The Poems of David Garlick
My Max, a very special friend; among so many we have known. Who radiates a vibrant joy that adds more colour to our home. She is a fragrant Fleur-de -Lis and all her Gallic ancestry, wells up in kindness and in love, to spill like Champagne from her eyes. How can, we in […]
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 […]
I stood upon a golden hill, rolling land sparsely treed. A lake smooth as tinted silk reflected all that I could see. So still the lake but in my mind I see the Paddle Wheeler’s wake and on its decks bold people stand, beside the trade goods, piled high. This was their only highway […]
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 […]