The Poems of David Garlick
Through a life there will be many pleasant places and happy memories. There will also be moments of sorrow, moments of loss and moments of understanding. Life is a journey from a beginning to an end. Every journey has days of rain or sunshine. On our journey there will be good and bad. There will […]
However old we become, we were once a baby. However strong, once a child. However wise, once ignorant. However learned, once illiterate. However beautiful, once wrinkled. However rich, once poor. However powerful, once impotent. However skillful, once clumsy. However unworthy, always loved by someone. David Garlick, Victoria, July, 1996
Mirror, mirror on the wall; who is the fairest of us all? Whose drawn in cheek, or ruby lips? Whose wide-eyed stare, eye brows eclipse? Then in a moment all is gone. Our aging skin tell what is wrong. It sags away, the pores expose those lines etched deep beside a nose. The sagging neck, […]
As I wander through my garden, the garden of my life. I see the shrubs I planted. I see where weeds grow rife. I see the fragrant flowers, enjoying every one. I see unfinished projects, those things I should have done. I know where plants have flourished. I know where plants have died. Could I […]