The Poems of David Garlick
Let us, in our hearts and minds reach out for the meaning of love. Love, despite the dictionary, is an emotion, a force. Mating may be accomplished without love in fact hate, fear or revenge may be a motive, as in rape. How then, is mating said to be making love? Certainly mating, while […]
Even in the darkness of despair, love waits like a jewel, for that first ray of light or love, to awaken it’s facets in a blaze of glory. David. Garlick, Victoria, Summer 1983
You were always loved, my forbidden child. Never far from my thoughts, etched into my grieving heart. The ache that flooded me with seas of tears could never drown my sorrow, nor wash away my sense of loss. Now you are found again. Knowing that you are safe, fills me with thankfulness and my […]
I love the pungent scent of sun drenched pines. Bell sounds uttered by mountain stream. Soaring eagle holding up the sky. Fleeting glimpse of marmot, mink or goat. I thrill to vicious tug of taken lure. Lift of sagging sails to quickened breeze. The set of edges, carving out a turn. Peace of camp […]