Poetry

At long last we have moved, and are now very slowly emerging from a sea of boxes. The removal men said they had never moved anyone with so many. They were somewhat speechless when they saw the 300 plus that we had already taken over, a third of them for my studio. My computer and scanner are now functioning, so I couldn't resist doing my tag for this week. The theme is poetry, and as poppies seem to be the flower of the year, I have made one using some poetry from the 1st World War, and a poppy die cut.
On the background I used some texture paste through a stencil. painted it black, and then lightly rubbed it with sandpaper.

The poem says:
We cherish too, the poppy red
That grows on fields where valor led
It seems to signal to the skies
That blood of heroes never dies

I was going to use

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
Between the crosses row on row
That mark our place, and in the sky
The larks, still bravely singing fly
Scarce heard amid the guns below.