The+Six+Senses

We all have five senses, and sometimes one or two of them do not always work. This poem is about those five senses. It is called a sense poem. I had to think of a scene and then write about my body would be thinking about. Enjoy.

I see the dark stormy sky over head, I smell the thick salty air and the wet grass around me, I feel the strong northly wind, pulling me over the cliff, I taste the salty air that has carried birds, I hear the strong wave crashing below, waiting to swallow me up, I think of happy times, of times of laughter.



The Poetic device I used in this poem wasTone/mood. You can feel the persons feeling, that he is unhappy and sad, and that he wants to die.