{"id":69849,"date":"2020-06-27T19:22:38","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T23:22:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=69849"},"modified":"2020-06-27T19:22:38","modified_gmt":"2020-06-27T23:22:38","slug":"porridge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/porridge\/","title":{"rendered":"Porridge"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Porridge<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>We sit on the porch and swing,<\/p>\n<p>legs pumping, small breezes<\/p>\n<p>coming from beneath our feet.<\/p>\n<p>We just finished reading<\/p>\n<p>the story of the three bears,<\/p>\n<p>my own little bears mesmerized<\/p>\n<p>at the porridge, the beds,<\/p>\n<p>the cottage that seems just like ours<\/p>\n<p>if our lives were a fairytale.<\/p>\n<p>When the pages close, they run<\/p>\n<p>through the grass, fast as trees<\/p>\n<p>zipping by in mountain-bound<\/p>\n<p>cars. They don\u2019t grow tired,<\/p>\n<p>even in the heat of the rays<\/p>\n<p>of summer falling behind<\/p>\n<p>the tops of leaves. The baby<\/p>\n<p>sucks the bottle as fire-<\/p>\n<p>flies turn into stars, making<\/p>\n<p>me wonder if I was just<\/p>\n<p>a masked stranger dreaming<\/p>\n<p>of what I wish could stay real.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Porridge &nbsp; We sit on the porch and swing, legs pumping, small breezes coming from beneath our feet. We just finished reading the story of the three bears, my own little bears mesmerized at the porridge, the beds, the cottage that seems just like ours&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1040,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-69849","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/69849","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\/1040"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=69849"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/69849\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":70304,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/69849\/revisions\/70304"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=69849"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=69849"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=69849"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}