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Age 13 to 16

‘The Fun Fair’ by Brittany Jackson, Age 14 Years

As the ships come in the music starts
As the music starts people are coming out of their shells
They come out to party to have a good time

The crew jump off the ships their fun just begins
Fireworks are set off to enjoy
For one week no one sleeps

By the time the ships have to set sail people stop
Fun stops;. dead in their tracks
You wont see anyone for a while now

As i stand there watching the ships go i get a feeling
I watch the ghosts disappear in the sun lite reflected sea
I cant help but feel an emptiness

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Age 13 to 16

‘My Poem’ by David Littlejohns aged 14

i live by the sea
the sea is in our blood
the sea is history
the sea is love
everyday i see the same old sea
the sea is in our blood
the sea is history
the sea is love
crashing waves on the sand
the sea is in our blood
the sea is history
the sea is love
tide in tide out pulling me
the sea is in our blood
the sea is history
the sea is love
to far distance lands
the sea is in our blood
the sea is history
the sea is love
i love living by the sea
the sea is in our blood
the sea is history
the sea is love

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Age 13 to 16

“How it was?” shawn clarke age 14

I’m relieing on the ship,
That will float into the harbour,
Bearing a letter from Pip,
She moves so fast she’s a blur,

In 1850 we didn’t have technology,
We needed the mighty tall ships,
We had to tackle the mighty seas,
Just to deliver news from Pips.

And when they dock on the piers,
Awaiting is kids and parents,
Clapping and shouting cheers,
This is how it was once.

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Age 13 to 16

‘Those Amazing Tall Ships’ by Jasmine Hearnden Aged 14

As the carnival arrived,
We all ran and dived,
Into a town so happy,
You could never be snappy,
The colours were so bold,
And the air never cold,
And then came the ships,
Oh those graceful Tall Ships.

As I looked to the sky,
I saw the fireworks fly,
The sky illuminating,
And suddenly everybody was waiting.

And then the ships reached the port,
And as we had always been taught,
Respect the ships for before mobile phones and technology was near,
A different way of communicating was here,
There was a time when these ships were the social media,
And they sent our news, letters and stories to those who were not near,
And we should never forget the incredible job they did,
Oh those amazing Tall Ships.

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Age 13 to 16

The Tall Ships by Neve Bishop age 14

The waves were calming as they sailed closer. If anyone said they weren’t looking forward to leaving their cramped wooden quarters, they were lying. The feeling of excitement was brewing aboard the ship as the seagulls circled above them.
And there it was, slowly making its way on to the horizon. Although they couldn’t hear it on the ship, people in the harbour were celebrating. Fireworks decorated the night sky. Any news, good or bad, was welcome. The people of Falmouth had gone so long without a peep from the North, finding out the happenings of the country was the best thing since Christmas.
The sailors looked to the sky in awe as the navy blue night exploded into colour. Reds, blues, greens, oranges and yellows fizzled into nothingness over and over again. This was not a simple welcome, it was a party. A party for anyone and everyone to enjoy.
The ships decelerated as the harbour drew closer, the sounds of happiness getting louder and louder. The Tall Ships were bobbing in the open water like excited children waiting for their presents on Christmas morning. The sailors chatted happily, glad to set foot on dry land again.
But they wouldn’t be able to stay for long, for the job of a Tall Ship is never done.

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Age 13 to 16

‘My Story’ by Lisa Pooley aged 14

As the night closed in, the sea started to settle. All was silent, all was calm. Then the boats came into sight. The silence was disturbed as an eruption of sound was created. The parcels had arrived. As the boats docked fireworks lit up the darkness. People descended like prowling to see what all the fuss was about and there right before their eyes was all they could ever of dreamed off. People were happy, people were smiling as they claimed what was theirs. Families were scattered all across the docks, huddled together.

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Age 13 to 16

‘The Tall Ships!’ by Jacob Todd, Age 14 Years

The Tall Ships!
I was expecting a lovely walk in town,
When suddenly I heard a booming sound,
I looked up high and what did I see?
Some fireworks shining beautifully,
People were pushing, shoving, surging,
Trying to get a glimpse, of THE TALL SHIPS!
There was one particular ship I saw,
With red sails and a yellow door.
It shone and shimmered.
To me it glimmered,
The bow ploughed through the dark blue,
The boat steered straight and true,
It was time to go home,
Leave the ships and crowd alone.

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Age 13 to 16

‘My Poem’ by Ben, Aged 14 Years

ships are big
ships are tall
ships are mighty
i like them all

ships are cool
some are small
some are shiny
some of them rule

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Age 13 to 16

‘My Poem’ by

Tonight is when the tall ships come and light up the streets of Falmouth
All people come from near and far
Loud music plays all night
Loud fireworks fly through the sky

Ships come sailing in to Falmouth
Harbour is where their journey ends
In the dark of the night
Pretty fireworks fly through the air
Stars fill the sky sparkling all the time

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Age 13 to 16

Finn Layland-Stratfield

When I go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and the starlight to steer her by,
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking,

As I sail along the glass like sea,
The reflection of the clouds is as still as can be,
As the sun breaks through the morning haze,
I grab my bong and start to blaze.