A macro photo of an artichoke flower blooming its purple spiked punk hair. "We try to understand the pain of others but we can only understand it our way." — Henry Rollins

"We try to understand the pain of others but we can only understand it our way."~Henry Rollins (Art to Choke Hearts)


#Artichoke #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

A mostly monochrome photo of an iris flower battered by the rain. It hunkers over its center. Protecting the golden inside. "So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them." — Sylvia Plath

"So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes, yet they would open up, unfolding quite wonderfully, if only you were interested in them."~#SylviaPlath

#Iris in Sort of #ClassicMono
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

Macro photo of a Pink and Purple poppy flower. Opening its petals to the sky inviting the pollinators in for a snack. Haiku included by Chen-ou Liu "poppies bloom among the rows of crosses a fleeting cloud"

"poppies bloom
among the rows of crosses
a fleeting cloud"~Chen-ou Liu

#ColorADay #PinkMon #Poppy
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Haiku
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #MacroMonday

Black and white macro photo of a rose. It blooms asymetrically. More on one side than the other. I makes it look off balance. Poem included "There's Always Tomorrow, To get your things done, But, Time I cannot borrow, I used it all up, And now I have, none."~Sandra Feldman

"There's Always Tomorrow,
To get your things done,
But, Time I cannot borrow,
I used it all up,
And now I have, none."~Sandra Feldman

#RoseWednesday #ClassicMono #BNWMacro #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

A yellow orange dahlia fills the frame. Moisture glistening on its outer petals. Its orange center glowing like the sun. Its yellow corona shining in the suns rays. "You Fill My Soul with Sunshine" by David Harris. You fill my soul with sunshine my heart with tender care. You fill my world with happiness knowing that you are always there Every waking hour is filled with your love that I feel I’ve been blessed with an angel from above There are no words enough to express the way I feel knowing that this heart will never feel no ill. This old world may go on, being crazier every day. However, I have the inner warmth of knowing you fill my soul with sunshine each and every day.

"You fill my soul with sunshine
my heart with tender care.
You fill my world with happiness
knowing that you are always there" ~David Harris

#DailyDalia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #YellowThu #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt #Macro

Black and white cherry blossoms. "Love in the Asylum" By Dylan Thomas A stranger has come To share my room in the house not right in the head, A girl mad as birds Bolting the night of the door with her arm her plume. Strait in the mazed bed She deludes the heaven-proof house with entering clouds Yet she deludes with walking the nightmarish room, At large as the dead, Or rides the imagined oceans of the male wards. She has come possessed Who admits the delusive light through the bouncing wall, Possessed by the skies She sleeps in the narrow trough yet she walks the dust Yet raves at her will On the madhouse boards worn thin by my walking tears. And taken by light in her arms at long and dear last I may without fail Suffer the first vision that set fire to the stars.

"A stranger has come
To share my room in the house not right in the head,
A girl mad as birds" ~#DylanThomas

#CherryBlossom #ClassicMono
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

Two pictures alike but not. In one the pink peony is sharp and the white with pink speckles is blurred in the background. The other The Pink is blurred while the white speckled is sharp. Mirrored images with different views. "Epilogue To Through The Looking Glass" By Lewis Carrol A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear Pleased a simple tale to hear -- Long has paled that sunny sky: Echoes fade and memories die: Autumn frosts have slain July. Still she haunts me, phantomwise Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes. Children yet, the tale to hear, Eager eye and willing ear, Lovingly shall nestle near. In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream -- Lingering in the golden gleam -- Life what is it but a dream?

Two pictures alike but not. In one the pink peony is sharp and the white with pink speckles is blurred in the background. The other The Pink is blurred while the white speckled is sharp. Mirrored images with different views. "Epilogue To Through The Looking Glass" By Lewis Carrol A boat, beneath a sunny sky Lingering onward dreamily In an evening of July -- Children three that nestle near, Eager eye and willing ear Pleased a simple tale to hear -- Long has paled that sunny sky: Echoes fade and memories die: Autumn frosts have slain July. Still she haunts me, phantomwise Alice moving under skies Never seen by waking eyes. Children yet, the tale to hear, Eager eye and willing ear, Lovingly shall nestle near. In a Wonderland they lie, Dreaming as the days go by, Dreaming as the summers die: Ever drifting down the stream -- Lingering in the golden gleam -- Life what is it but a dream?

"Long has paled that sunny sky:
Echoes fade and memories die:
Autumn frosts have slain July"~#LewisCarrol

#TwoferTuesday a Pair of #Peony
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

A yellow day lily, also called a Star Dream in full bloom and glowing with the sun. Accompanied by a part of the story "The Troll" by T.H. White "It was at the outskirts of the world that the Old Things accumulated, like driftwood round the edges of the sea."

