"You
Can Never Go Home Again"
Poetry by Michael F. Nyiri
July 11, 2005 4:00 p.m. pdt
Memories, sadly, are all
that remain
As an exhuberant life swirls down the drain
Singing party songs and dirges, verse and refrain
"You can never go home again."
Home was a house where a
childhood was spent
Upon a hill overlooking the roadway out of town
The street now is gone, and the memories get sent
Into oblivion when thrown on the ground.
Bulldozers have no heartbeat
As they destroy the realities of youth
And after years pass, muddied the street
And lies surely replace what was once truth
Memories, sadly, melt in
the sand
And the spectre of now lies in a cold hand
Open to possibilities unbound
But the drear echo of memory makes not a sound
Memories, sadly, are all
that remain
When the streetlamps of solace still stain
And you stop singing the songs, and forget the refrain
"You can never go home again"
Poetry
2005
