There's something that likes flowers

One Vase

Two Bunches of Flowers

Four Vertical Crystal Edges

Stick Stalks

Geometry ends there

Curves flow

Each flower 

begins like anjali 

ends in a thread

Anjali a cup
formed by palms
When the palms
are full of flowers
its Pushpanjali
when the cup
is a flower
its a Calily

Something there is that doesnt love a wall

surprising number of memorable poems concern rocks