I can feel the cold air resting on my skin,
and the wind blowing against my face,
As i taste it blowing in my mouth,
I can see wave, after wave in the lake,
As i hear waves smashing each other,
I can smell the lake traveling through my nose,
and the wood form all the tree's,
This is me on shore.
TYPE OF POEM: Free verse.
By: Jr Arzadon
Response:
I liked the way Jr described the different senses, and how each one was affected by a different thing.
It made me remember the day we went to the outdoor classroom quite clearly. He described each thing
in a different way and i think i shows that everything around us can affect us differently. When he says
"I can feel the cold air resting on my skin" it reminds me of shivering, and how just before you get the
feeling you do feel quite cold, and when he says "the wind blowing against my face,
As i taste it blowing in my mouth"it shows that the experience was truly something that you had to be thereto get the full effect. I think this poem clearly describes all senses, and shows how the things around us everyday
actually do affect us, just we ignore them because they are always there. But when you stop and just pay
attention to these things, you see things you never really realized before.
