is orange, the color of Sun
as she sets and rises.
is blue, a hue Sky fakes
for inattentive irises.
is the olivescent green
of a certain stand of tree.
is a dour English colour,
Marmite and chocolate fudgey.
is alive with unexpected yellow
like engine oil from the can.
is a squeal of teal from K-Poppers,
nail varnish on a manniquin.
is the purple of mountains dying
from sheer far and away.
stars in better dead than red,
lends reddening its agency.
draws a line between lavender and mauve.
Meanderish, though, like a lazy river.
not least of numbers, is least colorish.
Call it white, like scalp beneath a combover.
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