Robert

Such a black-eyed voice should never have come

from a blue-eyed man, and an Englishman at that.

He loved to sing, and how we loved to listen!

(We were too cool to scream and shout his name.)

 

Such a suit-suave style should never have come

from a fifties lad. Jeans were not his thing.

Pride in his appearance, in his craft

deserved the best, and Marvin was his man.

 

Such a whispered roar should never have come

from Batley, from the loins of Les and Ann

but it hushed and bellowed far beyond the Dales,

Bahamian-beached blonde white-boy lounging louche.

 

Such a Paris day should never have been darkened

by sudden death. A smothered song

lies buried in Lugano. We, in shock,

play album after album. (Music fades.)

First published in Reach

British rock singer Robert Palmer died in Paris on September 26, 2003

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