{"id":55254,"date":"2019-06-23T01:00:40","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:00:40","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=55254"},"modified":"2019-06-23T01:47:21","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:47:21","slug":"hour-16-maybe","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/hour-16-maybe\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour 16:  Maybe"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Maybe<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">I always thought we\u2019d finish this road together<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">But as the years turn<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">More certainties become maybes<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Your ring is melting on the horizon<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">A tear drop of molten gold<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You say it\u2019s time to part ways<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">You grow apart like the branches of a bough<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Maybe this was always in the DNA of the tree<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Maybe we could have read it in the leaves<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Or in the way the hawk screech scrapes the sky<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">Maybe from his circle he sees how it will pan out<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">If you\u2019re happier, then I suppose there are other paths<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">If you\u2019re lonely, then I suppose there are other types of together<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">And if you\u2019re leaving, m<\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400\">aybe there are other destinations\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p>They just are not ours anymore<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Maybe I always thought we\u2019d finish this road together But as the years turn More certainties become maybes Your ring is melting on the horizon A tear drop of molten gold &nbsp; You say it\u2019s time to part ways You grow apart like the branches&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1179,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-55254","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55254","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\/1179"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=55254"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55254\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55565,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55254\/revisions\/55565"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=55254"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=55254"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=55254"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}