"It was at the outskirts of the world that the Old Things accumulated, like driftwood round the edges of the sea. ("The Troll")" ~T.H. White

#ColorADay #YellowThu #Daylily
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

Photo if one of Thomas Dambo's trolls at the Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens. Glowing in the lights of the Gardens Aglow annual winter exhibition. Quote by Mike Mignola, creator of the Hellboy universe, included, “I did not say it was true, only that I believe it.”

“I did not say it was true, only that I believe it.”~Mike Mignola @mikemignola.bsky.social

One of #ThomasDambo's #Troll's at the #CMBG Coastal Maine Botanical Garden's Gardens Aglow Event. Named Lilja 💜

#PalacesAndGardens #AllAglow
#EastCoastKin

White Cosmos flowers with bright orange centers. This variety is called Cupcakes because of the petal's resemblance to cupcake liners. Poem by Gert Strydom called "Like Fragile Cosmos Flower" included. "Like a fragile cosmos flower you came unexpectedly into my life, before I knew it I did fall in love and now you turn my days over and over."

"Like a fragile cosmos flower
you came unexpectedly into my life,
before I knew it I did fall in love
and now you turn my days over and over."~Gert Strydom

#Cosmos #CupcakesWhite
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

A pale white and pink holly hock flower looks straight at the camera. Asking if you are aware of the life around you. Accompanied by the sutra of awareness by Gautama Buddha Awareness is the path of immortality; thoughtlessness is the path of death. Those who are aware do not die. The thoughtless are as if dead already. The wise having clearly understood this, delight in awareness and find joy in the knowledge of the noble ones. These wise ones, meditative, persevering, always using strong effort, attain nirvana, the supreme peace and happiness. If a person is awake, aware, mindful, pure, considerate, self-restrained, and lives according to duty, that person's glory will increase. By awakening, by awareness, by restraint and control, the wise may make for oneself an island which no flood can overwhelm. Fools follow after vanity, are ignorant and careless. The wise keep awareness as their best treasure. Do not follow after vanity nor after sensual pleasure nor lust. Whoever meditates with awareness obtains great joy. When the wise conquer thoughtlessness by awareness, climbing the terraced heights of wisdom, free from sadness viewing the sad crowd below, they gaze upon the fools, like one on the mountain peak gazes upon those standing on the plain. Aware among the thoughtless, awake among the sleepy, the wise advances, like a racehorse leaves behind the slow. By awareness Indra rose to become chief of the gods. People praise awareness; thoughtlessness is always blamed. A mendicant who finds joy in awareness, who looks with fear on thoughtlessness, moves about like fire, burning all restrictions, small or large. A mendicant who finds joy in awareness, who looks with fear on thoughtlessness, cannot fall away, but is close to nirvana.

"Those who are aware do not die.
The thoughtless are as if dead already. "~Gautama Buddha

#HollyHock #Macro #Stunday #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #ImageAndVerse #Poem in alt

A pink morning glory looked at the lens of my camera. Its petals crisp its center blurred. Ourinsides are always a blur. Accompanied by a poem by Charles Bukowski titled "Love is a Dog from Hell" "there is a loneliness in this world so great that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock. people so tired mutilated either by love or no love. people just are not good to each other one on one. the rich are not good to the rich the poor are not good to the poor. we are afraid. our educational system tells us that we can all be big-ass winners. it hasn't told us about the gutters or the suicides. or the terror of one person aching in one place alone untouched unspoken to watering a plant.

"There is a loneliness in this world so great
that you can see it in the slow movement of the hands of a clock"~#CharlesBukowski

#MorningGlory #flower #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

A grouping of 3 dandelions glows gold with the help of some filtering. Their brightness the only color in the frame. Trigger Warning: The following poem is about suicide Accompanied by a poem by Abby Belmont called"Fading Memory of a Friend" You are only a memory now, The way it happened I still wonder how Nobody expects to know, But this challange will help me to grow It showed me that life is precious, And that theres a time to play and to be serious That's what you would've wanted And now that wish was granted Having your name carved in stone, Makes me wonder if you're feeling alone Place the flowers above you facing the sun, Too bad you can't smell them hun Being killed is one thing, But suicide makes you feel like you could've done something I bet you wish it wouldn't be this way, Pain is just one of life's prices to pay A memory of you fades, As I sit here while i pass through the long days It feels so lonely without you, Being strong is something you've always wanted me to do You poured your only life out And this pain I surly can go without But you didn't want it that way So now you left me to face this sorrowful day Water runs dry, And I still cry The days go by, And I never got the chance to say goodbye

"Water runs dry,
And I still cry
The days go by,
And I never got the chance to say goodbye "~Abby Belmont

#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt Trigger Warning: $u!c!de

A rododendron flower fills the frame. Deadly poisoniness but beautiful. Reminds me of a dancer I knew. Now gone forever. Poem by W.B.Yeats titled "Sweet Dancer" The girl goes dancing there On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth Grass plot of the garden; Escaped from bitter youth, Escaped out of her crowd, Or out of her black cloud. Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer.! If strange men come from the house To lead her away, do not say That she is happy being crazy; Lead them gently astray; Let her finish her dance, Let her finish her dance. Ah, dancer, ah, sweet dancer.!

