This is not really a poem, it's a farewell to someone I never met, but who has filled the greater part of my life with music (not for the masses, not for everyone, though for every one).Dear Friends,
Kevin died on Thursday morning,
2nd December 2004.
The divine service - last party - takes place on Monday, 13th December 2004, at 12.30 h,
Friedenskirche, Am Palmplatz, Nürnberg, Germany
The funeral takes place on Monday,
13th December 2004, at 14.00 h,
St. Johannis Friedhof, Nürnberg, Germany
Kevin's homepage
A very sadTom wrote:Requiem for Kevin Coyne
From early days
I knew your voice
and from your voice I learned
to find the beauty in extremes
and in a madman's weird smile
the real world, a pretty park.
The cold clay is now
depressing your body
in Nuremberg. I feel
a different cold inside. The dogs
are barking strangely
tonight on Pretty Park.
I know if ever I come
to Nuremberg I'll try
to see your grave.
If I should find it
I will cry, if not
I'll put some roses in your room.
Pretty Park and Roses in your room are songs written and inimitably performed by Kevin.
Tom