The Poems of David Garlick
The old woman said. “I could have been a professional dancer you know.” Every body laughed; she was very old and senile. For me it was tragic sad. A tear squeezed from my eye but no one saw; in the movies. It was tragic sad, it is always sad; when someone realizes that life […]
Remember me with joy, not sadness in your heart. A peal of bells, a happy laugh, a twinkle in the eye! Remember me and smile. For if, I leave you only this. It will return – some of the happiness, that you have given me. Remember me with love. The glow will surely […]
I have a grandpa, a sort of a grandpa. Not really a grandpa, if you know what I mean. He likes to tell stories or read funny poems; changing his voice, which makes it all real. He speaks of nice dragons or wee frightened monsters; sometimes creepy crawlies, mice, slugs or fast snails. He […]
I sat there in the sunshine, waves soothing in my ear. One hand was on the “Down rigger,” the other clasped a beer. gbvvvg Ten salmon lay in ice below. The tide was at the slack. When a tingle ran up through my arm, then came a mighty thwack! I jumped up in an […]