The Poems of David Garlick
I’ll miss my friend, a gentle man. A Hard Rock miner, tall and strong. The North shone in his piercing eyes and laughter played around his lips. But now he’s gone, he was not young and soon we all must follow him. Still we could wish that he had stayed a while longer in […]
Dear Peter bless you. Bless the time you gave to others. Bless your hand, stretched out to help. Bless your eyes, that saw the troubled. Bless your words, that eased a sorrow. Bless your thoughts and timely actions. Bless your humor, always ready. Bless your heart, the love you gave. Bless your life, we […]
A tree on a hill. Not on the crest, just on the side. There are many other trees higher up, lower down. I will never be a huge tree; just a tree! A breeze wafts, my leaves flutter. A wind blows, my branches move and my leaves speak. A gale blasts and my […]
“It’s not late,” she said, at three am! Lets try one more place, to hear the Mariachis play another song. Another song of home and love. Another song to sting an eye. Another song of love that’s lost then found again; as time goes by. She sat there, bright eyes all aglow. Living with us […]