{"id":3425,"date":"2014-08-23T21:59:26","date_gmt":"2014-08-24T01:59:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=3425"},"modified":"2014-08-23T22:01:46","modified_gmt":"2014-08-24T02:01:46","slug":"poetry-marathon-poem-9","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2014\/08\/poetry-marathon-poem-9\/","title":{"rendered":"Poetry Marathon poem #9"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Someday I&#8217;ll find my way<br \/>\nacross this great divide<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve created within myself<br \/>\nand fill the crack between my souls.<br \/>\nI feel somewhat unreal<br \/>\na cracked visage<br \/>\nof a monument<br \/>\na testament to the past<br \/>\nthe precipice I may view<br \/>\nbut have never crossed.<br \/>\nI must prepare for the unexpected<br \/>\nto be dejected and lost<br \/>\nbut I will press on and<br \/>\nsomeday find my way<br \/>\nand I will be whole once again<br \/>\nbut I must wait<br \/>\nand Fate will take my hand<br \/>\nand lead me over the broken land<br \/>\nover desert dunes of sands<br \/>\nof broken memories<br \/>\npassing Time centuries<br \/>\nlistening to the song of the Valkyries<br \/>\nbeautiful and pure,<br \/>\nfilling me with the strength<br \/>\nto carry on the journey<br \/>\nuntil I reach my destination<br \/>\nthe grand and mighty ocean<br \/>\nof my imagination<br \/>\nsurging waters and tidal waves<br \/>\ncrashing and swelling<br \/>\nagainst the seaside caves<br \/>\nas I sit in silence and peace<br \/>\nwatching the new take their place<br \/>\nlooking forward to the open space<br \/>\nthe future holds for those<br \/>\n willing to grasp the reigns<br \/>\nof the Chariot of Fire<br \/>\nleading the blaze through the sky<br \/>\nover those stuck in the mire<br \/>\nbreaking the chains of the lie<br \/>\nwe&#8217;ve deluded ourselves into believing.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Someday I&#8217;ll find my way across this great divide I&#8217;ve created within myself and fill the crack between my souls. I feel somewhat unreal a cracked visage of a monument a testament to the past the precipice I may view but have never crossed. I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":30,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3425","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3425","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\/30"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3425"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3425\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3431,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3425\/revisions\/3431"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3425"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3425"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3425"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}