{"id":2767,"date":"2025-10-10T07:36:09","date_gmt":"2025-10-10T07:36:09","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobboydpoems.com\/starlets-of-the-past\/"},"modified":"2025-10-10T07:36:09","modified_gmt":"2025-10-10T07:36:09","slug":"starlets-of-the-past","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/starlets-of-the-past\/","title":{"rendered":"Starlets of the Past"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>he sees a movie with two beautiful starlets of the past<br>\nin it<\/p>\n<p>one died in her forties of cancer<\/p>\n<p>the other in her sixties of heart problems<\/p>\n<p>he is sad their beauty and their lives didn\u2019t last<br>\nexcept in their movies<\/p>\n<p>at least they had that<\/p>\n<p>he ponders how when he dies he won\u2019t have<br>\nany remnants of his life on earth <\/p>\n<p>he realizes as the years speed by<br>\nthe tens<br>\nthe hundreds<br>\nthe thousands<br>\nand more<\/p>\n<p>nobody will have any remnants of who they were<br>\nor what they did<\/p>\n<p>it\u2019s as if it\u2019s all illusionary<br>\nor just a dream<br>\nthis passing life<br>\nthis ever ending<br>\nimpermanence.<\/p>\n<p>Bob Boyd<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>he sees a movie with two beautiful starlets of the past in it one died in her forties of cancer the other in her sixties of heart problems he is sad their beauty and their lives didn\u2019t last except in their movies at least they had that he ponders how when he dies he won\u2019t&hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/starlets-of-the-past\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[3],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2767"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2767"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2767\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2767"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2767"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/bobwriting.com\/poems\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2767"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}