"...The girl goes dancing there
On the leaf-sown, new-mown, smooth
Grass plot of the garden..."~W.B.Yeats

#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #flower
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Rhododendron
#Poem in alt

A black and white dandelion glows in the sun as it reaches out from under the ground covers to be free. Words by Mariah Carey included. "Sorry, I never told you All I wanted to say " A lot of my images have been accompanied by poems, lyrics, or quotes about love, grief, loss, and mourning. I lost someone I cared for very deeply. Someone who changed the whole trajectory of my life. It's been almost a year, and it still tears at my heart. Love those you can. Talk to those you can. Embrace those you can.

"Sorry, I never told you
All I wanted to say "~Mariah Carey

#Dandelion #MarcoMonday #ClassicMono #Photography #Photographer #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowerReport #ArtChallenge #Art #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #Poem in alt

A yellow dandelion enjoys the tiny piece of sun it has found. It stays still, and thebeam crosses over its head. Poem by Elsie Louis called "Some Days I'M A Dandelion" Some days I'm a dandelion Going To seed. Airy, Dreamy, Ready to fly; My head So full Of wishes…

"Some days
I'm a dandelion
Going
To seed.
Airy,
Dreamy,
Ready to fly;
My head
So full
Of wishes…"~Elsie Louis

#Dandelion #FairyClock #ColorADay #YellowThur #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

Two peach colored dahlias in the summer. The last of mine for that year. New paths and New periphery waiting for exploration. Poem titled "Remember" by Christina Georgina Rossetti Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plann'd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad.

"Remember me when I am gone away,
Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand"~Christina Georgina Rossetti

#DailyDalia #Stunday #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

A large peach white dahlia blooms inthe frame. Specks of dew still hanging on. Poem by Dorothy Parker titled "Transition" Too long and quickly have I lived to vow The woe that stretches me shall never wane, Too often seen the end of endless pain To swear that peace no more shall cool my brow. I know, I know- again the shriveled bough Will burgeon sweetly in the gentle rain, And these hard lands be quivering with grain- I tell you only: it is Winter now. What if I know, before the Summer goes Where dwelt this bitter frenzy shall be rest? What is it now, that June shall surely bring New promise, with the swallow and the rose? My heart is water, that I first must breast The terrible, slow loveliness of Spring.

"Will burgeon sweetly in the gentle rain,
And these hard lands be quivering with grain-
I tell you only: it is Winter now."~ Dorothy Parker

#DailyDalia #Stunday #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

A yellow dahlia close to white in the last sun of autumn. Poem included for the New Year's Eve, "Starting A New Life" By Jessica Lee Workman starting a new life, change the way i felt, taking step by step, dont want to look back to change the world in pack, staring a life, dont want to go back, always trying to take a step forward, looking at the positive in life, starting a life over, taking a chance more then once or twice, learning from my mistakes once again, staring it over, and not look back, staring it over again

Have a Good New Year 💜

"starting a new life,
change the way i felt,
taking step by step,
dont want to look back to change the world in pack,"~Jessica Lee Workman


#DailyDalia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Art #BloomScrolling #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

A dahlia and a bud share the frame. The blooming one looks as if it is protecting the bud. Quote by Shell Silverstein included. "Once i spoke the language of the flowers,Once i undrestand each word the caterpillar said,Once i smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings."

"Once I spoke the language of the flowers,Once i undrestand each word the caterpillar said,Once I smiled in secret at the gossip of the starlings."~Shel Silverstein

#DailyDalia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky

AS pink dahlia stares straight at the camera. The sun radiating off the petals as it stretches for the day. Poem included Titled "Staring Girl" by Timothy Walter Burton> I once knew a girl who would just stand there and stare. At anyone or anything, she seemed not to care She'd stare at the ground, She'd stare at the sky. She'd stare at you for hours, and you'd never know why. But after winning the local staring contest, she finally gave her eyes a well-deserved rest.

