"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, September 06, 2015

Magpie Tales #284

Image provided by Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales

Few came home
From that sodden bloody battlefield
Where James died

Image borrowed from internet
"Where have all the flowers gone?"


Sandee said...

Yes, where have all the flowers gone.

Have a fabulous day. Big hugs to you and tons of scritches to Miss Lucy. ♥♥♥

Bekkie Sanchez said...

A plot of land holds so much.

DEE DEE said...

Sad and beautiful

Alex J. Cavanaugh said...

What a unique take on that image.

Karen S. said...

and they all shall be long remembered!

Stephen Hayes said...

As Kipling wrote, "...lying here, their identity known only to God."

messymimi said...

Very moving words, they mesh well with the picture.

Keith Hillman said...

Soon the poppies will grow. A poignant piece indeed.
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Susan Anderson said...

Poignant, lovely, haunting.

Well done.


Leovi - La FotografĂ­a Efectista Abstracta said...

  Battlefields sad !!
Limbo Delirium
Black & White Abstract

Kutamun said...

So benign looking ..

Michael said...

Its strange to think that over the millenniums...the earth has become filled with graveyards. Some known and some unknown.

Ankita said...

beautifully poignant