The Poems of David Garlick
Spiders have long hairy legs, they come both large and small. I’m not sure why they scare me but I don’t like them at all. They sort of catch you napping, when they hide behind a book or peer at you from underneath the bed. I wish they wouldn’t sneak between the stove and […]
From further up the beach they looked like stranded whales. Closer, I could see their northern pallor’s pinking to the sun. Quivering, hairy bellies and ripe bosoms bursting bikinis. The scent of cheap sun blocks soothing consciences. They almost sizzle, basking in the sun’s violent smile. Hot dogs on concession rollers, waiting for bun […]
I’d like a purple dragon to come and live with me. We could play every morning or paddle in the sea. But if the Purple Dragon turned blue when he was cold. His mother would soon scold him, to say “Do what you’re told!” Breath out your dreaded dragon’s breath and wrap it round […]
Some goals are won. Some goals are dreams. Some dreams are true. Some dreams are thoughts. Some thoughts cause fear. Some thoughts bring love. Some love brings tears. Some love brings life. Some life is work. Some life is play. Some play is lost. Some play for goals. […]