"If you're feeling sad, just remember that the world is over four billion years old and yet you managed to exist at the same time as David Bowie."

In the Apple Market
Your south London twang,
Accompanied the many undulations
Of time.

Your wild androgyny
Mirrored the mirror
Of yourself

David Bowie, name bought off the shelf.
Now, skimming  the water
Of childhood,
Like a dog shaking off rain,
Your progress accelerated through to
The changeling of the New York years.

You lit up, spot-lighted,
An iridescence of sound
Ziggy!
Your songs were the water
I needed.
Your terse verse
Spreading underground:
Watering imaginations,
Forming rainbows above.
Baker Street, during the long hot summer of 1976

We thought it would never end
But you knew differently
Ashes to ashes
Dust to dust
Before the silver cord was broken
Before the golden bowl crushed.