{"id":73644,"date":"2020-06-28T01:59:03","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T05:59:03","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=73644"},"modified":"2022-06-23T02:23:12","modified_gmt":"2022-06-23T06:23:12","slug":"prompt-10-there-is-this-thing","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/prompt-10-there-is-this-thing\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt 16 There is this thing"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Though it feels scripted like a well versed movie<br \/>\nWhen it arrives you ask yourself thorny questions<br \/>\nabout whether it is real or deserving<\/p>\n<p>They say it should be the first language spoken to babies<br \/>\nwith coos, soft songs, warm blankets and warm milk.<br \/>\nEveryone doesn&#8217;t get this though<br \/>\nSome Mama&#8217;s are dragons<br \/>\nlike they carry signs on their hearts saying closed until further notice<br \/>\nbut those that are lucky don&#8217;t have the grieving unaligned struggle of cooing themselves to bed.<\/p>\n<p>Those of us, who hugs feel good to.<br \/>\nThose of us who don&#8217;t grow mourning something they should have received<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s luck of the draw<br \/>\nand I must have pulled the long straw because Mama did the best she could<br \/>\nand I forgive for all she couldn&#8217;t<br \/>\nI&#8217;m more and she never gets enough credit<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Though it feels scripted like a well versed movie When it arrives you ask yourself thorny questions about whether it is real or deserving They say it should be the first language spoken to babies with coos, soft songs, warm blankets and warm milk. Everyone&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":596,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-73644","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73644","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\/596"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=73644"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73644\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":105818,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/73644\/revisions\/105818"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=73644"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=73644"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=73644"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}