Thursday, July 28, 2011

blade of grass

Tickling toes-
there was something about
that barefooted madness
something about that wistful
waist-high wishing and wooshing
in the woods,

Running to the water,
Running from the sand.

One always dreams of brighter skies
when toes are tickled-
but when hitting the water-
one always feels they
are just a blade of grass.
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16 comments:

  1. madhumakhiJuly 28, 2011 at 9:41 AM

    Even i like my toes being tickled by grass. It's a pleasurable sensation. Well written.

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  2. tpeasandquesJuly 28, 2011 at 9:56 AM

    Always pleased to read your work, always much more than "just" a blade of grass. Nicely written indeed.

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  3. DaydreamerJuly 28, 2011 at 9:59 AM

    When you truly do feel nature, you realise just what a marvel it all really is.
    Lovely!

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  4. kaykualaJuly 28, 2011 at 10:34 AM

    The feel of the grass on bare feet seemingly ticklish tells me of the reality of life. It touches on and signals 'feel' directly to the person. Great!

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  5. BubbaJuly 28, 2011 at 10:43 AM

    Wouldn't the world be wonderful if we could go about barefoot everywhere within it? Nice one!

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  6. Laurie KolpJuly 28, 2011 at 10:56 AM

    Beautiful metaphor!

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  7. Brother OllieJuly 28, 2011 at 11:53 AM

    Perfect tone...fun, and sweet.

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  8. SusannahJuly 28, 2011 at 1:27 PM

    Nicely done, I love the 'barefooted madness'. :-)

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  9. AnonymousJuly 28, 2011 at 2:13 PM

    Amy, loved your barefooted feel of the entire poem, the abandon with which you wrote. Sand, grass, ground... hell, even gravel I do barefoot! But nature is the best place to hang one's tootsies. Here is my Grass poem:
    http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/07/28/grass/
    Peace and a run through the blades, Amy

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  10. wytchcroftJuly 28, 2011 at 2:59 PM

    aw crap - that means i left my comment on the wrong entry before! anyway, this is a very relaxing piece, neatly put together as always.

    now, where was i - oh yeah, cards? cluedo? coffee?

    *hands them around and glances over at the distant gates of lj*

    looks like rain i see...

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  11. signed...bkmJuly 28, 2011 at 5:52 PM

    This is quite lovely - with a feeling wistful joy...bkm

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  12. bttrflyscarJuly 29, 2011 at 7:33 AM

    wow, thanks to all my friends who posted!! you are all lovely people.

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  13. EllaJuly 29, 2011 at 11:17 AM

    I kind of went that carefree way! I loved you added the tall grass and grit!

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  14. AnonymousJuly 29, 2011 at 1:58 PM

    Written with a light and airy grace worthy of a subject dependant on light and air.

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  15. UnknownJuly 30, 2011 at 2:52 PM

    alliteration!! :) x

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  16. bttrflyscarAugust 1, 2011 at 6:52 AM

    yay! lol

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