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1984-04-23

Monday, April 23rd, 1984 

 
              I spent the afternoon unmoored;
              driven before the pressured storms.
              deadlines, complexity, frustration
              my centeredness ebbed, ...naked

 
              So what, here, now, as the evening falls?
              and Vollenweider's music plays
              and Gerda's letter lies on my floor
              and, perhaps, Lise will call.

 
              So what, here and now...
              Am I that manager, that programmer
              am I those tasks undone
              or Dick Pick's condescension incarnate?

 
              I am the father of my children
              the writer of poetry
              the lover of some women
              and a seeker of God in this world.

 
                              gallagher
                              23 apr 84
                              Irvine

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1984-04-25 Lise

Wednesday, April 25th, 1984 

                          Lise
         Come burn me down
           amid music and pillows
         dusky eyes and dim light
           smiles burning engraved
              words like chance strangers
                 wandering between wider forms
              of that feeling current
                 the silence communion dances
         Lise comes from a time of grinding changes
           that bay at her doors these days
         they hem her and bind her, mocking her dreams
           with endless vistas of worst to come
              But here where we can own our hours
                 I find her beyond those definitions
              strong with the wisdom born of struggle
                 and blessed with a spirit that will survive
                    she still knows how to play.
                                 gallagher
                                 25 apr 84
                                 irvine

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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1984-05-20 Lise II

Sunday, May 20th, 1984 

                       Lise II
         I long for visions and connectedness
           stare at people as if to see their souls
         wait on the silences within me
           to reveal some spiritual guidance
         and find…
           Lise on my phone in the afternoon.
         I’ve been waiting for more
           when I should’ve been
              giving what I have away.
         That I can speak to her need is a treasure
           that I can feel her spirit there inside of her
              shows my learning is here…
         That I can share the joy I long for
           sing the words I want to hear
         offer the compassion I love
           this can be my only gift
         Believe my friend, believe…
           for you make me believe.
                        gallagher
                        20 may 84
                        Irvine

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

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