Archive for the ‘Long Beach’ Category

1978-04-05

Wednesday, April 5th, 1978

Its so different between here and there.
just a dream two memories share.
and I remember from the other place
that her eyes and lips have pressed my face.

Its not easy to see her here,
amid the phones and the business air,
and sometimes we smile and say nothing much.
its empty and far…so far from touch.

Ah, but I remember where…remember where…

In the soft light I can see her eyes
looking at mine thru our impassioned highs
and her pursed lips waiting, dusky soft and square
like a crushed rose that cries for love’s repair

Yes, this comeS to me here, in the office now,
thru this glass wall amid the computer’s howl
that my soul has touched her’s in flight
and all these bright hours only await the night.

gallagher
05 apr 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1978-04-06

Thursday, April 6th, 1978

I hear the freight train running thru my soul
and something in me cries out to be whole

come find me, love

I’m waiting these days for a woman to come for me
and look at me into the back of my soul

I’ve seen glimpses of her in many people
but never once whole

She’ll have eyes that will make me lose the ground
and candor until I’ll cry for the beauty of her truthfulness
and strength and clear eyes

And, more than anything else,
she’ll love herself, simply and completely.

gallagher

06 apr 78


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1978-04-08

Saturday, April 8th, 1978

What days of our lives, these
crystal passages thru changes and truth
somehow finding our way by our guts alone
marriage and lovers and love turning us around
brutally
as we try to retain our feelings
its hard with so much truth
and such strong differences of opinion

Gallagher

04/08/78


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —