The Poems of David Garlick
How hard it is to let them grow, from boisterous childhood to surly youth. From cute and clean, to teen revolt. From children, to budding adulthood. How hard it is. How hard it is to let them go. Like ghosts the memories of tiny feet, shrill voices and waterfalls of laughter – […]
I knew a man and now he is gone. I did not know him well; just at bowls. He seemed kind, a cheerful happy man. I liked him but I did not really know him. One day I heard he was dying of cancer. I did not visit him; he had many friends, why […]
May the Great Spirit that guides the destiny of all, bless us and those who have worked so diligently to produce this feast. May it give us the strength to oppose the dragons of avarice and greed. The wisdom to tread the narrow path of ethical behavior. And may the warm winds of brotherly […]
They call me the drummer. I’m held in a prison. Though the day, I know, will soon come. The door will creek open, they’ll take me out. And I shall die to the beat of a drum. The crime I’ve committed is hardly a new one. “My songs are unlawful.” They lie. I sing […]