The Poems of David Garlick
To some a clarity of mind. To some the sense from whence the wind. To some to draw, to paint, to carve. Each a skill we can hone or lose. Each is a gift but it’s not free. For it must be accounted for. If all we do is ride along, forgetting the […]
When I think of Kashmir the lakes come back to me. Warm water and Mogul gardens, set out with symmetry. Lotus blossoms in pink and white, Kingfishers in feathered show. Dragonflies that dart in flight, mountain tops dusted in snow. Tiny island, Char Chunar, in the center of Dhal Lake. Memories of small […]
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. […]
My son is not another me. He stands alone to find his place. If he has guts and drive to spare, his niche in life will wait for him. It’s not for me to say which way but only to guide if I am sure. Not sure of what I want for him […]