The Poems of David Garlick
Well done you painter of gentle dreams, kind thoughts and pleasant memories. The scent of cherry blossom and ancient parchment rolled against time – safe guarding smiles and private ideas. The crinkle of an eye, the laughter lines. Hair that blooms white in winter’s years. Gentle flashes of humor. Sharp word darts that may […]
I was cold. Your hospitable service warmed me. I was thirsty. Your Sake nearly quenched it ! I was hungry. Your tasty food filled me. I was tired. Your fine music revived me. Thank you for welcoming a stranger. David Garlick, Tokyo, March, 1992
The gift of love shared. A new love so joyous that you feel it can be shared – with the whole world – without diminishing it. The echo, like a call in the mountains. continues to sing in your heart. It reaches out and we hug it to ours . Thank you for sharing […]
Today, after a long dry spell it rained. Yesterday we painted the South side of the house. It was hard work but worth it. Here are a few thoughts and smiles. No funny poems waiting to spill laughter. Just some Haiku. Question. Is it wrong to accept a compliment? Personally having done nothing […]