Finding Sanctuary in the British Standard Colour Chart

I hoard color names

-thimblefuls in sheen of Goblin green and Candyfloss, 

basketsful -Zephyr pale and straining,

Goosewing tins, teeming,

and thickets of sticky Cobweb sacks-

each bottomless as a she-dragon’s greed

to jewel my soul’s cradle.

they form necklace cliffs and 

bracelet streams 

of shimmer 

to please my Eddystone eye

and soften the gloom of sky

marbling my Tundra mood with ribbons of Daybreak.