Clear To The Coast

From King Ludwig’s you can
see clear to the Coast – a
regal panorama agreed,
a visual feast laid easily off
the southeast side veranda.

We dined there, ate with
our eyes, seeking out a
place familiar, found it
nestled articulate in an
edited treescape randomly
rumpled, insignificant next to
Mt Beerwah – yes, to the right
of it, just a bit over this way;
there, you can see the
colours separating.

Debating whether we
saw the orchard or the
firebreak first – but despite
distance the tree lines
caressed my eyes knowingly,
solidity in fluid state.

And where the uncontained
green graduates in a solid
line of darkness, disappears,
melting an indistinct horizon,
there seduced by barely
discernable curvature the
genial host appeared,
brought us German party
hats to wear, poured
another beer unasked.
© I.D. Carswell 2006