Falmouth & Royal Greenwich Tall Ships Regatta 2014 Arts Project with Artist in Residence John DyerIt’s a colourful street in Falmouth.
People are celebrating, tall ships
are coming to town.
The cornish flag that will represent
our new hometown.
White and black is our
colour, of our beauty.
A hive of activity rushing
through Falmouth hitting houses
People like shocks of power.
Laughter and joy
filled the air
This is Falmouth at its greatest.
Lifeboats whizz past my face
As a breeze of fresh air
Its like a busy road on water
Waiting to reveal the tall ships
Gently they touch my face as they
Sail by like swans.
The small ships gracefully float as their bunting
Flaps when the fireworks light up the ocean.
Its like a dream, waiting to be discovered.
Flags flapping
Fireworks booming
Colours own the night
Black and blue no longer
Noticeable for the fireworks
Lit with light.
Fireworks fraying and
Swirling in the night sky
Fragrant fumes make the
Crowd go wild!
People cheering
Colours spearing
Through the night sky
Blue, green, yellow and
Purple colours of the night
Shine so very bright
Sitting on the roof all day, hanging out with my buddy.
We are all watching the ships go by, everybody celebrates.
Tall Ships, small ships everybody loves them.
Families coming to join in with the celebrations,
Everybody loves to party,
Shoes on.
Sitting on the roof still hanging out with my buddy
We love watching the ships go by
Its so fun and relaxing
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.
The velvet curtain of midnight-
Blue sky, embedded with glittering diamonds
Shining in the faint orange glow of the street lights,
Is slowly drawn across the brightly-coloured sunset.
Eruptions of colour splatter my amazing view with ear-bursting fireworks.
They shoot into the air,
Exploding into little volcanoes brimming with sparkling jewels,
Before spilling with multi-coloured lava
That floats slowly to the ground.
I see people gathered in the streets
Buzzing with the excitement of the arrival of the tall ships,
Gasping with awe
As fountains of colour
Paint the sky
With happiness
And the promise
Of more to come.
Outbursts of colour
Invade the velvet curtain of the sky,
Happiness, happiness, happiness,
The Tall Ships are here!
Laughter fills the air,
BANG, GASP, LAUGHTER, BANG
Goes the fireworks,
GASP goes the crowd,
LAUGHTER spreads across Falmouth.
Long masts coming closer, closer, closer,
The Tall Ships are here!
I stare at the glowing moon
In the shadowed cloak of the sky,
The fireworks are coming to an end.
The last firework shoots up into the starlit sky,
Climbing up,
Trying to touch the moon,
Knowing that its life coming to an end,
BANG,
It explodes all over the treasures of the sky,
Floating down to earth and into the calm sea,
SIZZLE,
Its life ends here,
The Tall Ships come into the harbour
And everyone goes home to rest
Not knowing about the last fireworks life…
Dancing sparks of fire bursting into beautiful colours splatter over the purple night sky, transforming it into a huge canvas of colour. I can feel the glimmering fireworks reflecting off my eyes. The great, shining sky and moon above have turned into a dangling stopwatch, hypnotising everyone looking up to the above. I nibble a corner of my delicate pasty to reveal an explosion of taste. It’s almost as if the great exploding volcanoes are inside my mouth.
The vast tall ships tower over the town, blocking the view of the creamy blue ocean. Their sails billow out towards me. They are alive, celebrating along with the noisy, excited crowd. This is a memory I’ll never forget. After a while the fireworks die down and the crowd melts away. I stand alone. I take one last glance at the tall ships. Why should I leave? I had no choice. I dragged my feet through the freshly painted town. If only I could travel back in time..
The skies are blue, the lovely ocean too,
The boats sailing around the sea.
The busy busy town, they never
have a frown, and nobody wears
dull colours like brown.
There are bright colours instead,
like white yellow and red,
the ships float like bread,
and everybodies favourite colours are red.
The fireworks are loud,
with a giant cloud,
and the people make lots of sound.
A Once in a Lifetime Experience
Ship’s Log Day 1
Looking over my shoulder I could see my Mum, tears streaming down her face. I could still hear her last words bouncing off the sides of my head. ’’I’m so proud of you, be safe, love you!’’ Everyone was pushing and shoving to get a good view of such a magnificent ship.
I heard the horn and jumped to life. In a frenzied panic I rushed to my cabin, stuffed my stuff under my bed. Suddenly the boat lurched forward. Yikes! I was going to be late. I was going to be missed. That wouldn’t be a good start to my record!
I got up on deck and into position. Some people were startled by my appearance but most ignored me.The bow was out of the harbour by now but the stern had barely left the wall! It gave me an idea of how big she was. The boat lurched again and put on a burst of speed and before I knew it, we were out of the harbour and off. Off exploring the world!
Ship’s Log Day 8
My cabin isn’t the most comfortable place to sleep but I would rather sleep in the crow’s nest than scrub the decks every hour of my life. That is why I haven’t been able to write in here for ages, although we’ve been very lucky to have such a calm trip, just blue skies and waves lapping gently against our boat.
Yesterday I was the cause of something very exciting, I was up in the crow’s nest with a telescope to my eye scanning the horizon for something interesting… I found it, land and it wasn’t a trick of the eye either. I hollered at the top of my lungs “Land ahoy!” We were only a couple of miles off so that gave me enough time to get down from the crow’s nest.
As I was the first person to spot the island, I got to get off first. When I looked up having jumped off the boat, I was awed by the astounding beauty of the island. There was a torrent of water running down the north side of a snow topped mountain. Surrounding the mountain was a grass green jungle bursting with animals we were yet to discover.
For what seemed like hours I stood there. The captain told us that we would explore the island tomorrow I agreed so I went to my cabin and fell asleep instantly.
Ship’s Log Day 14
This island just gets better and better! We were exploring the west side of the volcano scoring the land for new rocks or species. Neither were found but something made up for that… it was a treasure map!
We all crowded around the Captain to get a look at this strange map. Ever so gently as though he was scared to break it he unrolled the map. We all gasped it was a map of our island and in the 1st bog in the marshland was a big fat red cross…treasure!
The captain made up his mind instantly we were going to find that treasure no matter what. Overcome with greed he set off at a brisk walk mumbling every step of the way. The quest was on!
Ship’s Log Day 23
As we entered Greenwich dock colourful crowds of about 7 deep erupted into excitement and laughter.
I don’t know what was wrong with the sea, whenever we travel the sea is flat and calm as anything! I’m so pleased I’ve recounted everything in this log otherwise I wouldn’t be able to tell anything to my Mum! The only thing I can’t tell her is about the fabulous treasure because it is such a big secret.
My emotions haven’t been much of a rollercoaster but my adrenalin has been worn out completely! On the ship I was always one of the most inquisitive people, always asking questions; ‘What’s this?’ ‘How does it work?’ ‘Can we go here?’ The only reason the captain put up with it was because I found the island in the first place!
My eyes scanned the crowd just like when they found the island. I was looking for my family, Mum especially, as she was the one who got me a place on this ship so I owe a lot to her. Suddenly I saw her jumping up and down like a mad lunatic. I yelled, “Mum , Mum over here!” She looked up and saw me, immediately tears started streaming silently down her face. It was over and time to get back to a normal life.