Copacabana – Daniel Francis

It is more of a gaze down the beach towards Macs than a look

Blue green water small waves and the bluff reaching like a fist

Waiting for stormy surf to smash upon ancient gnarled knuckles

The Copa bar is open and the boys old and new scull longnecks

Leaning on pines posts by the side of the road in the afterwork sun

Telling tales into Coopers that you should’ave been here yesterday

The gaze down the beach lengthens with the rays of the sun

Whilst Copacabana nestles quietly into a comfortable space happily lagging

Behind the big city stresses and the worries of the world beyond