The Poems of David Garlick
I did not know that I was once omnipotent ! Strange as it seems, my daughter told me it was so. I never dreamed that she or her two brothers would think of me as anything but Dad. And when at last they realized all my faults, my warts, my scars, the things that set […]
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 […]
We are going on holiday soon. Dad is packing the car. He says that we are going to the mountains. He says that we are going camping. Mum has a long list. She ticks all the things on the list. She is worried in case we leave something behind. Dad says. “Don’t worry so […]
I stood in my garden, on a warm summers morning. The flowers were smiling, resting from toil. Red Robin was busy, a snail slowly slithered, as I heard a strange drumming, from freshly turned soil. A ripple a roll then a sort of a bump sound, quite regular really, except for the thump. But […]