Dave Alway aka tnatj

On livejournal this morning, see the tracks, with tears still wet,
Where the passing of Dave Alway swept across a grieving net.
Its not until his thread is cut we see how deep it dives,
How completely it was woven in the fabric of our lives.

Our quiet, gentle giant, Dave made filk, at least for me
Sweeter, like a spoon of amber honey in my tea.
Like a cup of rich hot chocolate, so comforting to hold
Whose warmth we take for granted till we find the cup is cold.

We remember art and wordplay, buttons, jokes and poetry,
How he always pushed the envelope of all that filk might be;
David's chair is empty yet we feel his spirit rise,
Where "parody is waiting with a giggle in her eyes."

My sincere condolences to his brothers, Peter peteralway and Robert bigbumble and to the rest of his family and friends.

I don't have any pictures of Dave, but I do have a couple of mp3s if people are interested.