Creative Chaos
An alliterative, ekphrastic assemblage

Cloaked in a cacophony of color
A chorus of cackles, like a cup of cordial
to commemorate my candour
Cotton clouds come closer to
consider every curve of
this creative concert
Carrying on without a care in my core
I cavort inside a can of colors
Cut from the curtain of creativity
Caked in the chaos of
nature’s castle
Calm and composed, I
comb my feathers, curl my talons,
lose count of my concerns
Camouflaged in a rainbow
custom-made for my clan.