Everyone has their story ,,,

Patsy sipped her tea -

She smiled her lazy gentle smile -

Our farm is not far from The Giant she said -

I'm American -

My dad guarded vegetable barrows in New York -

I'm out of it all -

People try, you know - they try and place me -

We had a boy from Tinkers Bubble, to help out on the farm - 

He built himself a bender -

I often think of him, when I walk round the farm, the boy and his dog, Brake -

The marineros were coiling ropes -

The sea was a deepening dreamy blue -

Patsy put down her cup -

I believe everyone has their story she said -


May 2019

On board East Meets West
Off the Lycian Coast of Turkey