The March of the Morning Silence

We all march silently

in the dark

as if we were all

a silent army searching for a soul,

we rest at the clouds across,

when the light arrives we march,

march until we reach the early horizon

that lifts the paint across the sky

...our pace begins to quicken

as we begin to jump over the sunlight

the whole vision smooths back into my eyes

as I look at the others gliding,

my smile begins to shine,

we all laugh at the imagination

flowing in the air,

carefully

we look down below to the darkness,

why so depressing?

we sprint down to the earthy ground,

sudden rush of light brightens the surroundings,

Black turns to color,

Dead turns to life,

We are the morning shadows.

I am from Imagination...

*Published in "Stars in Our Hearts", May 2012 edition!!!!Page 16!Check it out! http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/stars-in-our-hearts-world-poetry-movement/1110790730?ean=9781619360433*

I am from wood

piled next to the fireplace

I am from the smell of

rain and pine that lingers in the air

I am from a different world

where "I'm a spy!"

I am from the taste of plums

growing in the orchard

I am from a dog hiding behind

the barn like a new student

I am from mud pools to burning trash

out in the ditch

I am from trouble when i hear

"3.2.1!" Time to run

I am from hot pizza fresh out of the oven

with the urge to take a slice

I am from a small cabin hidden in the backyard

filled with warm blankets and stuffed animals

where the moths dance with the flowers

as I begin to catch them

I am from the old hutch

standing tall in the foyer

I am from imagination

filled with magic and fun

somewhere lost in my wonderland

Hide N' Seek

The moon shined down through

the attic window

our reflections were as bright as the stars

we were laughing hyenas

hiding from the seeker

our hearts beating with the rythm of our footsteps

the walls whispered to us

showing our shadows

that looked as lost as a puppy

we were ghost without a soul

searching for a place to hide

the seeker caught a glimpes

of a shine

there layed a locket with pure gold

the seeker went head-over-heels for it

now was our chance

we ran for the door

it slammed so hard

the force could have shattered a mirror

or possibly cause an earthquake

"Shhhh!" we whispered

our escape was quik and easy

with the thril in our hearts

playing hide n' seek