{"id":9,"date":"2021-01-28T16:56:00","date_gmt":"2021-01-28T16:56:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2021-02-09T02:36:18","modified_gmt":"2021-02-09T02:36:18","slug":"taking-the-plunge","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/taking-the-plunge\/","title":{"rendered":"Taking the Plunge"},"content":{"rendered":"
When did the pressure of perfection<\/div>\n
take precedence over putting <\/div>\n
pen to paper <\/div>\n
for the sake of<\/div>\n
weaving words together <\/div>\n
to wrap around a moment<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
preserve it and cloak it in<\/div>\n
the curves and sweeps <\/div>\n
and hurried strokes it<\/div>\n
takes to get it out<\/div>\n
before it’s gone?<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
The words have been<\/div>\n
inside us all along<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
but we fight the currents,<\/div>\n
running out of energy and time <\/div>\n
when<\/div>\n
instead,<\/div>\n
if we just leaned back,<\/div>\n
leaned in,<\/div>\n
slowed <\/div>\n
down,<\/div>\n
we’d float instead of drown, we’d<\/div>\n
breathe easy, we’d <\/div>\n
write freely <\/div>\n
without a second glance back at the shore,<\/div>\n
<\/div>\n
without a second thought of needing more.<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

When did the pressure of perfection take precedence over putting  pen to paper  for the sake of weaving words together  to wrap around a moment preserve it and cloak it in the curves and sweeps  and hurried strokes it takes to get it out before it’s gone? The words have been inside us all along […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":241,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-9","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-poetry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=9"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":102,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/9\/revisions\/102"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/241"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=9"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=9"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.bayleewrites.com\/poetry\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=9"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}