SamadhiMuse

                  Some ladies just leave a hole
                     once they’ve passed thru
                  I’ll never free myself
                     from their memories
                  I miss them like a child
                     some level of sanity shock
                  they gave me, I needed it
                     and still do
                  Diane, Carol, Suzanne, Kathy
                     all left me remembering
                        their reality
                  How can I replace
                     Diane’s electric feelings and contradictions
                     or Carol’s intelligence and clear mind
                  or Suzanne’s psychic eyes
                     or Kathy`s poise and efficiency?
                  I want those realities, new or old
                     everything else is a game of forms
                  shock me with depth, life,
                     I’m not afraid to dare, try me.
                                    gallagher
                                    3 mar 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

               Brown eyes I can feel …
               when her eyes meet mine
               my secret smiles begin to burn
               and I can’t remember the last time
               I felt someone so much … without touching
               I smile until I have to break for sanity
               from these brown eyes, so real.
                                 gallagher
                                 18 mar 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

         How many years since I’ve fallen in love…
         our eyes meet and the moment’s electricity
         turns to smiles… smiles we both bear
            amid the echo we both see
         It seems dangerous to be so happy for free
         her company pleases me, regardless of our conversation
         looking at her is pleasure
            touching her is
            and thinking of her is
         Strong and driven
         she’s flying from her past like I.
         I look at her and see someone to match me
                           gallagher
                           18 mar 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                           30 mar 78
      Sudden end of love
         she found us mingled in the aftermath of passion
            and it nearly killed us all
         broken glass, broken bed, broken heart
            when they left
               and left me to clean up
      The moment’s past and I could feel a node
         had gone down
      history resettled, fortunes changed
         and all of who I was altered
            tomorrow’s an unknown again
      Rose likely will not speak to me again
         Kathy left our initial encounter amid flying glass
            and Kim called and departed, unfulfilled
         and, for me, tomorrow waits
            to see what they’ll all make of this
      No help in the morning, my loans are called in
         and some months will be needed to heal us all
            if anything can.
                              gallagher
                              30 mar 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

            Its so different between here and there
               just a dream two memories share
            and I remember from the other place
               that her eyes and lips have pressed my face
            Its not easy to see her here
               amid the phones and the business air
            and sometimes we smile and say nothing much
               its empty and far…so far from touch
            Ah, but I remember where…remember where
            In the soft light I can see her eyes
               looking at mine thru our impassioned highs
            and her pursed lips waiting, dusky soft and square
               like a crushed rose that cries for love’s repair
            Yes, this come to me here, in the office now
               thru this glass wall amid the computer’s howl
            that my soul has touched her’s in flight
               and all these bright hours only await the night.
                                 gallagher
                                 05 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                           For Kathy A.
         Ah lady, so torn and tangled
            I want so to make you smile and laugh
               and to share the secret spaces
                  where the little girl lives inside of you
            but sometimes those deep channels
               of your pain and indecision just run too deep
         Its as if I’m in some crazy Italian movie
            I feel your life and see your pain
               between the hours and cups of coffee
                  and these office walls
            and when you have to push to keep yourself together
               I can feel the struggle too
                  sometimes your phone voice is so professional
               I wonder where you’ve hidden yourself
                  and I ache for someone I know is in there
         I wonder, sometimes, what you would become
            if you were freed to love
               would your concentration then give way
                  to joyous competence
               and would just staying on top
                  become the ride of a lifetime?
         Ah lady, what I feel are my memories and empathy of you
            your brown eyes so full of promise and pain.
               they capture me again and again
                  until I stare … rapt and dumb
               into someone’s soul so torn and lovely at once.
                              gallagher
                              09 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

            She’s so good I want to shout about it.
            all I can hear is my heart telling me about it
            I told her I don’t want to loose what we’ve become
            that I want to win at work and have both …  all.
               and she smiled, like me.
            So we’re done takin chances
            and on solider ground at the same time
            with each other.
                                 gallagher
                                 11 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

         The morning light came shining in when she arrived
         in a white dress she came to breakfast
         into a room so filled with light
         that the moments felt like music
         and the feelings were so clear and bright
         she posed before the window
         and I caressed her face with light
         and shuttered the finer moments
         and we smiled at the camera’s plight
         these crystal and fire moments
         the way the apartment glowed with light
         the looks her brown eyes gave me
         and the word her smooth hands said
         its strange that I’ve come here again
         to where love could knock me down
         but I don’t care, I just love life
         and, for the moment, I can see nothing
         but eyes so brown.
                              gallagher
                              14 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

               Full moon on the rise
                  and Rose riding thru the desert nite
                     and I in the evening’s lite
               Kathy gone to her home
                  and I’m alone
                     what is real?
               I wish her luck across the desert waste
                  and I’m sorry for the pain I give her
                     and, Kathy, so mixed up
                        leaves me confused as ever.
                                 gallagher
                                 apr 21, 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

               These days are passing now
               wine and dreams…
               Kathy and her life and mine
               what’s to be said for her dreams
                  or mine.
               Does it mean anything, …we’ve touched…
               that I’ve shared her mind and body and hours
               I feel our time and our changings
                  she’s getting more real
               the ground begins to show beneath it all
               She’s riding on the edge of something bad
               her life and her health are
                  thinner than the wind
               And I can feel her there
               her eyes that haunt me so
               and the feelings in her life
               Its like dust…it could blow away
               and I wonder what it means
                  or what to say….
                                 gallagher
                                 30 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

