David Bowie Poems - Poems about David Bowie

you went supernova with oddly an oddity about space that tied in with the moon landing and your course was set. you questioned the existence of life on Mars created a persona, and wife the Stardusts sung of the prettiest one. loved the alien illogically were afraid of Americans got high got low crashed the same car many times. ultimately not the chaos but the cancer the chameleon called the changeling...

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I am the master of bedevil, the salt upon the meat I am the cognitive in the incognito who can convincingly repeat Each mood, each move, each song to be replete With authenticity, synchronicity, electricity and beat I am the master of presentation with the prowess of display I am the rendition in the music, the soul, the core to...

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David Bowie hears his own music, so he designs his own clothes. An artist, they say in awe, giving him a wide berth. He cannot be duplicated, but can any of us? I stare at his beauty. Sure he is handsome, but something more. There is a magnificence about him that is not easy to see. He sparkles like his...

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And you think you are fine Till they say they want more And you know you’re not quite right You want to be sure Who would have thought Your world would end As you unwind the string You don’t want to pretend I can’t be who you want me to be My feet are bound to the floor You leave me twisting...

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Suffering always clogged my heart Grim visaged was my soul Eyes dim, shoulders a heavy laden cart Never a day rose, that I felt whole Til an image too close, slashed me awake I braved the plunge, put this rot on paper Felt change trickle, not just therapy fake Now, I gather up my words Not worrying of form or labour And let...

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I wish you peace starry child As you face the final cut Resonating Black Star dust Strumming on gods guitar In touching distance of the gates We're the light your soul awaits Rest in peace Never forgotten Because i know you blew our mind's And left us in uncertain times...

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A DIFFERENT EYE (When I Think of David Bowie) When I think of David Bowie, every song he sung was showy. He was sinewy, not doughy, cause the white stuff was so blowy. Yet his music was amazing, and the concepts were so blazing. He could sing and act while crazing, in the phantom vision's mazing. Bowie,...

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Dreary death comes with fatal style, A glimpse forlorn as light goes out; View confronts sum in weary smile, Imprint now torn with scream and shout; Dust to dust then moans passage home. Boost message clear but not of fear, Orphaned just when old soul once roamed; Wrong or right here yet cling to cheer, Instruct grim times upon the way; Exhume vain pains...

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This idol, this man holds a place in my heart. He speaks of Ziggy Star Dust and Major Tom, so I don't know were to start. He played as a king of a goblin land. Watching and listening to him makes me crumble like sand. David Bowie s melodies and performances are genuinely an art....

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