The Poems of David Garlick
Long ago I looked at tiny you. Who are you, I thought? Are you really my grandchild? Are you really part of me? So small, so perfect, so bright, so much an individual. How can this be, so soon? Where did you learn so much? Now you are grown up. An art […]
In hours of need, when all seems lost and troubles mount with crushing force. Remember how our love was born and how it’s grown through many years. Remember happy days we’ve spent, in doing things that we enjoy. And think about the years ahead that will be there for us to share. […]
I’m a little gray cat and I love big Tom, who lives in the house next door. If I sit on the fence I can see him, sunning himself on the floor. He probably thinks I don’t see him but I do and love what I see. His orange coat and clean white […]
Christmas lights in puddles, busy streets, bright lit shop windows, nodding gnomes. Thoughts of home and early happy years – spoilt by the gnawing grind of brittle time, argument, alcohol and senseless hurt. Call through the chilly ether all you want, I cannot hear, my ears are dead to you. For even with nothing […]