A Haiku
Winter depression. Dark clouds, heavy on my soul. Sky weeps rain; wind sighs. David Garlick
Sometimes
Sometimes a man is sorely afraid. Sometimes a man may be beset, tangled in a web of troubles. Smothered by events that overwhelm him. Unable to break free, spirit broken he stops caring and is lost. Sometimes a man leaves the straight path Where, though the way is steep, there is a path […]
A Haiku
Summer by the sea. Seals and humans bask in sun. What is the difference? David Garlick
Race crew
Their boat was pinned against the shore, red spinnaker in lifeless folds and all around the water flat, ten seconds from the finish line. And we, bested in the race so far, approached the line with failing wind. Keeping high hold better speed, reach from the center of the bay. Then as the fluky […]