"I once knew a girl
who would just stand there and stare.
At anyone or anything,
she seemed not to care "~Timothy Walter Burton

#DailyDalia #StunDay #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer #Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOnBlueSky #Poem in alt

Macro photo of a Peach colored dahlia exploding in the morning sun. Presented paired with a portion of "Bring Me To Life" by Evanescence. "Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems Got to open my eyes to everything"

"Kept in the dark but you were there in front of me
I've been sleeping a thousand years it seems
Got to open my eyes to everything"~#Evanescence

#DailyDahlia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG

A yellow dahlia that has been beaten by the rain. Punished by nature for the beauty it was given. Like a Greek Tragedy. Poem called Growth or Decay by Rm. Shanmugam Chettia '‘From hour to hour we ripe and ripe; From hour to hour we rot and rot.’ The time spent grows and the time left shrinks. Do we undergo growth or decay?''

'‘From hour to hour we ripe and ripe;
From hour to hour we rot and rot.’
The time spent grows and the time left shrinks.
Do we undergo growth or decay?''

#DailyDahlia #YellowThu
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #Poem in Alt

Macro photo of a globe shaped Peach dahlia turning toward the morning sun. Hints of morning dew still cling to some of its petals. Accompanied with Poem by Rod Morris called "Shadows Of Light" Somewhere in shadow hides my fate, I am at ease to live and wait. For all the years I've lived thus long, are merely first chords of a song. The song of standing on my own, just me to face the great unknown. The song of having to ignite, the flame that makes my future bright. The song of success sings at last, my future path set hard and fast. Marching at my own pace seems, the only way to realise dreams. Schooling years just begun; those teenage years one more re-run. The song of study as I yearn to know those things still yet to learn. College, Uni, all so new, reviewing actions, see things through. Equipped at last for the big OE, decision time; where shall it be? The song of bustle, in some city, toil is tough; now that's a pity. The song of outdoors hot and dry, always free beneath blue sky. Songs from memory call me home, call for me no more to roam. Home once more among the fold, dormant thoughts yet to unfold. Meet the one with whom to share, secret moments all too rare. The song of partner, my own family, contented days and years to be. The song of children's cries of glee, excitement building joy the key. The song within of being free, found at last what's meant too be.

"Somewhere in shadow hides my fate, I am at ease to live and wait.
For all the years I've lived thus long, are merely first chords of a song. "~#RodMorris

#DailyDahlia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #FlowersOfBlueSky #Poem in Alt

A small fusia dahlia opens its petals to the world. "To Fully Live" by Eric Cockrell freedom is not white, it is not Christian, it is neither liberal nor conservative.... not bound by capitalistic values, it is not served at gunpoint to those with differing views... it is all colors, all faiths, openminded and intelligent, beyond all political views; places human need in front of profit, and celebrates diversity! it is the basic right of the living to fully live!

"it is all colors, all faiths,
openminded and intelligent,"~#EricCockrell

#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited #Poem in Alt

Macro photo of a pink and orange dahlia flower with its orange inner colors starting to burst out from its pink cocoon. "Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination"~Jim Jamusch

"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination"~Jim Jamusch

#DailyDahlia #Macro #StunDay
#FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky

A yellow dahlia fills the frame and lights up the room. A symbol of prosperity, renewal, or even the Egyptian sun god Ra. Presented with a portion of the Godsmack song "Serenity" "I need serenity In a place where I can hide I need serenity Nothing changes, days go by"

"I need serenity
In a place where I can hide
I need serenity
Nothing changes, days go by"~Godsmack

#ColorADay #YellowThu
#DailyDahlia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited

Macro Photo is a pink dahlia wet with morning dew sparkling like diamonds in the sun. Poem by Ramesh Rai titled "Let my Mind Be Refreshed'' Let my mind be refreshed with new air, with new melody when my day will be full of gay. Let my mind be refreshed with full compassion and enthusiasm as a devout servant of Almighty pregmatic to irrigate the garden of love where flower may blossom everyday and my cult let it not to wilt. Let my mind wander in star space where my soul will be glowing with effervescence of every star. Let my mind relax in divine solitude where I can feel the eternal peace.

"Let my mind relax in divine solitude
where I can feel the eternal peace"~ Ramesh Rai

#ColorADay #PinkMon #Poem in Alt
#DailyDahlia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited

A dahlia flower turns from the sun, but the sun still shines through. "Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop." — Lewis Carroll

"Begin at the beginning," the King said, very gravely, "and go on till you come to the end: then stop."~Lewis Carroll

#DailyDahlia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited

A golden dahlia flower stares longingly at the sun. Wondering what it all means. "Some things are more precious because they don't last long." — Oscar Wilde (The Picture of Dorian Gray)

"Some things are more precious because they don't last long."
~Oscar Wilde (The Picture of Dorian Gray)

#DailyDahlia #FlowerReport #EastCoastKin #SmArtist #photography #photographer
#Art #BloomScrolling #flowers #CMBG #PhotographersOfBlueSky #FlowersOnBlueSky #PhotographersUnited