The Write Stuff group went to Pett Level to watch the furious waves and wind today. Please read the resulting writing below.
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The thrashing waves crawled up the sandy shore. They towered above the murky waters. A sea salt punch tingled up my nose. The grey clouds met the blue backdrop as bois bobble above the surface occasionally slipping under the blue liquid. The waves crashed against the cliff edge pounding it with aggression and fury. The birds skimmed the water, scraping the substance.
It was a thrilling afternoon Charlie, matched only by the energy of your writing.
Sorry...had to comment!I love the 'sea salt punch',,,,what a brilliant description!
Bernie(Coles Mum)
The crashing waves hit the shore with aggression,puncturing the sand as it did.
A backdrop of dismal grey added to the atmosphere.
Bouys bobbed around,occasionally dragged under the foaming surface.
Beyond was a large ocean liner,ploughing the sea and facing danger.
The sky was empty,deep grey and cloudless.
No wildlife could be seen,only green vegetation clinging to the rocks.
The only sound was the sea crashing in,filling the air with overpowering salt.These armies of waves marched on and on.
Pebbles from the beach scream as the waves drag them into the evil deep.
The only colour is the orange and yellow bouys fighting to stay afloat.
Cole Peters
The elephantine waves create a foamy cappuccino sweeping the seas surface, a low whistle creeps through the disturbing wind creating a horrifying culture.
The smell of paralysed fish disturbs the age, the waves
Shatter and seep through the rocks.
He sat observing and admiring the loopy sea, he was horrified of the loathsome sea although it wouldn't attack.
Despite that thought the seas kiddnapping had commenced.
They took him in like a snake with prey, the waves divoured and crunched the desired limbs and ripped the neck,
It Was deplorable the nose was no longer in sight, the waves had stolen him.
20 years on the body is organs are left untouched by man, the bones rott in Abhorrence.
The sea day by day takes even its predators all Of eternity ;man!
It is so wonderful to read these imaginative and creative pieces of writing. Eveytime I look around it seems Kai has his book open, working on a new piece! Great stuff, Darren Shepherd
The waves slashed the air.The yellow bois bobbed up and down coming closer to land.The smell of fresh fish covers the air.The waves climbed the cliff face pounding the rocks.The crashing waves hit the shore with aggression,occasionally taking a few rocks with them.Dozens of rocks lay elligently lay deep beneath the sea's surfice.The wves are claws on a tiger when it's catching it's pray!
The storm picked up and the waves got more angry.The sound of waves angrilly hitting the shore penetrated through the sound of wind.As a million particles of salt liquid punched holes in all the rocks they come across!Elephantine stunarmies have brown bottems.Despite the change of weather I carried on admireing the grey sky.No creature would dear to cross the distant seas.
Some more outstanding writing posted today. Tell your friends and family to have a look at this great work. Congratulations.
Bradley, I love your metaphor, The waves are claws on a tiger when it's catching its prey!
As the spray looked like something on a old tea was hitting the stoney shore I sat admiring the the rapid waves.When the elphantine boat stored past the mild wind hit terribly.Despite being out in the pain of the spiting sea the boys moved slowly.
In the distanse at the microscopic powewr plant it would be hard to find any sighn of living species.As the loansome cliffs crumbled in dispite thesea stole the paralysed fish the sailers were wishing they can see there familys agian.
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