{"id":67130,"date":"2020-06-27T15:25:34","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T19:25:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=67130"},"modified":"2020-06-28T09:04:13","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T13:04:13","slug":"5-blinding-lights-the-light-that-binds","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/5-blinding-lights-the-light-that-binds\/","title":{"rendered":"5. Blinding Lights&#8230; the light that binds."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-67139\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poetry-prompt-picture-stars-206x300.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"206\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poetry-prompt-picture-stars-206x300.jpg 206w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poetry-prompt-picture-stars-704x1024.jpg 704w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/Poetry-prompt-picture-stars.jpg 768w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 206px) 100vw, 206px\" \/>Stars in the sky are mirrored on the waters below that float a single solitary boat. Mountains transposed hold up two sides of the page. I do not lay adrift on a canoe sailing into an abyss. I am no Ophelia from Othello.\u00a0 Flowers adorn my hair and are as beautiful as the thoughts that are dripping from my temple where curls fall as natural as gravity. I am nowhere in sight unless you see the light that illuminates my being. Are you open to a new way of seeing?\u00a0 I am like the trees on the earth, more plentiful than the stars that line the milky way even though you can\u2019t see me. I am a magnet and my light is being led to the sunshine in the distance. We two are one in the same.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Stars in the sky are mirrored on the waters below that float a single solitary boat. Mountains transposed hold up two sides of the page. I do not lay adrift on a canoe sailing into an abyss. I am no Ophelia from Othello.\u00a0 Flowers adorn&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":785,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-67130","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67130","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\/785"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=67130"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67130\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":67188,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/67130\/revisions\/67188"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=67130"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=67130"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=67130"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}