I remember the strong smell of cleanliness surrounding my room, I remember the soft crying which filled me with delight and relief, I remember the taste of clear refreshing water, quenching my thirst, I remember the perfect, smooth skin which felt like silk rubbing against my body, I remember the piercing, green eyes that watched my every move.
I remember the taste of leaves and grass covering my mouth, I heard the wind whistling past my face, I could see the trees and flowers waving in the breeze, And clouds floating across the sky, The sores on my hands brushing against the ropes, The leaves and grass suffocating me as I went to my doom...
A very moving poem Korben. You have used some very powerful words, and I look forward to reading even more of your work! I can tell that you enjoyed creating this poem.
I remember hearing the ear-splitting noise of spinning rotors, I remember the whistling of dropping altitude, I remember the flaming heat of the fuel, I remember the camouflaged wings, I remember smelling the diesel fumes drifting down from the heavenly sky.
I remember smelling the freshly cut, green grass, I remember feeling the bar coming into my hand, I remember everybody cheering my name, I remember seeing people looking at me and putting their hands in the air for Longmoor, I remember the taste of cold, fresh water.
I remember the taste of chocolate cake and jelly, I remember the sound of the Xbox 360, I remember the touch of the controller, I remember the screams of the game.
I remember the scent of horse poo overtaking the fresh air, I remember the horses neighing, people chatting, laughing, I remember the food, so yummy and sweet, I remember the feeling of happiness, I remember the sight of horses, the fields, a beautiful view.
I remember the taste of drinks on my tongue, I remember the sound of charming, friendly people chatting gently, I remember the wonderful smell of dark, creamy coffee playing with my nose, I remember feeling the beautiful, warm and comfy chairs, I remember seeing the beautiful city of Birmingham.
I remember the smell of burgers as people ate, I remember the sound of deep fat fryers as the chips cooked, I remember the way the burger was crunchy and moist, I remember the way the sunflower seeds were placed on the bun, I remember the salad spread on the beef, I remember the cheese stuck to the the roof of my mouth.
I remember he smell of ash, I remember the music in the background, I remember her hands touching mine, I remember the speeches, the hugging, I remember the tears.
I remember the smell of dog hairs, food and shampoo, I remember the sound of dogs growling, crying, coughing and puffing, I remember the feel of the dog's hairs across my hand, I remember seeing dogs being taken away from their families for life.
I remember the smell of the mouth-watering cherry coke in Spain, I remember the sound of the people diving in the water, I remember the tasty slush in the blazing, hot sun, I remember the touch of the cold ice in my hand.
I remember the silky, soft fur being stroked by the palm of my hand, I remember a cage sitting there in the corner of the shed and my mum holding my new, week-old rabbit in her hand, I remember smelling the new rabbit food clinging to my nose.
I remember the mouth-watering taste of soothing food, I remember barging people out of the way to get to my seat, I remember everybody screaming, shouting, piercing my ears, I remember smelling the sweat of excitement around me.
I remember that on holiday I smelt turkey and popcorn, I remember the taste of egg, pancakes and ice cream, I remember the water coming down the slide, I remember that I did a front flip.
I remember smelling the wonderful smell of burgers, I remember hearing teachers shouting at kids, I remember the tingling taste, I remember the feeling of soft burger bun, I remember seeing the beautiful dining hall.
I remember the smell of new skin, I remember the cry of my mum and a baby, I remember the touch of luscious baby skin, I remember the baby looking at me.
I remember the chocolate chip croissants melting in my mouth, I remember the music from the speakers, loudly from the street, I remember the smell of washing powder from the characters, I remember Captain Hook showed me around.
I remember the sound of the buzzer, Sarah has a friend, The fun won't end, The hot air in the sun, I can listen in the restaurant eating my favourite ice cream, For me to eat ice cream, It is like a dream.
I remember holding his hand, I remember him lying in his bed, his last burst of energy and he was laughing and telling jokes, looking really joyful, I remember the sound of monotonous beeping, I remember holding his hand and starting to cry and him saying not to.
I remember the smell of chicken soup he'd always put on when we visited him, I remember I could hear his slippers shuffling on the floor coming to greet us, I remember every time I hugged him I could taste his powerful aftershave on the tip of my tongue, I remember he would always wear a woollen jumper that would feel really soft, I remember he would speak German to my mum and dad and now I can speak German.
