I’ve been thinking a lot about poetry recently; the fairytale covering of snow everywhere seems to get me thinking all creatively!

Oh, let it be a night of lyric rain
And singing breezes, when my bell is tolled.
I have so loved the rain that I would hold
Last in my ears its friendly, dim refraln.
I shall lie cool and quiet, who have lain
Fevered, and watched the book of day unfold.
Death will not see me flinch; the heart is bold
That pain has made incapable of pain.

Kinder the busy worms than ever love;
It will be peace to lie there, empty-eyed,
My bed made secret by the leveling showers,
My breast replenishing the weeds above.
And you will say of me, “Then has she died?
Perhaps I should have sent a spray of flowers.

The photo is mine, but the poem is by American poet Dorothy Parker. The two seem to go together well, but I can’t take credit for joining them – this was in fact done by someone who is part of Scent Hive – an on-line community dedicated primarily to natural and organic perfumes, make-up, skin care, and body products. They asked permission to use one of my photos, and I was happy to let them use it. It’s quite rare for people to have the courtesy to ask to use my photos, so this was a lovely surprise.

Will I start writing poetry to go with all of my photos? I’m quite tempted…but they’d probably be rubbish. If you’re reading though, and you fancy putting a poem to one of my photos, do let me know!