SamadhiMuse

1968-12-08 #113

Dennis — Sun, 08 Dec 1968 08:00:00 +0000

                                #113

                  I see it in the free wind
                  and expect it in my thoughts
                  my feelin’ of your mind and ways
                  as a warmness I have sought.
                  With face drawn by boredom
                  and mind unused I rest,
                  some quite thought of your feelin’
                  passin’ through my rest.

                                      Gallagher
                                       8 Dec 68
                                       Matagorda Island, TX

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1969-09-23 Daniel Martin

Dennis — Tue, 23 Sep 1969 08:00:00 +0000

                        Daniel Martin

               Will the mountains seem so wild
                  and the dew sparkled mornings alone, so clear
               considering the price paid
                  to put me there.

               Can my life’s essence be valid
                  after such a crime to attain what I covet?

               Will I roam for my fulfillment and find only
                  that my unreality leads to the ashes of my dreams?

               Serenity cannot, I fear, be found in a distant snow
                  but only in the purity of mind it represents.

               And so I will consider this pain,
                  and look for peace,
                     and spend some years fooling myself.

                                       Gallagher
                                         23 Sep 69
                                         Port Lavaca, TX

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1969-12-14 Rose

Dennis — Sun, 14 Dec 1969 08:00:00 +0000

                              Rose

            My enigma, my joy, my mirror
            my mind apart from me
            filling my hours with only herself
            never faking it for me
            her steady regard, belief in me
            provide my mind a rest
            from all those who think to hurt
            and feel our lives are tests
            I value her faith and strive to be
            all that she believes of me
            and she, in turn, with a life her gift
            has given her time to be
            a faithful loving caring wife
            and keep a home for me.

                                gallagher
                                 14 dec 69
                                 Matagorda Is., TX

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1970-03-29 Wife

Dennis — Sun, 29 Mar 1970 08:00:00 +0000

                             Wife

         I could taste the salt of her tears in the kiss
         smell the dampness of them on her cheek
         filled with love she lay trembling
         under the whip of uncertainty
         Would love be her salvation or her pain?

         With shyness she smiled at me through tears
         and tears welled to my eyes
         with the tenderness I sensed
         Love, our pain, our greatest joy
         Calmness filled me while pain remained
         where was truth, I know not
         but it is there.

                              gallagher
                              29 mar 70
                              Port Lavaca, TX

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1971-01-01 — Daniel Martin again

Dennis — Fri, 01 Jan 1971 08:00:00 +0000

                  — Daniel Martin again
                      or the Plastic Sea Song –
               It’s all there, right in my grasp
               but then, is it?
               Are they crazy, or am I?
               And, if it’s I, then
               should I do it their way?
               Spining wheels of paradoxs
               ring in my mind and gut.
               Right in my hand the answer,
               it mocks me.
               Afraid to ignore it,
               afraid to look.
               Here’s my endless painful moment
               of procrastination
               or was it common sense?
                                 Gallagher
                                   01 Jan 71
                                     Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1971-01-28 Freedom

Dennis — Thu, 28 Jan 1971 08:00:00 +0000

                           Freedom
               A sad price we pay sometimes
                  seeing if our dreams are really only dust.
               These empty rooms stare at my independence
                  with their chilling silence
               and my mind echos their stares
                  with the memories of the laughter
                     of those who loved me in these rooms.
               When all my freedom has mocked me
                  and my integrity proved pointless
                     against my pain.
               When wild, free, alone and hungry
                  fail the test of love and company
               will they love me still
                  my Rose and child?
                                    Gallagher
                                      28 Jan 71
                                      Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1971-02-15 Progress II

Dennis — Mon, 15 Feb 1971 08:00:00 +0000

          Progress II
Not quite here and yet not too far
I kissed her…
Spinning, I touched her
and stared straight into her eyes.
Stories untold, which we both knew,
were being played
and I stared straighter
and she agreed to be laid.
Not to fast but just calmly
I sat and dug her
timeless quite and our electric passion
waited while we breathed
and as surely I drew her close
and tasted Sonia
and made her aware of me
so tight from wanting
so slow from enjoying
I teased her body
and we laughed with our eyes.
               gallagher
               15 Feb 71

1971-03-25 Understanding

Dennis — Thu, 25 Mar 1971 08:00:00 +0000

                          Understanding

         Profoundly, my lesson is absorbed…
           the consequence of my love for you is my life.
         chards of feathered crystal dreams spin
           after truth has voided them
              and reality is yield me in their destruction.

         The consequence of your regard for me is my happiness
           my pain more than equals my understanding.

                                    gallagher
                                    25 mar 71
                                    Long Beach, CA
                                    - the end of our 2nd separation

1971-07-25

Dennis — Sun, 25 Jul 1971 08:00:00 +0000

Human (a reflection on the Viet-Nam War)
I could not weigh papers
on the same scale with tears
I could not tell a widow
the love she knew as life
had been worth the papers price.
I could not look in eyes
that saw mine
and doubt God’s image.
gallagher
25Jul71

1972-01-24

Dennis — Mon, 24 Jan 1972 08:00:00 +0000

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