Portugal - Porto

Rubbly
Scrubby

Fires burning
Scorched bush land

Vines and fruit trees
More vines and grapes

Narrow street to old town pot.
Porto.
Tiles on walls.

Boats on water
Smells of fish and portish stuff.

Grand hotel and cup of tea.
All tired now so stop and look.

Bright colours
Brown skin
Motley and mixed and all over.

Cafes all the same along the wall.
Stalls the same with
Hats and shawls
 The lights are on
The yellow sun
lights up the sides and glass and boats

The songs are heard
Above them all..
we hover like the birds that caw.