SamadhiMuse » Kathy

1978-03-03

Dennis — Fri, 03 Mar 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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 —

1978-03-18

Dennis — Sat, 18 Mar 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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 —

1978-03-18

Dennis — Sat, 18 Mar 1978 08:02:00 +0000

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 —

1978-03-30 30 mar 78

Dennis — Thu, 30 Mar 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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 —

1978-04-05

Dennis — Wed, 05 Apr 1978 08:02:00 +0000

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 —

1978-04-09 For Kathy A.

Dennis — Sun, 09 Apr 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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 —

1978-04-11

Dennis — Tue, 11 Apr 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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 —

1978-04-14

Dennis — Fri, 14 Apr 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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

1978-04-21

Dennis — Fri, 21 Apr 1978 08:00:00 +0000

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

1978-04-30

Dennis — Sun, 30 Apr 1978 08:02:00 +0000

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