The Poems of David Garlick
Ring bells ring. Call the sun to greet this happy morning. Breezes in budding trees echo notes; thought lost to our ears. Thanks for your stirring sounds, Phoenix of furnace and mold; now reborn to greet two thousand years of love. People, along paths, like notes on a staff, bob and gather in accord. We […]
Through a life there will be many pleasant places and happy memories. There will also be moments of sorrow, moments of loss and moments of understanding. Life is a journey from a beginning to an end. Every journey has days of rain or sunshine. On our journey there will be good and bad. There will […]
He was a wicked charmer, gray beard and looks aloof. His mouth seemed to be smiling as he pawed with cloven hoof. Who knows what artful visions were conjured in his mind. Behind the piercing scrutiny he leveled at mankind. He fed on living salad; herb garden at his ken and quietly ruminated on […]
However old we become, we were once a baby. However strong, once a child. However wise, once ignorant. However learned, once illiterate. However beautiful, once wrinkled. However rich, once poor. However powerful, once impotent. However skillful, once clumsy. However unworthy, always loved by someone. David Garlick, Victoria, July, 1996