"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, February 23, 2014

Magpie Tales #208 Wordless

Poet's Sleep 1989        by Chang Houg Ahn
Provided by Tess Kincaid of  Magpie Tales


Wordless poet
Dreams less with no stones unturned
All stones thrown 
~~~~~

12 comments:

Sandee said...

You do these so very nicely. Yes you do.

Have a fabulous Sunday honey. Big hugs. :)

Berowne said...

Skillful response to the prompt; well done.

Helen said...

I'm struggling with this one .... You didn't!! 😃

Jinksy said...

I think they are crystals...

Kathryn said...

Nicely done.

messymimi said...

You make it even more intriguing by your captions.

Doctor FTSE said...

Intriguing.

Karen S. said...

Ah yes, one must keep our eyes on those stones! Very nice.

~T~ said...

Should he leave a few stones to dream about?

The Blog of Bee said...

I couldn't get myself around the stones - fabulous that you did, and did it well.

Tess Kincaid said...

Nice!

Helena said...

Succinctly splendid!