Senses Poems/Summer Poems

By Josie Whitehead

Rain Cloud
Rain Cloud


By Josie Whitehead

Summer Shower (A)
Summer Shower.jpg

Hear the thunder, feel the rain

And smell it on the grass again.

     Taste the freshness in the air,

     And feel it dampening face and hair.


Listen as it patters down

Upon the pavements of the town.

      See raindrops dripping from the trees

      And feel the softness in the breeze.


This pouring rain is tender cool,

It’s droplets like some pretty jewel.

      Look upwards at those clouds of grey

      That, on wind’s breath, just drift away.


So what’s been left?  A sky of blue;

Grass which drinks small drops of dew

    And a welcome sun which warms my face

    From lofty heights, far out in space.



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Note:  When writing poetry, especially that of the natural world, use your 'senses' to bring in what you feel, see, taste, touch and smell, wherever possible.  Think of a summer shower and relate this to all of these senses.  No, I haven't used all of them in here, but I have used many.  Use personification:  'Grass which drinks small drops of dew' (as a human or animal drinks) and 'on wind's breath.'   Although this poem is written in iambic metre, I've started 

some lines on the heavy part of a word for emphasis, eg HEAR the THUNder, FEEL the rain.

You will find this on more than one line.  Look for the others.  Then try your own.  Josie