Seven days of seven Haiku a day – Day 5

Written in Devon,

and so likely to be poor,

away from my home.


However, I try;

then I give up, try once more;

before giving up.


And starting again;

which did catch me by surprise,

brought tears to my eyes.


So, at four words in,

can you tell the difference

or is it the same?


West of the Tamar

there lays a strange, hidden, land

where all is ajar.


People talk weirdly

with voices not understood

by the best of us.


I think it has failed,

this attempt to Devon write

like everything’s well.

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