The Poems of David Garlick
Dear Peter bless you. Bless the time you gave to others. Bless your hand, stretched out to help. Bless your eyes, that saw the troubled. Bless your words, that eased a sorrow. Bless your thoughts and timely actions. Bless your humor, always ready. Bless your heart, the love you gave. Bless your life, we […]
To all of you who thought of me a lying on my back. In a quiet hospital laid low, with a stupid heart attack. A very grateful “Thank you” from the bottom of my heart. Which is okay the doctors say. the fault’s in the top part. David Garlick, Victoria, May 1986
He sat, dark, on low stone steps; buried in black shadow, unmoving. Only his staring, blank eyes gathered light thrown by glinting, gaudy gifts. The blare of music did not jar his ears. He was as a “black hole” on a step in a market full of noise and laughter; soaking up what was […]
There is no end to a mother’s love. There are no sanctions on generosity of spirit. There are no measures for sharing love. There is no gauge for doing your best. There is always forgiveness for those who ask. There is no better peace than in understanding. There is no finer pleasure than sharing. There […]