Gold Coast Christmas 2021
The Gold Coast is a happening place, where tinsel lined streets are on offer,
The Great Southeast is our personal playground but most importantly, our oyster
There can be neighbours who make lots of noise and have no idea what a mower can do
Where a suspect whiff wafts over the fence or you hear bedsprings at night while they stew
But there are groups of creative people, one in particular that pen heartfelt thoughts
I am sure they know what green fingers are, as much as sharing feelings and yarns of sorts
Like clockwork at three they can be seen at Evergreen, chatting over cake, coffee, or wine
And with a satisfied stomach, poetry recitals begin, all attention is captured— a good sign
Sometimes such tender words can surround an audience, like gentle music to their ears
Their heart strings tighten and loosen again, inner sanctum, heads bow to brush aside tears
Then someone does a song and dance, eyebrows twitching as they echo each sound
They’ve astounded many guests in the restaurant, seeing raised heads as they look around
Some verse is differently sounding; there might be an unusual of twist at the end
Like a flash in the night sky, the chill of thawing ice, some fits of laughter being penned
And some love their naughty bits of in-house humor; there could often be a parody or four
Where tongues go a flicking and eyes become slanted while they’re tapping a toe on the floor
It’s all about living and breathing together, and a mutual village to perform in
Where each role chosen, with whom we do what, gives us license to say we are kin
Some in the group have their own special way, might even pop a did-ger-i-doo on the table
Then someone else reads out a spicy bit how Mabel’s grunting to prove that she’s able
Hardly ever, the poet is politically correct, gender specifics are lost for common ground
But then again there can be surprises, a clash of cymbals or a didgeri-doo-da sound
I could waffle on for hours about the most inspiring experience on the Gold Coast
Which for all here today, is Jeff’s invitation, heard on the radio during coffee and toast.
John Stewart © 2004
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