Heavenly Grass
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass.
All day while the sky shone clear as glass.
My feet took a walk in heavenly grass,
All night while the lonesome stars rolled past.
Then my feet come down to walk on earth,
And my mother cried when she give me birth.
Now my feet walk far and my feet walk fast,
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.
But they still got an itch for heavenly grass.~ Tennessee Williams
26 comments:
A new to me Tennesee Williams's poem. Thanks, Relyn, for sharing this.
p.s. Love your header.
Heavenly grass - this is wonderful. I want to lie in some heavenly grass. beautiful
xo Erin
lovely post. lovely blog! really lovely name...
ps-the music is really gorgeous. i think i'll just live in your blog. i heart it.
Ah, a beautiful one, Relyn! Such gorgeous repetition and variation. Hope you're having a fabulous Sunday!! xoxo Gigi
You always find the perfect poem! I love this!
such an interesting poem I'm thinking of it
*LOVED* this one, Relyn!! Fabulous...
perfect for a sunday.
xo
an itch for heavenly grass...so perfect!
And that image of bare feet, all dirty bare feet, brings it all together so beautifully!
Lovely, lovely post!
Then my feet come down to walk on earth
And I thought before this line that he already was on earth (on grass that felt heavenly). I like the turn the poem takes, and the rhythm, repetition, that little ache at the end as he knows that no matter how far he walks there's nothing like that first heavenly stretch. Maybe what we try to do is come as close to it as possible.
Your post is beautiful...slices right through the heavy humidity here and takes me back to clear summer evenings when I felt light on my feet and in my heart. Thanks for sharing....
-Jennifer
I've been running barefoot in the wet muddy grass in the park. It *is* heavenly.
Just love your photo Relyn it is so evocative, pulling me in to the poem.
Just love the repetition on this poem and how it conjures up family, home and summertime. Wonderful poem for now, Relyn with summer here...We had the most gorgeous weather here all weekend, we made the most of it working in the garden--muscles feeling it now... ouch... LOL! Happy new week, my friend :o) ((HUGS))
Beautiful....image and words.
Beautiful, thanks for sharing!
*sigh* beautiful. It reminds me of the C.S. Lewis quote: "Our Father will refresh us with many inns on the journey, but He would not encourage us to mistake them for home."
Simply heavenly, Relyn!
It seems like it should be put to music. Lovely!
Much love and many blessings
Love Jeanne
This poem is new to me and I love it!!!
Lyrical!
The words you choose are always wonderful but the photos you pick are transcendent. Interestingly enough, my verification word is "monet." Gee. A few dabs of paint to catch the light and you'd have a Monet in that photo!
Great poem & pic.
It took us 5 years to finally break down and put sod in our backyard. Now we spend many mornings, afternoons & nights on blankets on the grass, looking at stars, catching lady bugs, and musing.
We should've planted it sooner. And yes, it is heavenly. :)
PS: You can post/use my poems anytime, just please include my name & a link back to my blog. I'm honored!
this is wonderful.
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