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.
Graeme Sandford 