{"id":90852,"date":"2021-06-26T12:53:14","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T16:53:14","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=90852"},"modified":"2021-06-28T09:06:57","modified_gmt":"2021-06-28T13:06:57","slug":"prompt-four-still-keeping-with-a-theme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/prompt-four-still-keeping-with-a-theme\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt Four (still keeping with a theme&#8230;)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>The Stage Set<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Maybe we could eat blackberries together<br \/>\nnow that my days will sprawl into tomorrows with<br \/>\nthe ease of a cat, jumping from rooftop to rooftop<\/p>\n<p>Maybe we could dance under a marmalade moon,<br \/>\nharvested with songs of the past, twirling<br \/>\ninto twilight\u2019s meandering hours<\/p>\n<p>maybe we could lounge on the beach, the tide<br \/>\nwashing over our toes until the other side of the noon<br \/>\nsun brings siestas and spirited dreams<\/p>\n<p>Maybe this could be the next scene, the opening<br \/>\nact of the final play &#8211; the stage set &#8211;<br \/>\nif only just for one<\/p>\n<p><em>The first line for this poem is taken from the last line of my first published novel, Benched (Cristy Watson, Orca Book Publishers, Victoria, 2011)<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The Stage Set Maybe we could eat blackberries together now that my days will sprawl into tomorrows with the ease of a cat, jumping from rooftop to rooftop Maybe we could dance under a marmalade moon, harvested with songs of the past, twirling into twilight\u2019s&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1004,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-90852","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90852","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\/1004"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90852"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90852\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103576,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90852\/revisions\/103576"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90852"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90852"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90852"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}