Archive for the ‘People’ Category

1975-09-15 First day

Monday, September 15th, 1975
                          First day
            What can you say when someone loves you?
              That its better than not being loved?
            I don't know what to say... to love
              but, that I can't walk away from it.
            I know I'm both blessed and blind
              and loved by more than I could find
                if I looked all of my life.
            I'm confused
              integrity, honesty and commitment
            fill my thoughts as we come together,
              as I feel her eyes.
            We come together after such a long open space
              to find out if our growing was blessed.
            I know I can't live without her
              and yet, I'm not sure I can live with her
            and so we look, intimate strangers
              into each others eyes
                 to find the way.
                                 gallagher
                                 15 September 75
                                 - Rose and I move back in together
                                   after 3rd separation.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-12-12

Friday, December 12th, 1975
            Give me that early morning time
              5 a.m. coffee and love.
            The winter's gray isolation
              alone in our warm house
                in love with her face and mind.
            Together like warm cats
              by the hearth
            sharing the quiet of our waking
              while all the world sleeps.
                              Gallagher
                              12 Dec 75
                              about Rose

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1976-08-10 Bruce Malsom

Tuesday, August 10th, 1976
                        Bruce Malsom

      I'm less somehow, for his leaving, my spirit brother ...
      same eyes as my eyes   same spirit as my spirit
      He's gone into the world again, at this conjunction's end, drifting
      amid the tides of change, each of ours alone.

      Same eyes as my eyes   same spirit as my spirit
      some part of me gone, my brother, some part ...
      clear seeing, true spirit and grace until we meet again,
      thru illusion and change, immutable essences of that
      which makes us brothers, one.

                              gallagher
                              10 Aug 76 - about my friend
                              buena park, CA

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —