SamadhiMuse

         I can go to where the faces
           turn in and out of my life...
         A lover's parade for nothing
           but the experience of change.

         I could clutch after their beauty
           thru incredible passages
         of beginings and endings
           tasting of their essences...and absences
         of that poignant something
           inside of each of us.

         Til their faces would spin older
           and my years shorter
         until their essences had escaped them all
           from the absence of more
              than just passing faces.

                              gallagher
                              1 jul 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

                            Burning Eyes
      What do you say to someone who knows what you're thinking...
         When mutual feedback empties your minds of focus and form.
            What pleasantries then posed could begin to replace
               your silence, freely given, listening
                  to the soft presence of your selves, together?
                                    gallagher
                                    3 jul 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —