Archive for the ‘Long Beach’ Category

1971-01-01 — Daniel Martin again

Friday, January 1st, 1971
                  -- Daniel Martin again
                      or the Plastic Sea Song --
               It's all there, right in my grasp
               but then, is it?
               Are they crazy, or am I?
               And, if it's I, then
               should I do it their way?
               Spining wheels of paradoxs
               ring in my mind and gut.
               Right in my hand the answer,
               it mocks me.
               Afraid to ignore it,
               afraid to look.
               Here's my endless painful moment
               of procrastination
               or was it common sense?
                                 Gallagher
                                   01 Jan 71
                                     Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1971-01-28 Freedom

Thursday, January 28th, 1971
                           Freedom
               A sad price we pay sometimes
                  seeing if our dreams are really only dust.
               These empty rooms stare at my independence
                  with their chilling silence
               and my mind echos their stares
                  with the memories of the laughter
                     of those who loved me in these rooms.
               When all my freedom has mocked me
                  and my integrity proved pointless
                     against my pain.
               When wild, free, alone and hungry
                  fail the test of love and company
               will they love me still
                  my Rose and child?
                                    Gallagher
                                      28 Jan 71
                                      Long Beach

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1971-02-15 Progress II

Monday, February 15th, 1971
          Progress II
Not quite here and yet not too far
I kissed her...
Spinning, I touched her
and stared straight into her eyes.
Stories untold, which we both knew,
were being played
and I stared straighter
and she agreed to be laid.
Not to fast but just calmly
I sat and dug her
timeless quite and our electric passion
waited while we breathed
and as surely I drew her close
and tasted Sonia
and made her aware of me
so tight from wanting
so slow from enjoying
I teased her body
and we laughed with our eyes.
               gallagher
               15 Feb 71

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —