"We don't stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing." ~George Bernard Shaw
"Look at everything as though you were seeing it either for the first or last time." ~Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Above Red Roofs- Magpie Tales 113



Red Roofs Marc Chagall




Above red roofs
His colors sing and sparkle
A lonesome visionary
A gift to us
~~~~~~~~~


For more takes on this wonderful painting go here:
http://magpietales.blogspot.com/2012/04/mag-113.html


22 comments:

thingy said...

Amazing what we see in this. I like your lovely vision.

Laurel's Quill said...

Lot's of references to color today, huh? very simple, very nice.

Helen said...

I did a Google search of his paintings ... WOWED by the colors he used. Red, primary among them. He was a genius.

Happy Sunday!

Brian Miller said...

we need more with vision...to lead us...that would def be a gift...if you ask me...

Tess Kincaid said...

Yes...indeed a gift...

hyperCRYPTICal said...

A visionary write!

Anna :o]

Daydreamertoo said...

A gift indeed.

Stephen Hayes said...

I've always loved Chagall, and your words go so wonderfully with this poetic painting.

christopher said...

Thank you.

Stafford Ray said...

The poem captures what is special about the picture, and I like the colours and balance too, but I would like to know the story.

Tumblewords: said...

Oh, yes! And what a gift it is.

Linda said...

People were indeed fortunate to include Marc Chagall in their numbers for so many, many years. Thank you for pointing that out.

kaykuala said...

Certainly a gift, a great gift. Great verse!


Hank

Yvonne Osborne said...

This is an evocative image. I like your four lines.

Kutamun said...

Very poignant, Kathe

Kat Mortensen said...

Lovely.

Helena said...

Some gifts have no need to be wrapped! Lovely verse, Kathe!

Sue said...

Yep, a lonesome visionary.

And a gift.

=)

Little Nell said...

Lovely, especially singing, sparkling colours.

Lucy Westenra said...

Much less complicated than Chagall's painting. I like it.

Catfish Tales said...

They always are, aren't they? We profit from their despair.

Carrie Burtt said...

This is beautiful Kathe....your vision in this haiku a gift of your own. :-)