There was a certain element of irony for this round of the Art Bead Scene’s Blog Carnival theme of Remembrance. I saw the theme, wrote myself a note: poppies, In Flanders Field since Remembrance Day (Veterans Day in the US) is coming up. Then I promptly forgot about it until this week.
So here are a multitude of popppies (in real life they are a poppy red, I was just photoshop happy this morning). I’m figuring they will make some lovely brooches. The smaller flowers will go on the inevitable dangly charm bracelet soon, with little lark and cross charms I happen to have.
The poem, by the way, is this one:
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.We are the Dead. Short days ago
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
In Flanders fields.Take up our quarrel with the foe:
To you from failing hands we throw
The torch; be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders fields.
– John McCrae
May 1915