The Poems of David Garlick
I woke to hear a tapping noise and then a dreadful groan. A dragging sound, creak of board and then a wheezing moan. All through the night, I lay in dread, sure a specter I would see, come through the wall beside my bed, to scare and haunt poor me. Next morning when the […]
I did not know that I was once omnipotent ! Strange as it seems, my daughter told me it was so. I never dreamed that she or her two brothers would think of me as anything but Dad. And when at last they realized all my faults, my warts, my scars, the things that set […]
And the waves weep. Tears sweep the gleaming sand. Water etches sculptures in the cliffs. We only see the rocks. As the waves weep, our tears drip from our chins. Drops of water wear holes in stone. Are we the waves? And the waves laugh. Their notes like sea gulls rise to nest […]
The Black Locus, Acacia is a flaming beacon of a thousand golden tongues. Each one exploring the breeze, chattering, nudging the wind. A crowd of leaves discussing the Fall colours so rich to the eye. Laughter! The Weeping Willow hangs her head, arms brushing the ground. Still green, her long fingers touch the cobbles. […]