Kingdom of the Sun(new title and edit)

[Semicircle]

 
Errands rouse
always early risers,
clamoring, to start my day.
 
Hard to hear,
the sun in my ear,
“sit with me and,” the closed quotations are a bit confusing, maybe add them to each stanza.
 
see the reagent, orange and black   
flutter by in parley
with the wind.
 
admire the Huntsman done his nightly prowls, I'm unsure who the hunter represents, since this is a metaphor describing people to nature. Aren't huntsman in nature?
smug in his way, chided by 
blue vested jester,   vested is unnecessary
perched on high.
 
be intoxicated by perfumed maidens,   
doffed in star-white bonnets
self-impressed with their foliage.    I'm confused if this is autumn or spring. Before it was orange and black leaves.
 
pity the chitinous footmen tending every need, 
dutifully abstained to the pageantry.
 
Hear the courtesans’ whispers under verdant eaves
as the choir sings their morning song.
 
Were I king of wood and fern,  You were describing yourself as one though. I feel like the ending would be better if the narrator stuck to his daydream.
I’d bide Needs of the Day
await your turn.

The scientific terms you throw out into your poem throw me off like 'chitinous' and 'reagent'

At times I wonder what the disconnect between describing nature as people and whether or not they are actually people or nature.

Thanks for the read, your poems are getting better as time goes on,
I found this one particularly engaging.
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