I got the rain coming down on me— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
I got the rain but the pain’s for free.
Its like they told me
a long time ago;
the things that come down on you
are the things you need.
If it comes down to it,
I know I can win,
If winning means
that I survive.
I won’t stand on that road
when the heavy trucks come by
because when I see those headlights
I’ll remember how to fly.
Its been a long time since I’ve felt like this;
with my heart doors closing and my feelings on the run.
I’ve left Rose stranded at the end of our long stand
to turn and find Lise saying, ‘I’ve found another man.’
And she says its nothing but, perhaps,
the thrill of the chase.
and she says she’d like to see him,
and she lays my peace to waste.
I don’t own her, so there’s nothing much to say
but I wish this deadly fear of loosing her
would stop and go away.
gallagher
20 November 85
1985-11-20
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1985-11-20
I’ve been going around in circles all day— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
bouncing between a resentful jealousy
and a readiness to reject her
before she really hurts me.
And, sometimes, a flash of understanding
of the true dynamics here…
An recognition that unless I love her
as she is, come what may,
there is no possibility
that she will ever love me
as I want to be loved by her.
gallagher
20 Nov 85
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1985-11-20
If I ever doubted the wisdom— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
I’ve been trying so hard to realize
these many years,
it comes to me, at times like these,
how true those insights are
and how frail is my grasp of them.
What is jealousy
but a wish to have the world as we want it
rather than as it is.
And what are any of our emotions
but clouds that block and color our true seeing.
And what is it in us
that thinks it can truly sustain gains or loss
but that imaginary something called ego
just believing its own dreams and illusions.
And what is love,
if not an utter acceptance,
but an unhealthy attachment
to something in this world.
This world that promises nothing
but unrelenting change.
gallagher
20 Nov 85
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1985-11-20
God would not challenge us— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
with more than we could handle.
Nor would he humor us with anything
requiring less than our best.
He moves through the forms of our lives
be they lovers, or children,
or death, or riches.
And like the drops of rain
that fall on the mountain
we must find our way to the sea
through every fate that can befall us
along the way.
gallagher
20 Nov 85