Hanque O . . . - Subjective, Hearsay, Irrelevant

Green is the color of truth,
blue is honesty.
In my world this is true.

Gray, sturdy gray, is devotion,
ethereal gray is whim.
All shades of brown, from sienna to fawn,

are innocence.
Tears taste white, black is a myth.
Look closely.

Mother and child are bronze.
According to Moore.
Grandmother is... black-eyed... Susan.

Wind is yellow, breeze is red.
Silence, rumor has it, is golden.

Hanque O . . .

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