{"id":90467,"date":"2021-06-26T12:29:31","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:29:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=90467"},"modified":"2021-06-26T12:29:31","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:29:31","slug":"dear-dream","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/dear-dream\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Dream"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Dream<\/p>\n<p>Please rest.<br \/>\nNo more digging, store the shovel<br \/>\nin the shed until spring. No dredging<br \/>\ncorpses of regret, no changing the past,<br \/>\nlet\u2019s move forward.<\/p>\n<p>No more digging up, leave skeletons<br \/>\nin the closet until we move. There\u2019s<br \/>\nno need to remind me that buried things<br \/>\nare alive with maggots creeping over<br \/>\ndirty secrets I wish I never knew.<\/p>\n<p>No more prying, leave the coffin lid<br \/>\ndown, leave it locked like two padlocks<br \/>\non my heart; shattered shards heaped<br \/>\nin my left ventricle if shuttered, will<br \/>\nheal in shadowed eaves.<\/p>\n<p>Please, let it go, let it fly off,<br \/>\nno need to keep anything (anyone)<br \/>\nhere who longs to be elsewhere (me).<br \/>\nIt\u2019s hard to hide my grimace when you<br \/>\nshow me bullet casings lodged in a<br \/>\nbasement door, play the soundtrack<br \/>\nof a creaking casket lid, wake me<br \/>\nto the stench of horror when I beg you<br \/>\nto take me to a tropical island, invite me<br \/>\nto lounge on a beach, let me fall in love<br \/>\nwith birdsong carried on soft breezes.<\/p>\n<p>Please, leave me be, allow me time<br \/>\nand space to forget dark memories,<br \/>\nwrenching snapshots of bitter words<br \/>\nand slammed endings; let silence be<br \/>\nmy companion until I can breathe again.<\/p>\n<p>Please,<br \/>\nDream,<br \/>\nlet me rest.<\/p>\n<p>~ J R Turek<br \/>\nJune 26, 2021 Hour 4<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Dear Dream Please rest. No more digging, store the shovel in the shed until spring. No dredging corpses of regret, no changing the past, let\u2019s move forward. No more digging up, leave skeletons in the closet until we move. There\u2019s no need to remind me&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1325,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-90467","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90467","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\/1325"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90467"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90467\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":90482,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90467\/revisions\/90482"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90467"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90467"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90467"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}