{"id":55335,"date":"2019-06-23T01:44:29","date_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:44:29","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=55335"},"modified":"2019-06-23T01:44:29","modified_gmt":"2019-06-23T05:44:29","slug":"robert-smith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2019\/06\/robert-smith\/","title":{"rendered":"Robert Smith"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-55529\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/6C94826A-A148-4421-9568-9C0964DC2325-300x198.jpeg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"198\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/6C94826A-A148-4421-9568-9C0964DC2325-300x198.jpeg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/6C94826A-A148-4421-9568-9C0964DC2325.jpeg 649w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>A kaleidoscope I see<\/p>\n<p>a girl with rainbow hair, and free<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>you are my fascination street<\/p>\n<p>a reflection of my face in heat<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>when Friday I\u2019m in love now<\/p>\n<p>the love cats all come slinking round<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>your face I see bowing dour<\/p>\n<p>a lullaby that makes you cower<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>from the edge of the deep green sea I peer<\/p>\n<p>homesick, and the end is drawing near<\/p>\n<p>why can\u2019t I be you, I wonder<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>a strange attraction pulls me strong<\/p>\n<p>and then I sing\u00a0a sweet lovesong<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>pictures of you in the purple haze<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m counting down in between days<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>just like heaven I\u2019ll be amazed<\/p>\n<p>when at your concert I\u2019ll be crazed<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>let\u2019s go to bed I ask thee dear<\/p>\n<p>not ever in one hundred years<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>maybe someday, always pray<\/p>\n<p>but never enough, even today<\/p>\n<p>it\u2019s not you it\u2019s me, you dare to play<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>-Sandra Johnson, 6\/23\/2019<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A kaleidoscope I see a girl with rainbow hair, and free &nbsp; you are my fascination street a reflection of my face in heat &nbsp; when Friday I\u2019m in love now the love cats all come slinking round &nbsp; your face I see bowing dour&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-55335","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55335","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\/1299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=55335"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55335\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":55541,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55335\/revisions\/55541"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=55335"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=55335"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=55335"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}