The Poems of David Garlick
All the horrors of ageing, all the softness of time. All the love lines of living, all the furrows of growth. All the memories of youth all the years we have loved. All the work we have done, all the fine children raised. All the animals nurtured, All the plants […]
I met her in the summer time and like a summer flower. She filled the room with colour, to brighten up an hour. We laughed and talked together in her salty sailors tongue. That first hour was a pleasure of a friendship just begun. Till now the autumn of our lives. When […]
The Bittern bit a bit of bitter bread. But bitter Bitterns can’t bite they peck. A Bittern bird can bite bread by beaking it, but a beak can’t bite it, though it can break it. Broken bits can be pecked by a beak. Bitten bits, broken by the Bittern’s beak, can be bitter to the […]
Have you ever cuddled a Kangaroo, or waltzed with a Wallaby? Have you caught a Koala napping or seen a Possum asleep in a tree? Have you heard a Currawong warble, as the sun comes over the hill? Or seen the pink and gray Galah, as they wing overhead, it’s a thrill. Have you […]