Don’t go in
they said.
There are stingers
they said
and bull sharks
and, occasionally,
a lost crocodile.
Don’t go in,
they repeated
or you will die.
But, feeling rebellious,
I slipped off my shoes
crossed the gritty sand
and poked my brave brave toes
into the warm water.
Then, emboldened,
I crossed the road
and swam
in the hotel pool.
(Sally Murphy, 2014)
I love this poem, Sally. Funny and clever. 🙂
Thanks Sheryl. And I love Townsville, your hometown 🙂