inquiringmind: Hi, I write poetry and I thought I would share this particular trio for you to enjoy or to hit with spit balls. I leave it to you to figure which part I am refering to in which piece. Corolla Like a melon it gapes violated ripped oozing and angry. It is the siren wrecker of ships narrow and wide. It is the gift It is the giver it is the mother it is the vessel it is the beginning and the end. Stamen Standing with amazing hubris form touting the convex velvet and baroque It struts like a rock star demanding satisfaction cowers like a dog disciplined screams to be adored and wishes no less than to rest in eternal repose nurtured and protected in the dark succulent recesses of its complement. Corona Sensation ever concentric and violent draws the life breath time stops and what remains is the after taste I climb un fulfilled Up a never ending staricase to the death of a dream I climb and seek delicious oblivion. Inquiring mind Please put some of you own up!