Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Five senses poem by Kate

                                                                  
I hate the taste of peanut butter smoothie 
bubbling on my taste buds.

 I hate the smell of rubbish
floating through the air.

 I hate the feel of grapes
mushing in my mouth.

 I hate the sound of rain
saturating the concrete.

 I hate the look of blood
exploding out of me.

3 comments:

  1. SeporaTuesday, May 21, 2013

    Hi Kate,
    I hate the image of "blood exploding out" too. Good selection and placement of adjectives.

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  2. HannahWednesday, May 22, 2013

    HI kate
    I like your writing because you didn't do 'I like ' you did I hate enstead

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  3. anouskaThursday, May 23, 2013

    Hi Kate
    It's funny how you wrote I hate the look of blood exploding out of me!
    I hate that too.
    I get creeped out.
    Bloooooood!
    Creepy.

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