The Poems of David Garlick
Like rain that drips from leaf to leaf, descending on a scale to mother earth’s bass waves of sound. Catching each drop, each note lovingly, to give it back in delicate mist, shrouding the trees. A mystery, a slowly ascending phrase; music to the senses, nature alive. A breeze sways a branch, a cascade of […]
She came to sit on my lap. She does not always do this but today she wanted to. She is a very independent creature. Her name is Penny. She is an indoor out door cat. She pleases herself, very dignified. Recently she has had a haircut, It is called a Lion cut. Her fur became […]
Near our home there is a magic lake. Not a big lake but a very pretty one. Two lakes really but once it was one, I think. More like large ponds set among aspen trees, willow, popular, birch, evergreens and bushes of blackberry, salmon berry, Huckleberry and red current, offering a snack or a bucket […]
At the helm engine humming underfoot. There is on need of words. The conversation is between River and me. Reeds do not bow in deference but in greeting. Silent but fluent in sign language. Weeping Willow waterfalls. Branches reach out to touch. Flowers shout their colours, from frothy banks. Huge leafed Rhubarb offers […]