Logan put on the mask of … 

I put on the mask of fiery orange and heard  

the crackling of fire burning,  

the bounce of a basketball  

and the bubbling of the clownfish swimming through the dark water. 

I put on the mask of green and saw  

fat frogs eating flies over the dirty green swamp water, 

long grass making shelter for small insects squealing for help  

and trees towering over the swamp. 

I put on the mask of bright brown and felt  

the bears brown beautiful fur  

up against the bark on the tree  

and acorns wating to be stepped on. 

I put on the mask of red and saw  

the abandoned post box  

surrounded by bright red poppy’s majestically shinning bright  

and rose petals floating on the floor like blood dripping from noses. 

I put on the mask of black and saw  

the muddy car tyres  

in the deep dark corner of the alley way  

and my shadow disappears in the night 

I put the white mask on and felt  

Puffy clouds fluffing up in the sun’s beautiful rays,  

like marshmallows over a fire  

and sugar dropping with a plop into tea.