Archive for November, 1984


Monday, November 12th, 1984

Alcohol and love bring me down
to where passion and being merge.

Feelings like touches caress me
and I am deep in the heart.

I am feeling, I am love,
there is no other feeling.

There is just love
there is just feeling.

12 Nov 84

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —


Tuesday, November 27th, 1984

There’s something here with Lise.
Perceptions cast against the backdrops
of our agings and experiences
mourning patience against the morning light
Warm smiles that have seen much
shared stories of families and our lives.
The flicker of low fires against the wind.
Honesties and compassion
realisms and understandings
born of the child’s long passage
thru the others and our years
no longer preparing to conquer the world
but still deeply pressed into living it.

27 Nov 84

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —


Wednesday, November 28th, 1984

Balance, the poised and easy flexing
to meet experience as it comes
Tai Chi on the high seas
while the lightening rips.

No fear to act, none to wait,
each as appropriate.

Will to avoid the ocean of error
least you never hear
the thunder’s laughter.

28 Nov 84

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —