Kaleidoscopic Cosmos

Bloom or bouquet or bunch or bare brief buttonhole, Fresh or full-blown or nosegay or fresh posy role; Flowers blossom in saucy slimy silkiness, Seek them to be the same, is senile silliness. Red-necked Tanager cannot be Mandarin duck, Let blue-crowned pigeon be not a Cock-of-the-rock; Why should Sloth bear resemble the Asian lion, Blue bull and blackbuck be of their sacred scion... Why should violate violet from the Rainbow? Why should waters of rivers always in green flow? Why should be a dragonfly, like a firefly glow? Why should bright tigers, like monkeys, gloomy fur grow? Do not say she's fair; her eyes cattish; hair golden, Vein greenish; Blood-red; Heart dull or tiger-Bolden; He is chocolate; Great! What a coco-color! Cut flesh is whitish! Blood like hers! Physique Splendor! Sands of sea-shores have so finely shining colors, Stars have strange colors - flying like royal mullers; Gardens, Parks, Forests, deserts, coastally global Each filled with colors sublime fantastic, noble... Yes, the cosmos is a kaleidoscope. Accept! Everyone's a unique color in it. Respect! Kaleidoscopic color, like Artesian, springs, It's in this kaleidoscope our existence swings. 21 August 2021 Kaleidoscope Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke