This tiny garden
bursts with verbosity
in endless phrases of crimson and candyfloss strewn by
chortles of daisy yellow
punctuated with orange poppy
exclamations
A lusty language of overblown blossoms
vining climbing drooping dancing
in undulated syncopated jubilated rhythms
the rambling opus
of warbling chorus
ravishing
flourishing
glorying
the sidewalk