THE SEAS OF CURRY
The water beams a warm orange while chick peas bathe in the shallow and deep.
All that goes in and out is a deep , glowing orange .
It can be smelt for miles and miles along deserts ,hilltops , grasslands ,and mountains too.
It is one of the not many seas where fish and creatures of the deep are scarcely found.
Like a summer tan , it never goes pale.
Its waters are as still as a predator hunting.
.
The ship of pain
The hull is full with deep water filled holes
the deck is dead silent
the mass had fell on the deck and smashed the wood up
if you see it at 10:40 pm you can see it go into the deep black ocean
if on the rare occasion it goes into a dock it will do a ghastly screech
if you look on the deck where the wood still stands then you might see some glowing lights on the deck
if you look in the captains quarter you might see a man righting on something
if at 6:00 am you see the ship you can see what hes been righting on was a map
and you might see the ship split in half then in an hour it will be one again
when the ship splits in half you can see the captains quarter in damp,dark and messy
on the of chance you see it while your in a boat if your unlucky it could cause a whirlpool and destroy your ship.
The Sea of Excitement.
Under the sand, the fish theatre lies.
If you make as much noise as possible,
You can still hear
The screaming and shrieking
The fish are constantly
Making.
Up above,
The ticketfish sits in his office,
Counting all the fish that swim towards the theatre.
He hears the music stop
And the curtains get drawn,
So he swims away back to his bed.
The ship rocks back and forth,
With its cut edges splintering the sea.
Water rises from the bottom
Filling the ship up slightly
With water.
The fish realises it had some holes in,
Like a human with a graze.
The sun shines in through the window,
Blinding the fish.
The lanterns were on,
But now broken pieces were flying round the room.
It was too noisy that night,
So the fish went to the theatre,
Here was the peaceful but noisy place,
Where everyone could relax.
Shouts and screams echoed around the hall.
This was home.
The ship of noise
Under the ship of noise lived a whale.
A whale who shouts a lot.
If you listen closely you can hear it sleeping.
In the dead of night it howls and it makes the sails blow in the wind.
You can hardly sleep.
As the ship rocks side to side the moonlight glimmers.
Spots of rain drizzle down as your face turns into a frown.
You wake up,
and find out that there is a whale on-board.
You rub your eyes
And find out that it was a dream
A flicker of white light hangs above your head.
The sales swerve so fast they tell you that your moving closer intomthe shore.
The sun starts to go down.
Water slides across the deck.
You can see the stars appear.
Now it was time to set back down again,
And find out that there is a whale on-board
again!
On the ship of football, there were barrels of footballs.
The deck was a galaxy colour with buoys as round as gobstoppers.
The sails were as pointed as a broken cliff.
The wheel of the ship was circled like a bicycle wheel.
The nets were as old as Queen Victoria.
The crew were fascinating and nice all the time.
The Ship of Treasure
Coins jumped from rock to rock, as water splashed around them. The dark, murky riverbed released diamond after diamond,while necklaces harnessed themselves on to the hull of the ship.The souls of past pets howled and growled on the deck as the ship of treasures sailed solemnly along the gargantuan waves. The engraved emerald that symbolised midnight, slowly faded into a shimmering ruby, symbolising dawn. Souls of cats chased after pesky soul rats as light came into view. All dark shadows hid from the sun, staying in compact corners.
In the sea of secrets, the sun shimmers down onto the sea like a spotlight on a polished stage.
Shipwrecks get buried in the sand as fish reveal their treasures with myths to be told.
In the sea of secrets, waves ripple like a twisted slide in the glittering dark ocean.
Rusted valuables lay on the bottom of the sea bed waiting to be found.
In the sea of secrets, caves of hidden promises hide beneath the golden sand.
Waves crashed before they became white foamy liquid getting dragged along the soft sand.
In the sea of secrets, silver metallic gifts were waiting to be found.
Sunlight shone down on the sea like a torchlight leading the way to paradise.
In the sea of secrets, the waves glistened as specks of glitter slid down the ocean.
The stars gazed down like eyes watching you every moment as the sun went down. The sea stopped..it all went quiet…and a golden shimmer reflected the sea…
The train of enchantments.
The floors are filled with sorcery,
They wobble like a rickety deck on an ever-dying ship.
Moonlight shimmers down against the glistening roof,
Fragments of imagination dancing like a life of memories.
The wheels clamp onto the mysterious tracks,
Leading into a lifetime of witchcraft and magic.
The people onboard drowning in a pool of their own nerves,
As sparks of enchantments drift down the ever-lasting corridors.
The sense of difference and mystery lingers in the atmosphere,
And a warm draft follows you with every step you take.
The steam flying into the clouds like a gathering of gulls,
It twists and turns like starlings in their mini formation.
The soft leather seats are filled with ancient usage and mystical means,
As people take a seat and relax into a world of their own.
The train of enchantments releasing them into their destiny,
Into a universe of magic and what lies within.
The plane of element
Blossoms bloom and sprout from the windows,
the colour of spring and happiness.
Flames of fury rise from the engine,
Like a phoenix crumbling into ashes accepting defeat.
Puffs of air are stranded inside,
Oxygen protecting the planet.
Tears of glistening water hang and drip from the wings,
Like the plane is crying with joy.
Aquatic songs sing from the plane,
Magic surrounding the twinkling body.
Flames climb up the engine,
Making the plane wobble…then drop,
Leaving a million stomachs behind.
At the doors earth and soil is escaping the prison with sunlight,
Where only crisp plants live, crunchy plants live.
Air is being swallowed by the engine is gasps and rasps,
It’s being sucked into a world like no other,
A world where only heat exists.
The plane is driven through different time periods,
Driven through flames, water, earth and air.
A time period where all elements exist.
Windows like a fresh flower garden.
Wings like the roaring Atlantic ocean.
The engine like an ablaze phoenix.
The door swung open from the force of gravity and air.
The plane flies through the night sky,
Like a shooting star,
Humans making wishes right now.
The sea of stars….
Waves slowly crash on the shore,
The stars reflect down onto the water
Then all of a sudden the
stars stop reflecting
Then stars start trickling down
Into the ocean , leaving only
One star in the sky.
The sun starts to rise,
The stars shoot up from the sea
Up into the sky leaving only
A few fish and no stars left!
The sun had risen
The stars had gone
Everything was gone.
The beach was empty
With just ……
The sea
And sand.( with a bit of
SUN)
When it was mid day ,
The sun fell down
Into the bottom
Of the sea and then
Started to rain .
By the time it was the evening
The sun appeared again then all
Of a sudden the rain went away!
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