The Poems of David Garlick
It is only April after all. Rains swamp thoughts of spring. Yet plants and birds and bees and butterflies, burst forth in leaf or song or drunken flight. So when the sun breaks through the lowering clouds it’s golden rays, like spot lights on a stage. We know, who wait in patience here below, […]
Beautiful she was but not as eyes would see. Few there were who glanced her way or turned to watch her walk. Beautiful she was but not the cloths she wore. She hid herself in shapeless dress but still her light shone through. Beautiful she was, it showed in gentle moves. She […]
Her hair was set in fiber glass, as she read the evening news. She raised her brows, lowered her lids to under score her views. Head turned and nodded, preened and pecked; I’m sure I never heard a word, as I watched the evening news. It fascinated me to see the facile movement of […]
An envelope that cloaks us all, gives us life, holds us safe; the air we breathe, our precious shield. While like a mirror, of our lives, that other orb, that is the eye, reflects the beauty of our home. As our world, in swirls of blue, sails the void of time and space. […]