{"id":46207,"date":"2019-06-22T09:13:34","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T13:13:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=46207"},"modified":"2019-06-22T09:53:53","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T13:53:53","slug":"all-the-stars","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/all-the-stars\/","title":{"rendered":"All the Stars"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-46282 size-full\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/All-the-Stars.png\" alt=\"\" width=\"2048\" height=\"1152\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/All-the-Stars.png 2048w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/All-the-Stars-300x169.png 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/All-the-Stars-768x432.png 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/All-the-Stars-1024x576.png 1024w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 2048px) 100vw, 2048px\" \/><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">How do you grieve<br \/>\nwhen you\u2019re ripped at that seams?<br \/>\nLike there\u2019s never enough<br \/>\ntime to pause, even breathe<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Not ready to go<br \/>\nNot ready to cease<br \/>\nDon\u2019t wanna believe<br \/>\nNo sand left here to see<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Never taught to release<br \/>\nNever taught not to beat<br \/>\nNever taught to give up<br \/>\nNever taught to make peace<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Won\u2019t accept all the signs<br \/>\nWon\u2019t embrace the decline<br \/>\nWon\u2019t accept all that is<br \/>\nRather fight for this life<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">When will suffering stop?<br \/>\nWhen will struggle stand still?<br \/>\nMust be solace and fear<br \/>\nDetermination and will<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Blue jays flying above<br \/>\nWind beneath wings in flight<br \/>\nNo more days in the sun<br \/>\nOnly star-studded nights<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>How do you grieve when you\u2019re ripped at that seams? Like there\u2019s never enough time to pause, even breathe Not ready to go Not ready to cease Don\u2019t wanna believe No sand left here to see Never taught to release Never taught not to beat&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1239,"featured_media":46282,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[1204,2796,31,546,2797],"class_list":["post-46207","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-grief","tag-life-lessons","tag-love","tag-mourning","tag-transition"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46207","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\/1239"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=46207"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46207\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":46808,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/46207\/revisions\/46808"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/46282"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=46207"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=46207"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=46207"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}