These days are passing now— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
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
Archive for the ‘Kathy’ Category
1978-04-30
Sunday, April 30th, 19781978-05-08
Monday, May 8th, 1978Cast in confusion, the afternoon’s illusion— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
gives way to the rest of my days
small window in time, this hour and rhythm
how easily lost our our lives
Kathy and Rose and Nichols…how it grows
the afternoon sun warmed over all
but its an empty gut feel
its too thin or too real
and the afternoon cries at my eyes
Come clearer my life, let me see let me feel
I need something to hold that is real
flesh is weak, hearts are frail
work’s a trap…ego’s jail
and I’m left with nothing but old Sol
The bench was warm, the sun felt good
I’d wanted love but our hearts were wood
I thought I’d swore
I’d never need anyone
The afternoon won’t relent (recant)
work waits inside though passion’s spent
but Sol has the answer to my tears,
let me lie ‘beneath your hand
press the earth…motherland
and let it all, let it all, fade away….
gallagher
8 may 78
1978-05-14
Sunday, May 14th, 1978Kathy down in Mexico, soaking up the Sun…— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
and me here in L.A. with my heart-strings on the run
the Sun it waxes higher, these days could come undone
the L.A. heat is killing me and I envy Kathy’s fun.
All our secrets run together all our questions arn’t for free
these L.A. tangles have got me as the burning Sun can see
gallagher
14 may 78