{"id":55162,"date":"2019-06-23T01:12:44","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:12:44","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=55162"},"modified":"2019-06-23T01:12:44","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:12:44","slug":"stillness-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/stillness-3\/","title":{"rendered":"Stillness"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In somber silence of my mind,\u00a0 stillness in the knowing I&#8217;m alive.<\/p>\n<p>In thought that glorifies, what is never really still.<\/p>\n<p>The night creatures stir their portion in the night~<\/p>\n<p>Toads do their croaking,\u00a0 making their own songs heard,\u00a0 while the owl hoots,\u00a0 and night bird songs come to life.<\/p>\n<p>I hear beating wings on the breeze,\u00a0 as the cricket plays sweetly,\u00a0 in the night.<\/p>\n<p>There is\u00a0 really no somber silence,\u00a0 as we all know,\u00a0 nothing is still&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>C. Burgess (c)<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In somber silence of my mind,\u00a0 stillness in the knowing I&#8217;m alive. In thought that glorifies, what is never really still. The night creatures stir their portion in the night~ Toads do their croaking,\u00a0 making their own songs heard,\u00a0 while the owl hoots,\u00a0 and night&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1268,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-55162","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55162","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\/1268"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=55162"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55162\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55359,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55162\/revisions\/55359"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=55162"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=55162"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=55162"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}