{"id":8699,"date":"2015-06-13T14:21:14","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T18:21:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=8699"},"modified":"2015-06-13T14:21:46","modified_gmt":"2015-06-13T18:21:46","slug":"6-3","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/6-3\/","title":{"rendered":"#6"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\">Step out of the shadows.<br \/>\nThey&#8217;re not the night<br \/>\nthat hides you,<br \/>\nand they&#8217;re not the light,<br \/>\nthat makes you shine.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">In the shadows you are<br \/>\nnot a rebel and<br \/>\nnot unseen, but<br \/>\nperhaps unnoticed.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">Step through the gates,<br \/>\nI know they appear narrow<br \/>\nand it may seem they will<br \/>\nclose on you or collapse,<br \/>\nthat just by looking at them<br \/>\nyou are holding them together<br \/>\nbut as soon as you take that<br \/>\nstep they will fall apart.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\">All it takes is just one<br \/>\nfirst step to go into the<br \/>\nlight that will illuminate<br \/>\nwhat you have to share<br \/>\nwith the world.<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><em>Writing prompt photo used as inspiration:<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\" size-medium wp-image-8777 aligncenter\" src=\"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/1398089755cg1ka1-200x300.jpg\" alt=\"1398089755cg1ka\" width=\"200\" height=\"300\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/1398089755cg1ka1-200x300.jpg 200w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/1398089755cg1ka1.jpg 414w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 200px) 100vw, 200px\" \/><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Step out of the shadows. They&#8217;re not the night that hides you, and they&#8217;re not the light, that makes you shine. In the shadows you are not a rebel and not unseen, but perhaps unnoticed. Step through the gates, I know they appear narrow and&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":639,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,441],"tags":[591,590,592,139],"class_list":["post-8699","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses","tag-courage","tag-light","tag-shadow","tag-step"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8699","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\/639"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8699"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8699\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8853,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8699\/revisions\/8853"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8699"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8699"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8699"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}