The Poems of David Garlick
It is only April after all. Rains swamp thoughts of spring. Yet plants and birds and bees and butterflies, burst forth in leaf or song or drunken flight. So when the sun breaks through the lowering clouds it’s golden rays, like spot lights on a stage. We know, who wait in patience here below, […]
In threads of golden gossamer her web hangs in the mornings dew. It glints when sunbeams crest the hill, to blaze like jewels in crowns may shine. And as the warmth of a summer’s day steals these gems our eyes enjoy. She takes her place, at center stage, to wait for some unwary prey. […]
An envelope that cloaks us all, gives us life, holds us safe; the air we breathe, our precious shield. While like a mirror, of our lives, that other orb, that is the eye, reflects the beauty of our home. As our world, in swirls of blue, sails the void of time and space. […]
Have you ever had a slug go squish between your toes, or felt a shell go crunch under your shoe.? Please look a little bit ahead and be more careful where you tread, which may reduce the damage you can do. For after all even a slug has reasons of his own to live […]