{"id":95461,"date":"2021-06-26T18:26:22","date_gmt":"2021-06-26T22:26:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=95461"},"modified":"2021-06-26T18:26:22","modified_gmt":"2021-06-26T22:26:22","slug":"orbs-image-prompt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/orbs-image-prompt\/","title":{"rendered":"Orbs (image prompt)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I first saw an orb<br \/>\nin Wales,<br \/>\ndancing along a vine-covered wall<br \/>\non the side of the gravel road.<\/p>\n<p>Now I see them often,<br \/>\nfloating amid the darkening skies<br \/>\nor scooting across the flagstones<br \/>\nat home in California.<\/p>\n<p>Some say they are spirits<br \/>\nof departed loved ones<br \/>\nand it\u2019s tempting to believe<br \/>\nthis is true.<\/p>\n<p>Who are you, orb?<br \/>\nCan you tell me?<br \/>\nWhich of my missing loved ones<br \/>\ndo you represent?<br \/>\nAnd can I reach out to you now<br \/>\nand touch you?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I first saw an orb in Wales, dancing along a vine-covered wall on the side of the gravel road. Now I see them often, floating amid the darkening skies or scooting across the flagstones at home in California. Some say they are spirits of departed&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1287,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[11],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-95461","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-half-marathon-poem"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95461","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\/1287"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=95461"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95461\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":95476,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/95461\/revisions\/95476"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=95461"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=95461"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=95461"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}