{"id":75563,"date":"2020-06-28T07:26:23","date_gmt":"2020-06-28T11:26:23","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=75563"},"modified":"2020-06-28T07:29:14","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T11:29:14","slug":"chasing-the-sky","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/chasing-the-sky\/","title":{"rendered":"Chasing The Sky"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>Chasing The Sky<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Chasing clouds with bottled rain<\/p>\n<p>With hope still rising, it left a stain<\/p>\n<p>From bleeding colors of a bow<\/p>\n<p>With a promise of riches down below.<\/p>\n<p>The brush of clouds, fingerprints in sky<\/p>\n<p>Distinguished the patterns of another goodbye<\/p>\n<p>As wind shuffles the leaves from the lumbering trees<\/p>\n<p>Upon the ground sprawled on hands and knees<\/p>\n<p>Scuffling through the rain-dotted earth<\/p>\n<p>Seeking out some semblance of worth<\/p>\n<p>Search above and only find<\/p>\n<p>Chalk lines of clouds intertwined<\/p>\n<p>Woven together, darkness and light<\/p>\n<p>With grey hairs forming the current plight<\/p>\n<p>As lines are drawn in weathered expressions<\/p>\n<p>Life hadn&#8217;t given that many concessions<\/p>\n<p>For when one wastes time in the vault of heaven<\/p>\n<p>Time is a bitch and gives no concession<\/p>\n<p>So chase your rainbows through garden hoses<\/p>\n<p>And ruminate over what the prism imposes<\/p>\n<p>For when you spend time gathering your rain<\/p>\n<p>Falling from eyes red, swollen, and drained<\/p>\n<p>Blurred by fog as thick as skin<\/p>\n<p>Never realized that feelings begin<\/p>\n<p>In dreams, a dare for imagination<\/p>\n<p>Love given freely, my heart&#8217;s destination.<\/p>\n<p>As the sun dives down behind the firmament<\/p>\n<p>The seasons change, nothing is permanent.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Chasing The Sky Chasing clouds with bottled rain With hope still rising, it left a stain From bleeding colors of a bow With a promise of riches down below. The brush of clouds, fingerprints in sky Distinguished the patterns of another goodbye As wind shuffles&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1485,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[3663,1433,49,23,3994,31,17,780,200,437,504],"class_list":["post-75563","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","tag-2020poetry-marathon","tag-clouds","tag-hope","tag-life","tag-life-is-short","tag-love","tag-nature","tag-new-love","tag-rain","tag-rainbow","tag-romance"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75563","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\/1485"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=75563"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75563\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":76039,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/75563\/revisions\/76039"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=75563"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=75563"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=75563"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}