      Cast in confusion, the afternoon’s illusion
         gives way to the rest of my days
      small window in time, this hour and rhythm
         how easily lost our our lives
      Kathy and Rose and Nichols…how it grows
         the afternoon sun warmed over all
      but its an empty gut feel
         its too thin or too real
            and the afternoon cries at my eyes
      Come clearer my life, let me see let me feel
         I need something to hold that is real
      flesh is weak, hearts are frail
         work’s a trap…ego’s jail
            and I’m left with nothing but old Sol
      The bench was warm, the sun felt good
         I’d wanted love but our hearts were wood
      I thought I’d swore
         I’d never need anyone
      The afternoon won’t relent (recant)
         work waits inside though passion’s spent
      but Sol has the answer to my tears,
         let me lie ‘beneath your hand
            press the earth…motherland
               and let it all, let it all, fade away….
                                 gallagher
                                 8 may 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

         Kathy down in Mexico, soaking up the Sun…
         and me here in L.A. with my heart-strings on the run
         the Sun it waxes higher, these days could come undone
         the L.A. heat is killing me and I envy Kathy’s fun.
         All our secrets run together all our questions arn’t for free
         these L.A. tangles have got me as the burning Sun can see
                                    gallagher
                                    14 may 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                  I fell into her eyes, as I always do
                  but her level of candor wasn’t as deep.
                  I love to touch her
                  and I crave her smiling eyes
                  but she rarely speaks from her guts
                  Its considered, its parceled out
                  sometimes its evasive
                  and sometimes its just downright
                  unfelt social politeness
                  I wonder what she thinks she has to lose
                  if she spoke her heart now and changed it
                  in five minutes it would be more real
                  than this tap-dancing to confusion.
                  Nothings sure, nothings certain…
                  so who do we confuse?
                  perhaps she’s me as I was to Beverly
                  maybe I’ve something to learn here.
                                       gallagher
                                       may 17, 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

So empty some mornings, in the aftermath of passion and non-commitments
a sophisticated dance of strangers on high wires
between the honesties and our self-preservations
sometimes, sometimes I wake up wondering …
Kathy’s slumbering passion makes a boy of me at times
but at other times her eyes fail to trust me
and so we pass in and out of the spaces
where we make contact
I said to her that I would melt her down
until she could let me see her soul
and I ache, sometimes, for just how close I’ve passed her
just behind her skin … just behind her eyes.
                        gallagher
                        05-23-78 - about kathy a.
                        long beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                                 KH
         and as we meet … stop my lady … stop
            and give me your eyes and soul for just a moment
         not to hold or promise … but just now, here
            where these moments wait like silver between our eyes
         and time can pass unheeded for the space we look
            release your soul and mine … that we might see
         that the space lives yet between us that lies as potential
            friends and lovers … best of friends … trust and love
               can words capture what I want to share of you?
         you … the most unreachable of my lovers …
            show, buried so deep in your soul,
               the part I want to share
         I’m a fool, perhaps, to pursue you against your will
            but love gambles everything for that something
               so hidden in another
                              gallagher
                              05-30-78 - about kathy a.
                              long beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

      The animal undersides … the essential being …
      the presence … unleashed, beyond words
      the bottom line of another person’s spirit.
      Somewhere west of psychology
      and south of LSD
      and east of Honesty
      and north of Love
      are we … we, when all is said and done
      She’s shown me now, this place in her
      and its much, much more than I would’ve believed.
      Simple Irishman … always jumping in over your head
      I hope you’re up to her friendship, … you asked.
                                 gallagher
                                 6 jun 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

      The lady’s more than I thought … much more
      where she led me breathless thru her smiles
      I now stand amazed at the power of her animal
      She’s good at being a lady and smiling …
      but underneath … underneath she’s a strong woman.
      I asked to be her lover/friend … best friend, even
      and she responded
         by shedding her poise for her natural power
         by shedding her polite remarks for looking at me and seeing
      We played the eyes game of open sharing again
      that I had taught her
         and this time it was I who wavered … lord
      her native power … so well socialized,
      she’s not sure of it as an asset, yet.
      Her shoulds vie against her wants … silent struggle
         beneath her poise and professional demeanor
      Only her brown eyes give her away …
         they rage with potential … and confusion and power
      I hope my ego is up to being her friend
      I’ve found much more than I expected …
         its going to test my power to accept …
            openly, another.
                              gallagher
                              06-06-78 about kathy a.
                              long beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

         Passages where I’m alone and free
         and my skin still tingles from someone’s hands
         poignant time … as I think of her
         how she was here and the hours were removed
         but day breaks and its all new again
         and she’s gone and waiting comes again to me
         I wait for her … her hands and eyes to free me
         from this feeling that alone is less
         I understand now no more of my heart
         I walk down between my feelings grown tall now
         its beyond me to try an figure out now
         I feel … just feel, let it sweep me
         I know I’m looking for love that I can bear
         and that can bear me
         until then … these passages will do
         let’s be real
                              gallagher
                              26 jun 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

            I never knew that I could
            love two women at once
            brown eyes, both…and both Kathys
            each so different in all the tangibles
            and yet, both so essentially real
            in those spaces behind our looks
            and our touches
            Does either of them take from the other?
            I don’t compare…I just feel
            I don’t judge…I just care
            I’m not sure how it will work
            but I’ll continue to love both of them
            Love and life…they get so rich sometimes
            I just want my skin to burst warm
            and radiate thanks in all directions
            thank you, life.
                                 gallagher
                                 29 june 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

            Such an easy day…
               Love showed me the way
               the easy loving and eyes
               the skin we touched, the sun warmed
               she’s opening up to me
               past roles and sex
               and our love making is so much more for it.
            Magic day… it drifted amid smiles
               and touches … as it would
               the morning’s bed, the beach’s sand
               the holding, the ease… new found
                  of our company
               it get better day by day
                              gallagher
                              29 jun 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —