{"id":34963,"date":"2017-08-05T14:47:13","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:47:13","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=34963"},"modified":"2017-08-05T14:47:13","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T18:47:13","slug":"birds-of-love","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/birds-of-love\/","title":{"rendered":"Birds of Love"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Aching heart and rattled mind,<br \/>\nI seek a friend, and few I find<br \/>\nWith open hearts and willing soul<\/p>\n<p>I remember times of old<br \/>\nWhen love was easy, love was kind<br \/>\nAnd we were friends, all lives entwined<br \/>\nAnd we could live our lives half-blind<\/p>\n<p>It behooves me yet, to see<br \/>\nThat you&#8217;re yet coming back at me<br \/>\nThat you&#8217;re yet coming hard and fast<br \/>\nThat you yet want some love to last<br \/>\nWhen you cannot begin to know<br \/>\nThat it&#8217;s not lust that lets love grow<br \/>\nThat it&#8217;s not ours to find and search<br \/>\nWhen we&#8217;re not left on that high perch<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Aching heart and rattled mind, I seek a friend, and few I find With open hearts and willing soul I remember times of old When love was easy, love was kind And we were friends, all lives entwined And we could live our lives half-blind&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1098,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-34963","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34963","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\/1098"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=34963"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34963\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":35069,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34963\/revisions\/35069"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=34963"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=34963"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=34963"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}