Straddie

You don’t get your money back if you blow the 

gaffe on Straddie - its about as relaxed as any 

idea of de-stressed profanity liberated by your 

reflex reaction t’ being freed strictures of main 

land gallantry - and its only a ferry trip away 

To suggest they’re a bit rustic misses the truth 

of an enclave who wouldn’t give a whit’s worth 

of indifference to any Brisbanite’s view its just 

a sand pit to play in, maybe surf, fish, or stroll 

around and camp a bit - then sail away again 

So what’s the matter with that they’ll say, and 

add a jibe about the sea ‘being a much better 

cure’ than imagined urban panacea; there’s a 

safety in distance rippled gladly with waves in 

a bay interposed between youse and us all  

But you realise what they have in thrall IS the 

biggest sand pit - whether at Dunwich, Amity 

or Point Lookout, and they’re least interested 

in being compared to leisure-phased children 

playing blasé with our unashamed envy 

© 30 November 2015, I. D. Carswell