{"id":36176,"date":"2017-08-05T17:13:15","date_gmt":"2017-08-05T21:13:15","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=36176"},"modified":"2017-08-05T17:13:15","modified_gmt":"2017-08-05T21:13:15","slug":"fire-up-your-soul","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2017\/08\/fire-up-your-soul\/","title":{"rendered":"Fire Up Your Soul"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Be a nurse her family persuaded. The<br \/>\nFuture looks secure in a medical career, girl<br \/>\nThere\u2019s no money in art or writing or in<br \/>\nActing. She followed their dream; in the<br \/>\nUnsettled struggle that came, her glass<br \/>\nWas empty\u00a0more than full in the end. The truth is<br \/>\nFinding what fills you up and fires up your<br \/>\nSoul. Jesus did that and she calls him her\u00a0friend.<\/p>\n<p>by Kathleen J Kidder 8\/5\/2017 at 3:56 PM<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>The original line of inspiration for this poem is \u201cThe girl in the glass is your friend.\u201d By Pat Conigliaro<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Be a nurse her family persuaded. The Future looks secure in a medical career, girl There\u2019s no money in art or writing or in Acting. She followed their dream; in the Unsettled struggle that came, her glass Was empty\u00a0more than full in the end. The&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":880,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,12,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-36176","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-musings","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36176","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\/880"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=36176"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36176\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":36519,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/36176\/revisions\/36519"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=36176"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=36176"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=36176"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}