The Poems of David Garlick
Two hearts that beat, counting down the seconds of remaining lives. Held close, pinioned with clinging arms, yet torn apart, not by force but by their parent’s wills. Forbidden sight, forbidden meeting forbidding love, for all time. Thus standing in a last farewell, sob shaken, pearled with tears, they parted. He standing still in […]
Adieu my friends, for I’m away to Mexico but you may travel with me in my mind. I’ll sense you when the sun is warm or in a noisy market place. At peace with me in lofty church or where the breeze makes busy leaves. You’ll join me in a balmy sea where gaudy fish, […]
Leaving alone, an older man, played softly, to himself. Was it just for practice? Perhaps he liked the sound. Or did he play in thanks, a gift for his maker. David Garlick, Vallarta
I’ve found a place where I’m at peace, a place with many friends. With golden sand, seas that chant and palms that clap their hands. The wind blows gently, in my hair and I can be, just me, as flowers bright sing songs of love, “of love?” you say, to me. Yes of […]