The Poems of David Garlick
The years like leaves behind a bus go swirling down the road of life. Some flying high like little kites, while others perish ‘neath the wheels. And life’s years too can fly or fade. Some fill the mind with gentle thoughts. Others we push back consciously, in hope that time will heal the […]
Two hearts that beat, counting down the seconds of remaining lives. Held close, pinioned with clinging arms, yet torn apart, not by force but by their parent’s wills. Forbidden sight, forbidden meeting forbidding love, for all time. Thus standing in a last farewell, sob shaken, pearled with tears, they parted. He standing still in […]
Sad little people on the doorstep advocating their word of god; the Bible as a lever. Pressuring with words, however sincere, that somehow lacking meaning. How many martyrs? How many have died “for their own good?” How many caught in cross fires? How many as an excuse? How many as an expediency? How […]
Que precio pagamos por lagrimas no deramadas. La sequia priva el rio de la vida. Exponiendo su esqueleto de roca. El alma del pescado muere y arboles de palabra marchitan. Dejad lagrimas llenar la forma del rio. Dandole a este redondes que llora. Risas reprimidas, risas y gritos de jubilo. Arboles gordos beben y […]