{"id":90987,"date":"2021-06-26T13:20:08","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:20:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=90987"},"modified":"2021-06-26T13:20:08","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:20:08","slug":"hour-five-10","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/hour-five-10\/","title":{"rendered":"Hour Five"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center\">Digging Up Ghosts<\/p>\n<p>When I found the time capsule, I was surprised, to say the least. I opened it up, knowing that you were the only one who could have left it there. This house sure holds a lot of your secrets, even from beyond the grave. As I pour over old photographs, I cannot help but feel your presence beside me. It&#8217;s been seven years now, since you left. It still feels like it was only yesterday. Your memory haunts everything I do. Everything I dream of becoming is because of you. I turned one of the photographs over to see a picture of you at my age. How I wish I could be half the woman you were. You taught me to fly at a time when I didn&#8217;t realize the importance of such a lesson. Now, I sit here digging up ghosts of the past. I know that there is a God above and that you are with Him. Yet, I cannot help but feel envious of what I am missing. I know I will see you again, but again cannot come fast enough. I cling to your photograph as I whisper, &#8220;thank you&#8221; to anyone who is listening.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Digging Up Ghosts When I found the time capsule, I was surprised, to say the least. I opened it up, knowing that you were the only one who could have left it there. This house sure holds a lot of your secrets, even from beyond&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3469,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11,441],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-90987","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem","category-poetry-prompt-responses"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90987","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\/3469"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=90987"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90987\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":91272,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/90987\/revisions\/91272"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=90987"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=90987"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=90987"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}