Rose II
I find it in the reality of her
that when she looks on me
its a good place to be
and so I clove to her
that the me she saw
could be...
gallagher
29 jan 72
Long Beach - on mescaline
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
Someday
Someday, like now
I will open these eyes
and forget ever seeing before
as I soak the idenity of each thing
into myself
as deeply as I can drink of it.
On grass clouds I will walk
beneath fire skies
and trees that talk
into the churning malstrom
to feel my skin melt into the air
as I become free
becoming me.
gallagher
19 Feb 1972
Long Beach
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
The morning wind
When the morning wind has come again
to rattle my window pane
and the morning fog to make
the dream gray world the same
the winter's chain it holds me
in a house overseeing dead grass
I lay by my lady, spoons cupped
my arm around her
breathing the cleaness of her hair
dreaming...
Of naked highways
thru razor mountains
of my aching muscles
and eyes that squint in salt
dreaming...of lust for my other lady
who will wait for me
when the season's turned.
And I will go
and stand above the tree line
on some mountain's flank
to be where only high contrails
mar 2 billion years of natural selection
and remembering indian thoughts
I'll put my watch in my pocket.
Two ladies love me in this life
and I can give them neither all
for while one lies enfolding me
I hear the other's call.
gallagher
23 feb 72
Long Beach
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —