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1980-04-01 Aprils fool

Dennis — Tue, 01 Apr 1980 08:00:00 +0000

April’s fool

Hard running … flat out working
on a Maya high
lost in the computer’s labyrinth logic

Making it work … for some ego trip?
for the joy of creation
for the passage of unconscious time … ?

Virginia, Washington D.C., Portland, Maine, and Quebec
Rose and Christopher
Work’s cresendo … time’s almost inaudible
laughter.

gallagher
1 Apr 80

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1980-10-13

Dennis — Mon, 13 Oct 1980 08:02:00 +0000

I must have been happy these months
I’ve not picked up a pen to write
more than 2 or 3 times

Christopher has been born,
I’ve bought a condo in Capistrano,
I’m getting a computer of my own,
and I’m staying right physically
and Rose, … Rose has been Rose for me

A baby … now I know how to love a baby!!!
Baby smiles are simpler than trust
just as touching a baby
is more than being careful

I used to think babys were too simple
to be interesting
but I don’t think so anymore
and I don’t care why
Christopher, … just smile for me.

gallagher
10-13-80

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1980-12-01

Dennis — Mon, 01 Dec 1980 08:00:00 +0000

What a pang I got when Rose and my children left tonight
the long freeway drive…so much of me in one place.

They all become more dear to me each day
Danny’s age and intelligence make him a companion and a friend
as well as my blood kin and my son.
and Chris … Chris’ baby learnings, his baby smiles charm me
until I start mooning and babytalking at him
like any supermarket momma, oblivious to those around me.

And Rose. What can be said about Rose?…

That she’s so much a part of my life
that I can no more paint her in words
than imagine my life without her.

She is my other half, without which
I would probably be some wary emotional cripple in this life
she has built my capacity to love from nothing
and given me the confidence to express my manhood
and the emotional security to excel at my work
but mostly she has given texture and depth
to my life with her sincerity
without which, love, my most basic need,
could only twist frustrated.

Rock of Love, she, no empty designer jeans manikin here
the sincerity of her love for me
and the quality of life it gives me are One.

Rose.

gallagher
12-01-80

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1981-04-11

Dennis — Sat, 11 Apr 1981 08:00:00 +0000

I hope this life sustains Rose.
This one of coming and going
this love for a week and then
wait for two.

I think of Chris and I’m always
amazed at my thoughts
small person with eyes
of such potential and trust

Loving Danny grew on me
like the ivy that overcame the church
but Chris has been a storm
ever since Rose and I gave him his life.

I hope she holds on
all my life, or hers.
Its the only feeling I have
that runs deeper
than the joy of living
and its pleasures
amen.

I’ve been so reckless with it
and I’ve been so lucky.

gallagher
11 apr 1981
Vancouver, B.C.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1982-10-08 My Sons

Dennis — Fri, 08 Oct 1982 08:00:00 +0000

My Sons

My sons a man could be proud of
they say something of the best of Rose and I
with a cut and line, a form
that my eye never fails to fall on, pleased.

Danny, the sensitive blond and popular artist of us
how well he’s formed thru the caldron
of our marriage years and evolutions

The man begins to show in him
as firm and as deep as I could wish it
and I want to stand back and applaud
and give him room and respect to grow in

And Chris, blocky intense little Chris
affectionate and secure, pushy and proud
his potential and promise fill him with presence
he radiates ‘I am a good boy’, without any doubts

My sons
they make me prouder than anything else
I’ve ever done.

10-08-82

Vancouver, B.C.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1983-03-12 For Chris

Dennis — Sat, 12 Mar 1983 08:04:00 +0000

For Chris

Chris’ small shoes

He says, ‘Read my book, Daddy.’.

Hold me, tickle me….

Where else have I seen

those child’s eyes?

1913, 1930, 1950, …

He’s so precious

the moment so brief

I want to cry and read him

his book

before we all become photographs

God, life is beautiful

and so short

and we are such utter fools

in the midst of it most times.

12 Mar 1983
San Juan Capistrano

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1983-03-12 For Chris

Dennis — Sat, 12 Mar 1983 08:04:00 +0000

For Chris

Chris’ small shoes
He says, ‘Read my book, Daddy.’.
Hold me, tickle me….
Where else have I seen
those child’s eyes?
1913, 1930, 1950, …

He’s so precious
the moment so brief
I want to cry and read him
his book
before we all become photographs

God, life is beautiful
and so short
and we are such utter fools
in the midst of it most times.

12 Mar 1983
San Juan Capistrano

1983-09-13

Dennis — Tue, 13 Sep 1983 08:00:00 +0000

Patterns seem to be forming
and I begin to fear War
I read ‘The Clowns of God’ by Morris
and now the real Pope announces
that he feels War more immanent
because of the rising cries for peace.

And some where in the last few days
I read that someone (the Pope?)
feels we’re leaving the ‘post-war period’
and entering a ‘pre-war period’.

In Beruit 28 men out of 90 survived
a hand to hand attack with hatchets
and, then, the Korean flight, 007,
was shot down this last week.

The faces of Danny and Chris swim before my eyes
against the back drop of nuclear conflict
and the inescapability of Los Angeles
in wartime.

The only thing that comes to mind
when I try to imagine War as not inevitable
is the sheer stupidity of it.
But, somehow, that seems small defense
in the world of ever lessening resources
and ever growing competition for them.

Children, families, neighborhoods, blood lines
toys, momentos, health, life, and life works
are all irrevocably torn asunder by War …

Where will I hide a little boy
who says, ‘Daddy, I love you, so much.’

and hugs me with such simple trust…?

gallagher
13 September 83 – Irvine, CA

1983-11-03 LAX and Chris

Dennis — Thu, 03 Nov 1983 08:00:00 +0000

LAX and Chris

Little people holding big people’s hands
hands wading through a sea of faces…
so vulnerable, so precious.

I imagine him here
and a cherishing feeling sweeps through me.

gallagher
03 nov 83
– on my way to Vancouver

1983-11-03 LAX and Chris

Dennis — Thu, 03 Nov 1983 08:00:00 +0000

LAX and Chris

Little people holding big people’s hands
hands wading through a sea of faces…
so vulnerable, so precious.

I imagine him here
and a cherishing feeling sweeps through me.

gallagher
03 nov 83
– on my way to Vancouver