{"id":49881,"date":"2019-06-22T14:56:17","date_gmt":"2019-06-22T18:56:17","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=49881"},"modified":"2020-09-15T01:34:36","modified_gmt":"2020-09-15T05:34:36","slug":"noroom4muse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/noroom4muse\/","title":{"rendered":"No Room For Muse"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>If I had hands I could touch<br \/>\nEvery inch of this place without moving at all<br \/>\nI once had only to think of something new<br \/>\nAnd I could push out a new room or a wall<br \/>\nBut everything that came attached to that thought<br \/>\nFilled it up so fast, it came to naught!<br \/>\nThat never stopped brilliance<br \/>\nMuse just added another room to decorate<br \/>\nEach room demanded more attention<br \/>\nWhile every other room had to wait.<br \/>\nIdeas and projects filled every nook and cranny<br \/>\nTill there was no room left in their bony house<br \/>\nNo room for Granny or a Mouse<br \/>\nInfrastructure broke down<br \/>\nIdeas left or slowed way down<br \/>\nSoon Muse got stuck<br \/>\nShe couldn&#8217;t come up with a single new idea<br \/>\nIn fact, it seemed like someone was stealing<br \/>\nHer beautiful, brilliant rooms<br \/>\nSo along came a helper<br \/>\nAnd cleaned out the muck<br \/>\nWe redid some wiring<br \/>\nPlugged up some leaks<br \/>\nA few months later<br \/>\nAfter some tweaks<br \/>\nIdeas came returned<br \/>\nBetter than ever<br \/>\nRested and clever<br \/>\nSo clear out the junk<br \/>\nCome out of your funk<br \/>\nLet your brilliance<br \/>\nShine for the one who cleaned it up.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>If I had hands I could touch Every inch of this place without moving at all I once had only to think of something new And I could push out a new room or a wall But everything that came attached to that thought Filled&#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],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-49881","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-musings"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49881","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=49881"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49881\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":50228,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/49881\/revisions\/50228"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=49881"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=49881"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=49881"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}