SamadhiMuse

                             Rose

            Studying along, I'm flashing concepts and theories
            integrating, wondering, organizing, anticipating
            and then WHAM, like a train from a tunnel
            comes the thought that I'm losing her.

            Big ache, you... how you surprise me.
            just minutes ago I was sure I could make it
              sure I could take it
                and here I am again, gathering up the pieces.

                                    gallagher
                                    20 may 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

           Tried so hard to go it alone
           but the strings just won't break
           that hold me to you, girl.
           Living alone and drinking wine to fall asleep
           I'm making it most times but then
           when I see you it all begins again.
           That old love's wound and comfort you send
           I just can't seem to fight it
           and I'm afraid I'm going to bend.
           Phone conversations where I just can't stand
           to hang up empty and broken again
           and have to wait to mend.
           I'm just not strong enough when I'm down
           to give it all away...
                                 gallagher
                                 31 may 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

      She's a woman and I'm just a scared boy
        its something we hid from a long time
      in my Texas khakis and California sandals
        and her tupperware and sewing patterns.
      I wanted more, somehow...
        maybe I knew I was fooling myself
      so now, while she takes her lovers casually and waits for me
        I sit alone in empty rooms
      or laugh too loud
        with my new friends.
      She holds me on weekends, patiently
        she knows I'm slow to learn
      and then, when she's filled me up again with love,
        she sends me out to play again
      in the world of my fantasy and fears
        my little boy dreams.
      She waits for the man she sees in me,
        behind the boy, I think,
      to learn to see the woman in her
        behind the mother.
                                    gallagher
                                    2 jun 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —