The Gold Coast

With sand in hand he walks the length â
Granules caught between the webbing of his toes
Dark cloud high enough and far away â
Another half hour (or more), âtil it throws
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A bucket of tears down upon the beach
As sunshine gives way unto her voice
Natureâs mother watches overhead
And her workers supervise dangerâs choice.
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Yellow and red â two colours that arenât shy
To stand up and be counted when theyâre sent
To save the hedonistic in the sun â
A life saved is a standard dayâs event.
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Some watch from a distance far away â
From a window high up in the air.
They tower over tanned and topless bodies â
Telephoto at the ready if they dare.
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Thinking back sixty years or so,
âScrapersâ reached a few floors to the sky.
Now they reach as far as eyes can see
And developers and mayoralty shake hands
On what, earlier, was unfamiliar land.
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And what once was Surfers Paradise is now
A clearer choice â miles of busy (or secluded) beach
Progress canât be stopped, I understand
But how high can this tower really reach?
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The woman on the beach turns to her friend
And says; âah, but for the memories of old
Everyone grows out of what they know â is this the end?
I think Iâve found the coast without the gold.â
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NB: The Gold Coast on the south-east coast of Queensland, Australia, built its first 'skyscraper' in 1959 and has been moving ever higher since. With a proposed development in train for an 88-story building, one wonders when (or where) it will ever end.Â