Senses Poems written by the children in 2nd Class, Room 6

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Kate

I see the misty mountains, I spoke

I hear the tall trees blowing, I listened

I smell a flickering fire cooking something tasty

I touch the pointed rocks that annoy my hooves

I taste the breezy air that’s very good for me and that I hope I never leave here.

 

Micaela

I would see fish in the sea, the bird said.

I would hear the other birds, the bird said

I would smell saltiness, the bird said

I would hear wild waves, the bird said

I would taste the salty sea, the bird said.

 

Sinead

I see flocks of birds flying over the mountain,

I hear the wild wind,

I smell the misty mountain,

I touch the silver stones,

I taste the fresh air.

 

Jack

The waves splashed, dolphins play,

The waves splashed, I hear the waves crashing,

The waves splashed, I smell the sea water,

The waves splashed, I touched the silent rocks,

The waves splashed, I taste salt on my tongue.

 

Ryan

I see the cotton clouds floating past,

I hear a giant roar,

I smell the perfume of flowers,

I touch the grassy grass,

I taste snow on my tongue.

 

Noah

I touch the autumn leaves, said the precious sun,

I see drowsy donkey, said the precious sun,

I hear lively birds, said the precious sun,

I smell floating flowers, said the precious sun,

I taste the stony rain, said the precious sun.

 

Conor

I see fish in the sea,

I smell paint,

I hear sun,

I touch the water,

I taste bird.

 

Cian

I see a white blanket on a mountain, said the mountain goat,

I hear snow falling, from the sky, said another mountain goat,

I smell fresh air from the sky, said a bird,

I touch the beautiful snowflake on my wing, said another bird,

I taste the cold worms, said the baby bird.

 

Sarah

I see the silver sea,

I hear the whispering wind,

I smell the salty sea,

I touch the crashing waves,

I taste the fierce fish.

 

Paris

I see the rocky mountain,

I hear the rough wind,

I smell the fresh air,

I taste the soft snow,

I touch the sharp icicles.

 

Vagif

I see the screeching seagulls,

I hear howling owls,

I smell the smelly sea,

I touch the slimy wet rocks,

I taste the refreshing air.

 

 

 

Class Poems using The Senses

We wrote poems using our senses

 

blue sea

wild wind

salty sea water

crashing waves

fish

 

tall trees

lively birds

pointy pine cones

golden silence

fresh air

 

Forest at night

dark trees

owl screeches

earthy smell

silver silence

cold air

 

Up the mountains

white cotton clouds

blue quiet

frosty air

blue ice

silver snow

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