{"id":65238,"date":"2020-06-27T13:24:43","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T17:24:43","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=65238"},"modified":"2020-06-28T10:06:28","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T14:06:28","slug":"what-i-see-above-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/what-i-see-above-me\/","title":{"rendered":"What I see above me&#8230;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mitchell-luo-DqpQZfY5R3A-unsplash-1-300x211.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"211\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-65458\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mitchell-luo-DqpQZfY5R3A-unsplash-1-300x211.jpg 300w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mitchell-luo-DqpQZfY5R3A-unsplash-1-1024x722.jpg 1024w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mitchell-luo-DqpQZfY5R3A-unsplash-1-768x541.jpg 768w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mitchell-luo-DqpQZfY5R3A-unsplash-1-1536x1083.jpg 1536w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/mitchell-luo-DqpQZfY5R3A-unsplash-1-2048x1443.jpg 2048w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>Stretching towards the sun<br \/>\nLike long leafy fingers<br \/>\nGarnished with autumnal hues<br \/>\nThe remnant of spring that lingers<\/p>\n<p>Above my head as I look up<br \/>\nIt seems go on up forever<br \/>\nTrying to grasp the endless sky<br \/>\nIn a truly doomed endevour<\/p>\n<p>What do I feel as I stare<br \/>\nUp at this hypnotising sight<br \/>\nIs it a wondering at nature<br \/>\nOr do I wish for the gift of flight<\/p>\n<p>But as I lay back, I realise<br \/>\nWhy I&#8217;m looking at this angle<br \/>\nWhile staggering home I hit a tree<br \/>\nNow I&#8217;m on my back, my limbs in a tangle<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m drunker than I thought&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stretching towards the sun Like long leafy fingers Garnished with autumnal hues The remnant of spring that lingers Above my head as I look up It seems go on up forever Trying to grasp the endless sky In a truly doomed endevour What do I&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1484,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-65238","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65238","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\/1484"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=65238"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65238\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":77634,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/65238\/revisions\/77634"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=65238"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=65238"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=65238"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}