Michael Walker

Veteran Poet - 1,608 Points (July 15,1990 / Omaha)

Davy Jones Is Dead: In Memory Of David Bowie - Poem by Michael Walker

Space sailors float from station to station,
As apostles of androgyny,
But such a voyage proves no vacation,
In the search for the cosmogony.

The duke and duchess dance on silver screens,
And with cocaine do they abuse the muse,
To sing songs haunting even demons' dreams
And to confuse and use the souls in pews.

The day has come, and Davy Jones is dead!
His mother could not mix the elixir.
'May God's love be with you' is what he said,
In our culture forever a fixture.

Could he be a man who lost his soul?
His bride is black, but she is beautiful.

Topic(s) of this poem: music

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 15, 2016

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 16, 2016

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