SamadhiMuse

Sometimes I can see Jesus stood it
and sometimes I see that Buddha did too
but as yet it seems a bit strange
that I should be able to too.
The fullness of the light waiting
for us to break through.
Here at home, through our own stained screens
with tired people and our mortgaged dreams,
that it should be here
it still seems a bit new.
gallagher
24Jan72

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                             Rose II
                  I find it in the reality of her
                  that when she looks on me
                  its a good place to be
                  and so I clove to her
                  that the me she saw
                  could be…
                                gallagher
                                 29 jan 72
                                 Long Beach - on mescaline

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                          Someday
                 Someday, like now
            I will open these eyes
            and forget ever seeing before
                 as I soak the idenity of each thing
                 into myself
            as deeply as I can drink of it.
            On grass clouds I will walk
            beneath fire skies
                 and trees that talk
            into the churning malstrom
                 to feel my skin melt into the air
                 as I become free
                    becoming me.
                           gallagher
                           19 Feb 1972
                           Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                          The morning wind
            When the morning wind has come again
            to rattle my window pane
            and the morning fog to make
            the dream gray world the same
            the winter’s chain it holds me
            in a house overseeing dead grass
               I lay by my lady, spoons cupped
               my arm around her
               breathing the cleaness of her hair
               dreaming…
            Of naked highways
            thru razor mountains
            of my aching muscles
            and eyes that squint in salt
            dreaming…of lust for my other lady
            who will wait for me
            when the season’s turned.
               And I will go
               and stand above the tree line
               on some mountain’s flank
               to be where only high contrails
               mar 2 billion years of natural selection
               and remembering indian thoughts
               I’ll put my watch in my pocket.
            Two ladies love me in this life
            and I can give them neither all
            for while one lies enfolding me
            I hear the other’s call.
                                    gallagher
                                    23 feb 72
                                    Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                          - Acid Thoughts -
            We lie scattered in the midst of our own clues
            and say, huh?
            The newspapers and the TV are all we have made them
            as by life, we go on creating.
            Every picture tells a story, don’t it?
            What is the sound of one hand clapping?
            Where should I be then?
            Caught in their scream to be
            or gently smiling…
            Somewhere where I went looking so hard
            I lost what I was seeking and fell down
            laughing into all that was left.
                              gallagher
                              18 mar 72
                              Long Beach on LSD

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                          - Here and There -
               Because Joy and Sorrow are relative
                 half the world must be Joy
                    and half Sorrow.
               So like the changing wind
                 which varies its directions.
               So I, the weathervane,
                 change my expressions.
               How can I keep wondering
                 why I’m not happy at all times?
               I know I must accept what is…
                 and a world of all Joy isn’t.
               Accept, and where will you be?
                              gallagher
                              18 oct 72
                              Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                             Bits —
               With attention … you are here, now.
               With habit replacing attention
               you are lazy with success
               until generalization occurs…
               and the action no longer suits the set
               … time to make contact again.
               Wishing for Joy makes for unhappiness
               for the scales will not be tipped.
               And, like the miser who fears
                 when he has money and craves it
                 when he doesn’t
               you wishes are your curse
               Love and Hate
               Joy and Sorrow
               Yin and Yang
               All relative
               in this our vail or tears or joy
               we choose.
                              gallagher
                              19 oct 72
                              CSULB

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                       - Sensitivity training -
               I flew on wings of silver gilded steel
                 into a sky of green
               and turned to find your eyes on me
                 with a look I’d never seen.
               I’ll lay me down on your eyes of joy
                 to feel the love you see
               and like the bird that flies between the trees
                 I am you and then I am me…
               Hold me in your eyes that way
                 I love what you can see.
                                       gallagher
                                       5 dec 72
                                       CSULB

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —