His eyes were not the blue of his mother’s
     or of his father’s
Not the blue of the January sky at dusk
     or of the sky reflected in the snow bank
Not the blue of Lake Michigan near Sleeping Bear
     or of the cave-fed swimming hole in Tennessee
Not the blue at the heart of a bonfire
     or of a gas stove’s flame
His eyes were not the blue of an indigo bunting
     or of the morning glory by the porch
     or of his dog’s collar
     or of his coffee mug

Zoom in
Select the pixels from his picture
Search for a match on the palette
The color does not exist
He took it with him when he left