The Poems of David Garlick
A house is a place to live in. Made joyful with the laughter of children, It becomes a home. A door opens its arms in welcome. Let it speak quietly. Windows, house eyes. Open them; let the air in and the laughter out. A garden, a place of wonder, where flowers sing and insects […]
A Wasp is a Wasp. A Bee is a Bee. The difference is really quite easy to see. For a Wasp is more streamlined, while we Bees are quite plump. Wasps attack you for fun, while we promise we wont. Wasps are a nuisance, they wont go away. Once one has arrived soon more […]
Fleas in the carpet. Cats on the floor. Ants in the bathroom. Dogs at the door. Snakes in the garden. Bees in the air. Birds in the branches. Raccoon in its lair. Carp in the fish pond. Frogs in the grass. Spiders in the undergrowth. Worms on the path. Beetles a scurrying. […]
Happy thoughts, like balloons in a park; weightless, in a vendors hand. Children reach; bright clowns fill their eyes. Tears flow when strings escape tiny hands. Stone arches, back spring round a Zocalo, making cool places to eat and drink. A hiding place from the fierce sun but not from vendors, eager as flies. […]