The Poems of David Garlick
The shelves of this world are ladened with imperfect cups! Some with broken handles, others chipped, even cracked. But once filled with a lively conversation soup and held in your hand, they will sooth your soul and warm the cockles of your heart. David Garlick, Sidney, August, 2001
Summer winds and friends. Warm word breezes softly stir. Thoughts shared, lives enriched. David Garlick
Bougainvillea. Brilliant on an old wall. A pleasure to all. Winter is not sad. Soon spring will bring bright flowers. Hold them in your heart. David Garlick Two Haiku for Uki and John Miller at the time of receiving Uki’s letter about the return of her OT cancer. We […]
Two Loons silver sea. Speckled as a pebble beach. Ancient bird, fresh scene. David Garlick