Tag: Cyprus

There is no going back

What makes you feel nostalgic?

It’s hard to feel nostalgic

And to long for what is past.

My life‘s been episodic

And nothing ever lasts.

I do not have a childhood home

One place where I grew up

Too much of it is history

There is no going back.

JHQ Rheindahlen, Germany – once a major army base now derelict.

Former homes abandoned

Or covered with barbed wire

Abandoned Famagusta

A town that time forgot.

Famagusta, Cyprus abandoned following the Turkish invasion.

My father was a soldier

We learned to not look back.

It’s good to be reminded

But bad to have regrets.

There are people who I miss now

Who are no longer here

I think of them with sadness

For the times that we once shared.

We‘ll recreate the times we had

With those still with us now.

The best things from our former life

We‘ll try to carry on.

We‘ll still enjoy the tunes we did

The pictures that we took

But there’s no time for nostalgia

We must live in the now.

A slice of German sausage

Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?

A slice of German sausage

The rind against my tongue

Or a bite of juicy melon

Mediterranean sun.

Tastes and smells that

Take me back

To where we lived when young.

The queue in a German butcher

Unfamiliar smells

A babble of foreign voices

A language we didn’t know.

They’d thinly slice a sausage

To give to us as kids

And to taste it now

Feel the rind on my tongue

Is to go back right away.

But melon takes me to Cyprus

Years we spent in the sun

The juicy blood run melons

We’d eat most every day.

Then I found them boring

Would have preferred a pud

But the taste of a melon

Takes me right back

To the years we spent in the sun.