{"id":48999,"date":"2019-06-22T13:12:31","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T17:12:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=48999"},"modified":"2019-06-22T13:15:55","modified_gmt":"2019-06-22T17:15:55","slug":"morning-stroll-prompt-3-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/morning-stroll-prompt-3-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Morning stroll  (Prompt 3\/4)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>the wind reminds me there is more<\/p>\n<p>than self<\/p>\n<p>more than what self consumes life with<\/p>\n<p>the wind brushes against my skin fairly<\/p>\n<p>undiscriminating,<\/p>\n<p>freely,<\/p>\n<p>softly,<\/p>\n<p>lovingly<\/p>\n<p>touching the parts of my flesh clothes don\u2019t cover<\/p>\n<p>My eyes fail while attempting to catch a glimpse<\/p>\n<p>of something from this earth that freely<\/p>\n<p>dresses me in ways fleshy bodies have not<\/p>\n<p>wind proves to me, that I have feasted in darkness.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>the wind reminds me there is more than self more than what self consumes life with the wind brushes against my skin fairly undiscriminating, freely, softly, lovingly touching the parts of my flesh clothes don\u2019t cover My eyes fail while attempting to catch a glimpse&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":596,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-48999","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48999","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\/596"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=48999"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48999\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":49179,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/48999\/revisions\/49179"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=48999"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=48999"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=48999"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}