{"id":48678,"date":"2019-06-22T12:27:57","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T16:27:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=48678"},"modified":"2019-06-22T12:27:57","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T16:27:57","slug":"responding-to-image-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/responding-to-image-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Responding to Image 3"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"comment-content\">\n<p>(Responding to image 3)<br \/>\nTHE PATH OF LONELINESS<\/p>\n<p>I lay under the midnight stars<br \/>\nAnd dream of a life I have never known.<br \/>\nI am not sleeping, nor awake<br \/>\nAs the coyotes howl in the distance.<br \/>\nTheir haunting cry echoes the pain in my heart.<\/p>\n<p>Because I chose the path of loneliness.<\/p>\n<p>They are summoning, perhaps,<br \/>\nAnother lone heart to share in their sorrow.<br \/>\nBut their union is not a ceremony of mourning.<br \/>\nIt is a celebration of mutual and subtle joy.<br \/>\nThey have found comfort in each other.<\/p>\n<p>Yet I chose the path of loneliness.<\/p>\n<p>As the two are remembering together<br \/>\nThe shadows of their lives are forgotten forever.<br \/>\nThe howling dies.<\/p>\n<p>In the silence of the late summer night, another suffering can be heard.<br \/>\nThe sound of a human heart breaking.<\/p>\n<p>Because I chose the path of loneliness.<\/p>\n<p>In reality, the sound is but a memory,<br \/>\nIt\u2019s shrill tone heard only by me.<br \/>\nOnce I loved.<\/p>\n<p>Still I lie beneath the frozen stars<br \/>\nAnd dream of a life that could have been.<br \/>\nA life of meaning, a life of hope,<br \/>\nA life of knowing who I am.<\/p>\n<p>But I chose the path of loneliness.<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>(Responding to image 3) THE PATH OF LONELINESS I lay under the midnight stars And dream of a life I have never known. I am not sleeping, nor awake As the coyotes howl in the distance. Their haunting cry echoes the pain in my heart&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1217,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-48678","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48678","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\/1217"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=48678"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48678\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":48684,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48678\/revisions\/48684"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48678"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48678"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48678"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}