Kaleidoscope Poem by Craig Turner

Disrupting this well ordered queue,
I'm betrothed to you,
There's a good idea,
On the horizon,
But your wandering eyes,
Held a witting disguise.

Squabbling unthroaned,
In a street apposed,
Regressing Englands rose,
Your the guise of yesterday,
Permanence exposed,
Out to sea you set sail.

My idea unconditioned,
Saw the sunset with a kaleidoscope,
My morning replenished,
A new brand of hope,
The dew is settling,
Noone left repenting