{"id":91679,"date":"2021-06-26T13:59:49","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T17:59:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=91679"},"modified":"2021-06-28T08:54:26","modified_gmt":"2021-06-28T12:54:26","slug":"prompt-five-stretching-to-make-this-one-fit-the-theme-of-my-retirement-and-next-steps","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/prompt-five-stretching-to-make-this-one-fit-the-theme-of-my-retirement-and-next-steps\/","title":{"rendered":"Prompt Five (stretching to make this one fit the theme of my retirement and next steps)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><em>Inspiration in the Peonies<\/em><\/p>\n<p>Time-capsule \u2013 uprooted with dandelions, clover, and thistle \u2013<br \/>\nlifting the cap as if twisting the cork on a bottle of champagne<\/p>\n<p>Ripples along the flesh \u2013 a letter \u2013 like finding a bottle<br \/>\nwashed up along the shores of Kye Bay<\/p>\n<p>\u2018Dear Future Self,\u2019 it begins \u2013 the first line resonating, wrenches<br \/>\nin the heart; rustlings of memory and hope<\/p>\n<p>\t(the way you would start your keepsake)<\/p>\n<p>\u2018I\u2019m sorry for the lost time \u2013 the possibilities not pursued<br \/>\nthe dreams dashed against the rocks; fear gripped<\/p>\n<p>too many of my steps, and I floundered, forever stuck<br \/>\nin this place; this space&#8230;\twishing.<\/p>\n<p>If you find this: SING widely, DANCE freely, WRITE lavishly,<br \/>\nSPEAK wisely and open doors \u2013 walk through them fiercely \u2013<\/p>\n<p>grow yourself like glacier lilies, mountain heather and artic lupine:<br \/>\nmake yourself a bouquet to daily grace your table.<\/p>\n<p>Thrive, thrive, thrive and do not go gently.\u2019<\/p>\n<p>(Cristy Watson, 2021)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Inspiration in the Peonies Time-capsule \u2013 uprooted with dandelions, clover, and thistle \u2013 lifting the cap as if twisting the cork on a bottle of champagne Ripples along the flesh \u2013 a letter \u2013 like finding a bottle washed up along the shores of Kye&#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-91679","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91679","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=91679"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91679\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":103570,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/91679\/revisions\/103570"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=91679"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=91679"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=91679"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}