The Poems of David Garlick
I love a woman strong and true, who gives her love without reserve. She stands beside me, right or wrong and helps when feeble plans go sour. Our years together seem so short. Yet all my real life she’s been there. To play, to share, to love and bear, the episodes of married […]
Christmas lights in puddles, busy streets, bright lit shop windows, nodding gnomes. Thoughts of home and early happy years – spoilt by the gnawing grind of brittle time, argument, alcohol and senseless hurt. Call through the chilly ether all you want, I cannot hear, my ears are dead to you. For even with nothing […]
I do not know this man at all but to acclaim his fame and skill. Yet somehow in my heart I feel that we would find a common bond. In love of form and texture strong. Of winds that fill, to shape a sail. The sound of waves against the hull And wheeling Sea […]
I hear the sound of wind in trees. Leaves rattle and talk to the night. Soon they will fall, harvest of gold. Rain on the roof, what does it say? Drum beats in a forest, words for me? A flurry of tears, voice in the dark. Soon snow will whisper soft sounds. […]