{"id":34198,"date":"2017-08-05T13:26:46","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T17:26:46","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=34198"},"modified":"2017-08-05T13:27:00","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T17:27:00","slug":"hemophiliac","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/hemophiliac\/","title":{"rendered":"Hemophiliac (Hour 5)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Many a meditation spent in contemplation upon your palm.<br \/>\nReturning year after year, grown a little older, a little wiser, a little stronger.<br \/>\nBringing back to you new triumphs, experiments with danger,<br \/>\nAnd permanent sorrows of the heart.<\/p>\n<p>All the while my formative mind yearning for answers,<br \/>\nbrimming with a curiosity about the future,<br \/>\nstill believing in na\u00efve ideas of destiny,<br \/>\nand trying to foresee any untold plans you had for me.<\/p>\n<p>And the breeze from the lake would whisper through the cedar trees,<br \/>\nThe cold familiar aroma of earth would collect upon my tongue,<br \/>\nAnd I would add its strength to my heart, to forever carry into the unknown.<\/p>\n<p>It wasn&#8217;t until I grew much older that I realized no one was watching.<br \/>\nIn all these years it had only been me listening, only me speaking.<br \/>\nOnly me driving my fears and worries deep into the stone upon which I rested,<br \/>\nBleeding my want for purpose into pools at my feet<br \/>\nAnd leaving it to soak into the soil beneath me.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Many a meditation spent in contemplation upon your palm. Returning year after year, grown a little older, a little wiser, a little stronger. Bringing back to you new triumphs, experiments with danger, And permanent sorrows of the heart. All the while my formative mind yearning&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":965,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-34198","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34198","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\/965"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=34198"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34198\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":34257,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34198\/revisions\/34257"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=34198"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=34198"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=34198"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}