A Haiku

  Nature our teacher. Lessons to survive this life. At our mothers knee. David Garlick

To An Unknown Poet, In Thanks

The other night his moving words flowed from a TV set that flickered jerky scenes of war, so terrible, that it was thought that this must be the war to end all wars. They overwhelmed my numbed minds feeble strength, as clouds of gas borne by a morning breeze would roll in waves across as […]

A Haiku

Winter depression. Dark clouds, heavy on my soul. Sky weeps rain; wind sighs.     David Garlick  

Sometimes

Sometimes a man is sorely afraid.   Sometimes a man may be beset, tangled in a web of troubles. Smothered by events that overwhelm him. Unable to break free, spirit broken he stops caring and is lost.   Sometimes a man leaves the straight path Where, though the way is steep, there is a path […]