Can you sense this?

The poets from the Logandale use senses to describe a scene in their first stanza. In the second stanza the poets were challenged to use the 5 senses in metaphorical ways. Enjoy!


Felicia B.

i can see the decomposing animals

i can smell the rot of decomposing animals

i can hear the flies buzzing around the decomposing animals

i can taste the smell of rot of the decomposing animals

i can touch the fur of the fresh phase of the decomposing animals.


i see the deepness inside of you

i smell love in the air

i hear the call of the wild

i taste rainbow in my mouth

i can feel icy air


Daniel N.

I see beautiful bananas.

I touch a banana to hold it.

I also eat other living things like fish. They are my favorite food to eat.

I smell all the bananas in my garden.

I hear the bananas fall from the tree.

I see the ugliness of fishes.

I touch the soul of the fish.

I taste the sadness of the fish.

I can feel the fear of the fish.

l can hear the hate of the fish



Mikila G.

I see chicken at popeyes

I touched the raw chicken

I smelled the dry biscuit as soon as I walk in

I tasted the french fries and the mac and cheese

I hear people coughing from the dry biscuit


I see frustration in her eyes

I can touch the anger of the soil

I can smell them hating on me for pushing them

I can taste the sweat on her face

I can hear their sweat as they wipe it on their pants

Orbelin V.

I can feel my pizza

I can smell my pizza

I can taste the pepperoni

I can hear people waiting in the line

I can see the color


I can taste the excitement at the fair

I can feel happiness at the mall

I can smell your madness

I can see their loneliness after I left

I can hear your nervousness



Edwin C.

I see the leaves falling down.

I touched the sunflower seeds.

I smell the tree bark.

I taste the blueberries from the bush.

I hear branches breaking.


I can see the burst of happiness.

I can feel the pain in my heart.

I can smell the fear from far away.

I can taste the sadness.

I can hear the joy in her smile.


Johnnel M.

Everything in the City

I see the water dropping in the city

I touched the buildings in the city

I smell the cleaning supplies in the city

I taste the food in the city

I hear the cars in the city


I can see the clouds crying so hard in the sky

I can hear your sadness in you

I can feel the winter break

I can taste the rain coming

I can touch the rainbow




“Writing poetry makes me feel like I can see myself, like I can see my reflection, but not in a mirror, in the world. I write and I know I can be reflected.”
-Oscar S.

“Writing poetry makes me feel free.”
-Buenda D.

“Writing poetry is like your best friend.”
-Jessica M.