Bunting draped across the town and tall ships
Pops and bangs and fizzes and whizzes
Dogs chasing cats chasing birds chasing mice
People waving flags
Dots and lines and zigzags everywhere
The sky is full of colours
Blues greens reds yellows oranges and purples
Tall ships glide, small ships float, RNLI fly
Steven the seagull soars around in the sky
Sailors dance jigs on the rigs
Crowds cheer
Goodbye tall ships.
Tag: Boats
Whoosh, sizzle, crackle, boom,
Watch those fireworks soar and zoom,
Scarlet, amber, aqua, lime,
A sky of colours all the time.
See those tall ships hit the sea,
People are as happy as can be,
Watch those seagulls call to friends,
Watch the flags twist and bend.
At the warm Tallships day there are …
People swimming in the bay
seagulls flying around all day
People looking out to sea
people applauding at the view of the deep blue sea
Animals everywhere running about
all in the excitement of no doubt
Cats and Dogs run and play
whilst people are waving flags all the way
The fireworks fizz and pop
whilst children jump and flop
Sailors shouting and doing jigs
up on 30 foot rigs
The boats creak but no one shrieks
The rat scurry in a rush and hurry
Busy towns noise echoes in the shores
The rolling turquoise seas
gives people a tease
So people swim in the bay
through the Tallships day
All the time the seaside accordian
plays the a wistful tune at the end of the day.
I can see people waving flags in my face as I walk through the colorful crowd: red ones, green ones, blue ones – as far as I can see. And I can hear yells of joy and happiness. And then I see the tall ships gliding through the emerald sea. Beautiful. Elegant.
BANG, POP, WHIZZ. There goes another firework dancing in the dark blue sky, fizzing and swirling – up up they go into the cloudy night they fly. The streets are lit up with lights all shades of colours as people walk through. The tall ships are swaying as they show off there amazing colors to the people on the bay. ‘Woof woof,’ ‘Meow meow,’ the cats and dogs are singing as well, and the streets are bursting with sound. I go to sleep this night thinking of the wonderful tall ships that I have seen and I drift to sleep like one.
White sails as white as snow.
Sailors dancing and prancing round and round.
Fireworks flashing and crashing in the air.
Birds going higher so they don’t catch on fire.
There stands tall ships as tall as the sky.
Then they all start to wave good bye.
As the Long Boats go Past
As the long boats go past the pier,
All the people shout and cheer,
Flags are flying in the sky,
Fireworks fly very, very high,
All the sailors on the ship tall,
Teetering, holding tight ,about to fall,
ARRRRRRR!!!!!!!
By Jamie
Palm trees sway,
As boats sail by,
The sunny bay,
Cowers away; he is shy.
Even though the ships are tall,
they can’t see as much as you and me,
We can see a jewel,
but they can’t see a bee.
Fireworks displays,
go on every night,
there’s a cave
you could be in one you just might!
It is very calm,
we’re going to sleep,
there is not an alarm.
We are all in the deep….
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My Poem by Ellie Aged 9
The Firework I see is as beautiful
as the sea,
The boats that are floating are floating in
the sea,
The trees that are colourful are filling up
the streets,
The streets are wavy just like the
streams.
We’d just left the mouth of the Thames and that’s when I saw the big, black, stormy clouds coming towards. I tried to turn back but it was too late, me and my dog Bilbo were swept away by a huge greeny-blue wave. We were tossed and turned from side to side the water beginning to pour in. All of a sudden a huge flash of lightning covered the sky and then the thunder rumbling like a hungry person’s stomach. Before I knew it I was swimming in the icy cold water of the sea, Bilbo paddled to me howling and shivering. Our little boat, The Mary Lee, named after my mother, who died in a storm, had been over turned by the strong current of the sea. The sky was getting darker and darker, the rain began to tip down in buckets. I managed to catch hold of a piece of driftwood from our boat, then in the distance, I caught sight of a ship, but this wasn’t any old ship this was one of the tall ships. Its masts so tall and the flags flapping wildly in the wild wind. I shouted ‘HELP! HELP!’ Fortunately one person aboard the ship heard us and as the ships drew nearer a piece of rope was thrown out and Bilbo and I were pulled in. Once aboard we were wrapped in warm towels and I was given a nice hot chocolate to drink. One girl aboard called Matilda came over to us, sat down and said, ‘you were lucky we saw you, in this storm you would have drowned to death’. She patted Bilbo and took us down into a tiny little room with a single bed and a basket, a little port hole let a bit of light through. After a few minutes Bilbo and I were fast asleep.
Hours later I woke to the sun beaming through my window and Bilbo yapping in my face. I then realised we had stopped. I had no idea where we were. All of a sudden Matilda came storming in, ‘its time to get up now breakfast is ready up on deck,’ she said with such a calm voice. We were then left. In silence. The only sound was of the sea gently lapping against the tall ships side. I quickly got up and dressed. I opened the door to the glorious smell of freshly baked croissants. I ran up the stairs to the deck with Bilbo at my heels. I then sat down and started gobbling away at my absolutely delicious breakfast. This is the best breakfast I’ve had in ages, I thought to myself. As I sat there seagulls soared over my head calling to each other, the salty sea lapped against the boat and the waves rolled onto the beach nearby. The smell of seaweed wafted past my nose. Everywhere you looked bunting was hanging from every house, every shop and every boat. Red, blue, green, purple, orange and pink. I then suddenly had the awful thought, Dad is going to be so, so worried about me and Bilbo.
After breakfast we hopped off the boat and went for a look around the town. When we walked into the bakery to buy some bread we asked the person at the till where we were, they replied ‘welcome to Falmouth.’ I then thought, I could text dad and tell him where we were, but then I remembered I’d lost my phone at sea when we were tossed by the waves. Instead, I asked the person at the till if I could borrow their phone, they said yes, so I called dad. As soon as he heard my voice I could hear he was so, so pleased to know that I was safe. I told him about how we were rescued by the tall ships and what a lovely breakfast we had. He then asked me when we’ll be back, I said around some time at 6 o’ clock this evening. He was even more pleased then. After that phone call I went and had a look around some of the other shops and bought a postcard with a painting on it called ‘Tall ships’, I then looked at the artist and saw it was by John Dyer, and then I remembered he had come to my school one day to talk about this painting.
It was about 4 o’clock in the afternoon when Bilbo and I boarded the Tall ships once again. I had enjoyed my adventure, but was looking forward to going home now and being tucked up in my own nice, warm, cosy bed. I think Bilbo was too. I stood on the deck leaning against the edge of the boat, listening and watching the seagulls calling and soaring around in the sky. I watched as some dolphins leaped out the water spraying my face. As the air began to get cooler I went down to our little cabin and lay down for a bit but before I knew it I was fast asleep. I was woken to the voice of my dad and a big, warm hug, I was so glad to be home again. Before I left I said my goodbyes and thank yous’ to everyone on board and then I went and sat on a wall with Bilbo, and watched as the Tall ships left the harbour, and now every night I watch the boats from that wall and will forever more.