The Poems of David Garlick
I saw her run today. Long legs, hair blowing free. The crowd drummed the sun filled stands and rose in noisy unison to greet her flowing stride. What pride in one we hardly know. What thrill to cheer her on. What joy to see her run so well. What tears that spill to […]
All the horrors of ageing, all the softness of time. All the love lines of living, all the furrows of growth. All the memories of youth all the years we have loved. All the work we have done, all the fine children raised. All the animals nurtured, All the plants […]
My dear friend, is failing fast before my eyes. Yet I am powerless to help him in his hour of agony. Now, though but a zephyr of©© that once full gale of zest and fun. I see deep in his dying eyes the humor and his love of life. Then why, must […]
He sat across from me, sunlight glinting in his beard. A show of gold in a miner’s pan. A flash of excitement in a graveled day! But Guy is no miner. Not for gold anyway. Perhaps for words, words that flowed easily, like a large river, not as a mountain stream. Words […]