Dead but Alive

So now all my sunflowers are now dead... Well i think is it. The bright yellow flower is now gone. But they are still standing like they are alive.
I was guessing they would just collapse down because of their skinny bodies; I guessed wrong.

"Winter Sunflower"

 It sucks to have dead sunflowers.  I was hoping it would live through half the winter. Imagine how cool they would look! Bright Yellow in the White Winter Snow. But the photo I pasted on this blog reminds me of my sunflowers; Candy Cane shaped; all gathered up. Hopefully they would live again when Winter pass.

Winter is Coming!

Taken by Me

While the Winter is getting closer and closer. Sadly my sunflowers are slowly dying.
Their golden flowers are falling. Their posture are lacking. They used to stand up straight and tall like they were the Kings and Queens of my Moms Garden. But now Winter is coming.
I won't stop observing the flowers. Maybe their death could lead into something beautiful. I mean sunflowers are beautiful.

This one was one of the sunflower I had left that was still pretty but young. The one underneath it was an adult one. You can tell because of the size difference. Even though the adult one is dead, it still looks pretty interesting! There is so much to look at once you get so close to it. Just like how the dead ones are kind of covered up with this crusty green leaf with little pokey stuff on the surface.

Maybe it's their type of burial?
 

The Looks

The Looks of the Sunflowers are somewhat really weird.
 Beautiful and weird at the same time.
I went online to look at some sunflower facts and i saw this poem which to me was very clear to imagine. And also explains how the sunflowers look like.
                                     

Sunflowers

They sway like brainless cretins, 

Black of mouth agape
Hungry for flesh or marrow.
But their heads are crowned of gold
And their bodies tell of starvation
And they bear skin a green nearing putrid.

Unable to move out of the cold
They succumb to necrosis
And feed the soil.

By Alexander McMenamin

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"But their heads are crowned of gold 

   And their bodies tell of starvation."

I really like that line because it tells me that there is always something beautiful in everything. 

Like how the sunflowers has a crown of gold while at the same time has a starving body.