{"id":2479,"date":"2017-09-20T01:01:53","date_gmt":"2017-09-20T08:01:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/?p=2479"},"modified":"2019-04-05T09:07:25","modified_gmt":"2019-04-05T16:07:25","slug":"170920","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/2017\/09\/20\/170920\/","title":{"rendered":"170920"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone\" src=\"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/images\/2017\/170920.png\" \/><\/p>\n<p>170920<br \/>\nThe emojis of grief<\/p>\n<p>Without Jean, the house is silent<br \/>\nMakes my thoughts turn dark and violent<br \/>\nWithout Jean, my heart is hollow<br \/>\nMakes me want to mope and wallow<br \/>\nWithout Jean, I feel erratic<br \/>\nMakes me seem overdramatic<br \/>\nThanks to Jean, I will hang in there<br \/>\nAnd wake from this daily nightmare<\/p>\n<button id=\"listenButton1\" class=\"responsivevoice-button\" type=\"button\" value=\"Play\" title=\"ResponsiveVoice Tap to Start\/Stop Speech\"><span>&#128266; Listen to Poem<\/span><\/button>\n        <script>\n            listenButton1.onclick = function(){\n                if(responsiveVoice.isPlaying()){\n                    responsiveVoice.cancel();\n                }else{\n                    responsiveVoice.speak(\"170920 The emojis of grief Without Jean, the house is silent Makes my thoughts turn dark and violent Without Jean, my heart is hollow Makes me want to mope and wallow Without Jean, I feel erratic Makes me seem overdramatic Thanks to Jean, I will hang in there And wake from this daily nightmare\", \"UK English Male\");\n                }\n            };\n        <\/script>\n    \n\n<div class=\"twitter-share\"><a href=\"https:\/\/twitter.com\/intent\/tweet?via=stickpersonpoet\" class=\"twitter-share-button\">Tweet<\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>170920 The emojis of grief Without Jean, the house is silent Makes my thoughts turn dark and violent Without Jean, my heart is hollow Makes me want to mope and wallow Without Jean, I feel erratic Makes me seem overdramatic Thanks to Jean, I will hang in there And wake from this daily nightmare<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[7,77,109],"class_list":["post-2479","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-rhymes","tag-jean","tag-love","tag-thought"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2479"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2479"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2479\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2480,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2479\/revisions\/2480"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2479"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2479"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/stickpersonpoetry.com\/spp\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2479"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}