Falmouth & Royal Greenwich Tall Ships Regatta 2014 Arts Project with Artist in Residence John DyerTall Ships Galore!!
The huge tall ships are sailing out to sea,
The huge tall ships are taller than Mr Lea,
The huge tall ships have huge sails
The huge tall ships are bigger than giant whales,
The huge tall ships have people standing on the masts,
The huge tall ships have people wearing masks,
The huge tall ships have colourful flags,
The huge tall ships have flags made out of bags
By
Jasmin Age 9
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
A Beautiful Night
The crackling fireworks giving off a bright light,
The calm glistening sea beaming in the night,
Gigantic tall ships getting ready to set sail,
People dancing and cheering while drinking ale,
Flags calmly waving side to side,
A peaceful, millpond this high tide,
It’s such a beautiful sight,
What an amazing night!
By Hannah
Fireworks flashing
Flags flapping
Sailors chatting
Horns honking
Bells ringing
Birds singing
Dogs barking
Children laughing
Everyone’s happy,
The Tall ships have come
The clock struck twelve over Falmouth town
The trees were swaying all around
There were no more boats or people around
The tall ships were gone
So there was nothing to do
And they had all gone home to eat some stew
And watch TV and play on the wii
But soon that same old place was grey
And people did start to inquire
What had happen to their oomph
The way they danced around all day
“The tall ships may have gone” they cried
“But what has happen to our pride
We can still have lots of fun
And make merry in the gorgeous sun”
Slowly everyone did cheer
And danced around
And drank some beer
So Falmouth town once old and grey
Came out of its sad misery
Let this be a lesson to us all
Once the tall ships have gone
Carry on with the fun.
Tall Mast.
A big flag.
Long anchor chain.
Long ships.
See big flags.
Hard working.
In the ships.
Party time in the evenings.
Specially stuck to buoys.
Tall Ships as tall as a skyscraper
Thick trees
Loads of people
Flags big and blowy
Fireworks in the dark sky
People cheering, flags flapping
This is the place to be.
The sea’s breeze hits my face
making me smile.
Dogs barking and seagulls squawking
Constantly around the town,
Families coming together
Making me excited
Blue, yellow and green colours shoot up into the air,
People started cheering throughout the night.
Tall Ships, Small Ships, we love them.
Tall ships’ flags flap flap,
All the people chatting chat chat,
Lovely blue sea splash splash,
Lots of people laughing ha ha ha,
Shining fireworks shine shine,
Horns of the ship honk honk,
I see the waves crash crash,
People sweeping the decks sweep sweep.
Sleeping in a tiny, old, dusty, box I was lonely and afraid, the box was as dark as the night sky. Feeling scared I stared up at the thick brown masking tape … I felt I was in a frozen world. I kept asking myself “where was I?” A sharp warm hand reached into the dark gloomy box. I could hear birds tweeting. I could smell fresh air as broad daylight crept into the box.
The hand pulled me out, as rough as a wrestler, onto a little stand in the green wavy grass. Waiting in a trance I saw the bright yellow golden sun like a runny egg yolk as hot as a bubbling saucepan. The sun ran away over the beautiful meadows. After five minutes I smelt burning as five other fireworks with nervous faces got placed next to me, how would you feel?
Night fell suddenly as I worked my way up into the colourful bright sky with big bangs pop and whizzes. I wondered what colour I would be. Up in the sky I could see joyful, happy seals swimming in the calm blue crystal sea. The white baggy traditional flags took all the pride in themselves. I was shooting up and up like a rocket! People dancing with bright red colourful dresses like enthusiastic parrots. I could hear laughter and clapping. Suddenly POP! I was a brilliant bright blue like the vibrant sea itself. But then I died out with no more sparkle, my fifteen minutes of fame was over.
I was in a shed lonely as could be (the shed was gloomy and dark).Suddenly the door started shaking. BANG! The first fire work went up. He came in. He grabbed me; I was being swung down the path. Soon I was on a metal stand. I was full with excitement. He lay down some string.
Suddenly I heard a scratch. It was fire on the end of a stick. The string was on fire; fire was running down, it was terrifying! Fire struck, it took it’s time, a few minutes later. I was baking hot.
Soon I was whirling in the air. I reached a maximum of height, I looked over Falmouth. The sun sinking down like a submarine. I smelt the salt of fish and chips there was a million tall ships. Flags are waving goodbye. Why is my top on fire? Cats and Dogs jumping. BANG!, BANG!, BANG!,FIZZ!.
I slowly died into the salty air. Dust was all over the Tall ships. The sea was sparkling with delight … However I was delighted too!
Although I wouldn’t be doing it again. I saw beautiful fireworks above me if only I could do it again. The last words I would say before I fell to be part of the sea. Soon I reached the water. The boats were all different colours and shapes. Tall ships and a single lifeboat glided across the shinning sea. Other fireworks were getting ready to set off as another celebration for the Tall ships. I luckily landed on a Tall ships sail. A man walked out of a shop with a massive painting. It was of all the tall ships. It was painted by John Dyer
A gust of wind came and I fell off.