Upon a beach…
I hear rocks skimming over water with swift speed.
I feel the salty waves filtering through my teeth.
I feel the sand rising up and enveloping my feet.
I taste the delicious meal of fish and chips that waits for me.
I fish for a fierce tiger shark.
By Peter Seko
Blake, George, Peter and Caleb from Room 21, were four of many children who visited me yesterday. They had written some fantastic poems as a follow up from their beach education experience last week, and I was particularly taken with the imagery they managed to create through effective use of vocabulary.
