The Poems of David Garlick
Mud flew from cleated boots kicked against a granite rock. Gravel chattered underfoot. A wrought iron latch clacked a welcome. Pushed open, the weathered door vented mist, shouting into cold nostrils, of damp flag stones and panting dogs. The moist pub fug reached out, to warm chills; singing of beer and meat pies. […]
The Tyrannosaurus Rex, was the Dinosaurs King. His mouth was full of terrible teeth and he’d eat most anything. Now the ancient Rule of the Jungle is part of natures plan, Animals will eat animals, right down to modern man. Rex went looking for lunch one day, down a jungle trail. He happened upon […]
Snowflakes melt and join. Two young people pledge their love. Parents are happy. David Garlick, Victoria, December 1995 Written for Bob and Yasuko, when they decided to tie the knot.
So why do you weep, my Indian maid, where the mountains rise from the sea. Where the Eagle soars and the Salmon leaps and the waves and the winds blow free? I weep for a part of me that’s lost, I weep for the wide Prairies. I weep for the sky that is domed and […]