I remember my heart shatter into thousands of pieces when I heard the devastating news, I remember smelling horrible smells, I remember feeling warm arms wrapped around me, I remember seeing a sad figure standing in front of me.
I remember the peaceful silence, I remember the dust from the rocks, I remember the sharp stones and thorns and the spots of insect bites, I could see four cities with mountains splitting them up and then, When I turned to my right my brother, Then on my left my dad is smiling and I hug him.
I remember the strong smell of cleanliness surrounding my room,
ReplyDeleteI remember the soft crying which filled me with delight and relief,
I remember the taste of clear refreshing water, quenching my thirst,
I remember the perfect, smooth skin which felt like silk rubbing against my body,
I remember the piercing, green eyes that watched my every move.
Mrs Spencer
I remember the taste of leaves and grass covering my mouth,
ReplyDeleteI heard the wind whistling past my face,
I could see the trees and flowers waving in the breeze,
And clouds floating across the sky,
The sores on my hands brushing against the ropes,
The leaves and grass suffocating me as I went to my doom...
Korben
Your descriptions are very powerful Korben, well done.
DeleteMrs Bell
A very moving poem Korben. You have used some very powerful words, and I look forward to reading even more of your work! I can tell that you enjoyed creating this poem.
DeleteMrs Toomer
I remember hearing the ear-splitting noise of spinning rotors,
ReplyDeleteI remember the whistling of dropping altitude,
I remember the flaming heat of the fuel,
I remember the camouflaged wings,
I remember smelling the diesel fumes drifting down from the heavenly sky.
George H
Wow very descriptive love the choice of adverbs.
DeleteMiss Degville (Student Teacher)
I remember smelling the freshly cut, green grass,
ReplyDeleteI remember feeling the bar coming into my hand,
I remember everybody cheering my name,
I remember seeing people looking at me and putting their hands in the air for Longmoor,
I remember the taste of cold, fresh water.
Yusuf
I remember it was silent,
ReplyDeleteI remember dead fish,
I remember people talking,
I remember the sound of the watch ticking.
Lilly
It made me stop and think Lilly. I really love the sounds you thought of.
DeleteMiss Davis
I remember the taste of chocolate cake and jelly,
ReplyDeleteI remember the sound of the Xbox 360,
I remember the touch of the controller,
I remember the screams of the game.
Tyler
Sounds like you were having fun Tyler, well done.
DeleteMrs Bell
I smelled fresh air when I did it,
ReplyDeleteIt sounded like everyone was cheering,
I saw my family clapping,
I was in the middle of it.
Kash
I'm so intrigued about what you did, Kash. It certainly sounds like you were successful!
DeleteMiss Wood
I remember the scent of horse poo overtaking the fresh air,
ReplyDeleteI remember the horses neighing, people chatting, laughing,
I remember the food, so yummy and sweet,
I remember the feeling of happiness,
I remember the sight of horses, the fields, a beautiful view.
Kishari
I remember the taste of drinks on my tongue,
ReplyDeleteI remember the sound of charming, friendly people chatting gently,
I remember the wonderful smell of dark, creamy coffee playing with my nose,
I remember feeling the beautiful, warm and comfy chairs,
I remember seeing the beautiful city of Birmingham.
Zainab
What a unique subject to write about. Not many of us could have written about our first experience of a new country.
DeleteMrs Palmer
I love the idea of smells playing with your nose Zainab, well done - Mrs Bell
DeleteI remember the smell of burgers as people ate,
ReplyDeleteI remember the sound of deep fat fryers as the chips cooked,
I remember the way the burger was crunchy and moist,
I remember the way the sunflower seeds were placed on the bun,
I remember the salad spread on the beef,
I remember the cheese stuck to the the roof of my mouth.
Brandan
What a lovely poem Brandan!
DeleteMrs Barham
I remember he smell of ash,
ReplyDeleteI remember the music in the background,
I remember her hands touching mine,
I remember the speeches, the hugging,
I remember the tears.
Elise
A beautifully moving poem, Elise.
DeleteMrs Palmer
Very touching Elise.
DeleteMrs Jordan
Well done Elise, what a good subject to write about.
DeleteI remember the smell of dog hairs, food and shampoo,
ReplyDeleteI remember the sound of dogs growling, crying, coughing and puffing,
I remember the feel of the dog's hairs across my hand,
I remember seeing dogs being taken away from their families for life.
I remember the smell of the mouth-watering cherry coke in Spain,
ReplyDeleteI remember the sound of the people diving in the water,
I remember the tasty slush in the blazing, hot sun,
I remember the touch of the cold ice in my hand.
I remember the silky, soft fur being stroked by the palm of my hand,
ReplyDeleteI remember a cage sitting there in the corner of the shed and my mum holding my new, week-old rabbit in her hand,
I remember smelling the new rabbit food clinging to my nose.
Amy
I remember the mouth-watering taste of soothing food,
ReplyDeleteI remember barging people out of the way to get to my seat,
I remember everybody screaming, shouting, piercing my ears,
I remember smelling the sweat of excitement around me.
Taylor
I'm so pleased that you were inspired to write today, Taylor. A football match is a perfect place for all the senses to be engaged.
DeleteMrs Palmer
I feel sure football matches are one of your fondest memories, lovely to see you expressing your feelings.
DeleteMrs Jordan (mum)
I remember that on holiday I smelt turkey and popcorn,
ReplyDeleteI remember the taste of egg, pancakes and ice cream,
I remember the water coming down the slide,
I remember that I did a front flip.
Caden
I remember smelling the wonderful smell of burgers,
ReplyDeleteI remember hearing teachers shouting at kids,
I remember the tingling taste,
I remember the feeling of soft burger bun,
I remember seeing the beautiful dining hall.
Jamie
I remember the smell of new skin,
ReplyDeleteI remember the cry of my mum and a baby,
I remember the touch of luscious baby skin,
I remember the baby looking at me.
This creates a vivid picture in my mind. Well done
DeleteMrs Hanks
I remember the chocolate chip croissants melting in my mouth,
ReplyDeleteI remember the music from the speakers, loudly from the street,
I remember the smell of washing powder from the characters,
I remember Captain Hook showed me around.
Ellie
I remember the sound of the buzzer,
ReplyDeleteSarah has a friend,
The fun won't end,
The hot air in the sun,
I can listen in the restaurant eating my favourite ice cream,
For me to eat ice cream,
It is like a dream.
Gary
I really like the way this poem reads, it has a good pace.
DeleteMiss.Cookson
I remember holding his hand,
ReplyDeleteI remember him lying in his bed, his last burst of energy and he was laughing and telling jokes, looking really joyful,
I remember the sound of monotonous beeping,
I remember holding his hand and starting to cry and him saying not to.
This is so sad, beautiful, but so sad.
DeleteMiss.Cookson
This is a very powerful use of language.
DeleteMrs Hanks
Such a powerful and emotive poem. Well done!
DeleteI remember the smell of chicken soup he'd always put on when we visited him,
ReplyDeleteI remember I could hear his slippers shuffling on the floor coming to greet us,
I remember every time I hugged him I could taste his powerful aftershave on the tip of my tongue,
I remember he would always wear a woollen jumper that would feel really soft,
I remember he would speak German to my mum and dad and now I can speak German.
George L
what a lovely way to remember someone so special.
DeleteMiss.Cookson
I remember my heart shatter into thousands of pieces when I heard the devastating news,
ReplyDeleteI remember smelling horrible smells,
I remember feeling warm arms wrapped around me,
I remember seeing a sad figure standing in front of me.
Alex R
What a mature attitude you showed towards this project, Alex. A very moving poem.
DeleteMrs Palmer
I remember the peaceful silence,
ReplyDeleteI remember the dust from the rocks,
I remember the sharp stones and thorns and the spots of insect bites,
I could see four cities with mountains splitting them up and then,
When I turned to my right my brother,
Then on my left my dad is smiling and I hug him.
Tonis
Beautiful!
DeleteMrs Jordan
Tonis, your memories of Albania really inspired you today. I'm so pleased that you were excited to write!
ReplyDeleteMrs Palmer
These are some very emotive pieces of writing about your memories Team Palmer. I have really enjoyed reading them.
ReplyDeleteMrs Hill
Great thoughts of Bangkok Lilly.
ReplyDeleteTony