The Poems of David Garlick
Burdened with groceries we crossed the road. Look right, look right, the traffic comes from there. And then a waif, in tears. “Come quick, come quick,” he said. “Me mum ‘as ‘ad a fit. She’s a laying over there.” We ran, there she was, down on the ground, shaking, out for the count, an […]
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 […]
Some hold Mother In Laws in dread but mine’s a perfect dear. For Margaret is more of a friend, than someone I should fear. No, mines a special lady and it gives me joy to tell, of a wonderful Welsh woman that I love so very well. Where other mothers nag and […]
I strolled the Malecon, by myself but not alone. A warm evening, palms talked and all around people laughed. The sun set in a blast of red leaving the clouds bleeding. Happy with life I waved at the balloon man and smiled. Then I heard music, dance music. The music of the true […]