The Poems of David Garlick
I have spent many hours, reading with awe, to hear deep in my mind, the rolling words, the gifts of those who share their lucid thoughts with us. I reach out to hold one of these pure lines, if only for a moment in my heart. A spark, a jewel, caught in eager hands, just […]
Early light, gray-green smells. Spruce leaf drips and spider jewels. Moss and toadstool, orange caps, crowns of fern, lichened rocks High on hill where I wait, watching smoke spiral, wafting, from the cottage far below. Hear me, hear me human one in your lair by the stream. Listen for my quiet calling, drifting, drifting […]
I stood outside an old tin shed, there was no other person there. Though evidence lay all around of people who had once lived here. Into the shed by leaning door I stooped to see what I could find greeted by wind and banging roof, a creaking door and singing wire. Through broken, dirty […]
What a wondrous idea! What a great goal! What a prize to work towards! What a gift to pass on? “Ah, now there’s the rub.” For in giving it too freely, to those who have not sought the shade and responsibilities, it may fester in neglect, to perish in greed. For you cannot […]