The Poems of David Garlick
I’m a little gray cat and I love big Tom, who lives in the house next door. If I sit on the fence I can see him, sunning himself on the floor. He probably thinks I don’t see him but I do and love what I see. His orange coat and clean white […]
A tooth was loose within my head. If prodded or pulled, some times it bled. It’ll make good bait, when I go to bed. For I want to snare the Tooth Fairy. Why the Tooth Fairy? I hear you say. She leaves us a coin, for the tooth to pay. And it would be […]
The house is hot in Summer time. South windows catching all the sun and far below, the glassy sea is patterned with a currents flow. Our garden hums with many sounds, a buzzing bee, the whir of wings. The chatter of a cool lawn spray and leaves that rustle in a breeze. Waves of […]
It is only April after all. Rains swamp thoughts of spring. Yet plants and birds and bees and butterflies, burst forth in leaf or song or drunken flight. So when the sun breaks through the lowering clouds it’s golden rays, like spot lights on a stage. We know, who wait in patience here below, […]