Sunday, June 6, 2010

Sunday Morning Poetry


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

27 comments:

lakeviewer said...

A new to me Tennesee Williams's poem. Thanks, Relyn, for sharing this.

p.s. Love your header.

Erin Wallace said...

Heavenly grass - this is wonderful. I want to lie in some heavenly grass. beautiful

xo Erin

Jynene Hartman said...

lovely post. lovely blog! really lovely name...

jynene Hartman said...

ps-the music is really gorgeous. i think i'll just live in your blog. i heart it.

Gigi said...

Ah, a beautiful one, Relyn! Such gorgeous repetition and variation. Hope you're having a fabulous Sunday!! xoxo Gigi

Jeanne said...

Beautiful

Mrs. E said...

You always find the perfect poem! I love this!

Kim Living Life said...

such an interesting poem I'm thinking of it

Hindsfeet said...

*LOVED* this one, Relyn!! Fabulous...

Christina said...

perfect for a sunday.
xo

Marion Williams-Bennett said...

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!

HKatz said...

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.

Jennifer Richardson said...

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

elizabeth said...

I've been running barefoot in the wet muddy grass in the park. It *is* heavenly.

maggie said...

Just love your photo Relyn it is so evocative, pulling me in to the poem.

Tracy said...

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))

willow said...

Beautiful....image and words.

That Crazy Family said...

Beautiful, thanks for sharing!

Amy said...

*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."

Derrick said...

Simply heavenly, Relyn!

Marilyn said...

It seems like it should be put to music. Lovely!

Jeanne said...

Much love and many blessings
Love Jeanne

S. Etole said...

This poem is new to me and I love it!!!

dutchbaby said...

Lyrical!

Jeanie said...

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!

Terresa said...

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!

sanjeet said...

this is wonderful.
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