Turkish Delight
Along with ‘In Instanbul‘ this poem celebrates memories of happy days spent in Turkey earlier this year. The poem bounces off the sensual pleasures of Turkish Delight.
Turkish Delight
Soft and juicy,
Jelly so nice,
Encrusted in nuts,
Flavoured with spice.
Rosewater and nectars,
For colour and taste,
The flavours and memories,
I will not waste.
It’s part of the nourishment
The country gave to me,
The warm and the friendly,
The people of Turkey.
Simon C.J. Falk 1 July 2016
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