willing stranger<\/span><\/p>\n

This place where I live hold the Joy of celebrations new and old<\/span><\/p>\n

It is a place that embodies my immortal soul and<\/span><\/p>\n

It is the place my soul will leave behind when living here is no longer right. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

This place where I live has stood strong through all seasons<\/span><\/p>\n

Its windows have been clouded and clear, its door has been locked and left open.<\/span><\/p>\n

I want to say, about this place that I live, that I love it more every day\u2026.because it is mine<\/span><\/p>\n

I have, yes, had occasion to want it destroyed and sadly have purchased my own wrecking ball<\/span><\/p>\n

But I\u2019m glad permission was not granted to tear it down. \u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n

This place, where I live, will be the place where I am nurtured and nourished<\/span><\/p>\n

This place, where I live, will be the place where I am comforted and caressed<\/span><\/p>\n

This place, is where I will Live<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

There is something I need to say about this place where I live Not the structure that protects my head from rain This body, my living frame that I live in each day It follows me everywhere that I go It is broken and tattered,…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":837,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,7,13,12,1136,441,5,1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-27448","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-introductions","category-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous","category-musings","category-official-marathon-prompts","category-poetry-prompt-responses","category-poetry-prompts","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27448","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\/837"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=27448"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27448\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":27468,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/27448\/revisions\/27468"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=27448"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=27448"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=27448"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}