| Sea Stories Then I held the shell close to my ear, And I heard a beautiful blue mermaid singing songs of joy, A green turtle whispering in the swaying weed, Steel-grey whales calling softly to each other. I saw small sky-blue seahorses bobbing in the fields of weed, Silver dolphins playing happily in the apple-green water, Shoals of pink fish darting through the rainbow coral. I saw deep black gulfs, Dark grottos filled with weed, Ghostly crusted wrecks. I saw the grey mists swirling, I heard distant waves crashing against the ragged rocks, The gulls crying in the salty air. Tammy Yong (Y4) Then I held the shell close to my ear And I heard little red fish whispering to each other under blue rocks, Mermaids singing songs of joy in white coral palaces, Silver eels gliding through the emerald-green waters. I saw crabs snapping their claws in golden grottos, Cold blue icebergs drifting gently, Starfish playing in purple rocks. I saw dark canyons and coral forests, Grape-green weed growing among pink shells, Black crusted wrecks trapped in mud. I heard angry waves crashing against rocks on lonely shores, Grey mists swirling in sandy bays, White gulls swooping through the salty air. Zoe Kempton (Y4) Then I held the shell close to my ear And I heard eels whispering to each other, Crusted whales splashing in the emerald sea, Lonely mermaids singing in the air-blue waters. I saw seahorses dancing in quiet sea-canyons, Steel-grey sharks gliding through the hot southern seas, Crabs snapping their claws as they crawl over black rocks. I saw green mountains under dark waters, Black canyons and bottomless gulfs, White icebergs and cold caverns. I saw grey mist floating over cold islands, I heard waves crashing against the lonely shore, Gulls crying as they swoop through the salty air. Joanne Allen (Y4) Then I held the shell close to my ear and I heard eels whispering to each other, Crusted whales splashing in the emerald sea, Lonely mermaids singing in their icy air-blue grottos. I saw sea-horses playing in the clear lagoons, Blue-black lobsters in hidden caves, Dusty-blue sharks streaking through forests of pink coral. I saw dark canyons where light never reaches, The black ribs of wrecks caught in yellow sand, Fields of bean-green weed swaying with the shifting tide. I saw grey mists drifting by the cold sea-shores, The gulls crying in the salty air, Angry waves crashing against the distant rocks. Victoria James (Y4) Then I held the shell close to my ear and I heard the crabs talking to each other in quiet voices, White dolphins splashing in the bean-green waters, Lonely mermaids singing of rocky caves. I saw the green turtles gliding through the waters, Slimy eels chasing each other in a clear lagoon, Bright starfish clinging to hidden cracks in black rocks. I saw dark canyons filled with red shells, Fields of weed swaying softly in the cold waters, Dark ribs of wrecks stuck in brown mud. I heard waves crashing against jagged cliffs, I saw grey mist swirling across far-off bays, White gulls swooping through the salty air. Darren Leeming (Y4) Then I held the shell close to my ear and I heard mermaids singing sweet songs to each other, Whispering turtles and sea-horses, The fishes blowing bubbles. I saw baby whales playing in the water, The starfish sitting at the bottom of the sea, The waves tossing the sand and the pink and white shells. I saw the sea-plants swaying, Dark mountains in the water, Black wrecks in the apple-green seaweed. I saw waves crashing against grey cliffs, Thundering storms, Lonely gulls gliding in the salty air. Laura Kendall (Y4) (Extracts from previous School Magazines) |
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