The Poems of David Garlick
You were always loved, my forbidden child. Never far from my thoughts, etched into my grieving heart. The ache that flooded me with seas of tears could never drown my sorrow, nor wash away my sense of loss. Now you are found again. Knowing that you are safe, fills me with thankfulness and my […]
The waves are calling me, their voices gruff and lonely. Their rolling chorus speaks of far away, of icy rivers and the swells that sweep the oceans roundly. They call that ancient part of me that I know not but which is strong as tides pulled by the moon. I hear the music of […]
Yesterday I heard butterflies laugh, as they spiraled in the sun, wafted by breeze or mood. Wings russet and iridescent green, blue flashed in a tangle of colour. A duet of flight and merriment to the music of rasping grass stems and seed castanets, rattling in dry pods. Cricket bowed his leg fiddle, a […]
¿Adonde vas? old man. Sun is still behind the hill. The rooster has not spoken. I walk away from sleep and all the ghosts that haunt there. I leave them in their dark to, seek the light. Pero, ¿porqué vas? There is no need to journey. She will make bread and you […]