Archive for the ‘1975’ Category

1975-06-26

Thursday, June 26th, 1975
         Lo key reality, Stephanie,
           was easy to be with.
         She knows no more than I
           and just happens to think its alright
               to be up and down; its normal.
           Attitude dancing is to be learned
             and friends are for sharing
                without strings.
              To me she's decadent
               and to her I'm an idealist
             and its fine;
               we both know we're wrong.
         It was just an interlude
           in our dances thru all the insanity.
         We paused to share
           the tales of our journeys
         and to be together
           simply because its better
              than being alone.
                              gallagher
                              26 jun 75
                              Long Beach, Stephanie Davies

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-06-27

Friday, June 27th, 1975
           Like looking in the mirror at myself, great mystery
         this boy, my son, lies here and I look on him...
           born of me to begin again the climb
         he lies innocent of all he will become.
           The great water of evolution, 3 billion years strong
         flows from his mother and I to be together in him
           mixed... and more than its parts.
           Dumb animal, I, I try to consider it
         characters beyond comprehension here, living, mine.
           I can only feel.
                                    gallagher
                                    27 jun 75
                                    - about Danny

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1975-06-27

Friday, June 27th, 1975
           Like looking in the mirror at myself, great mystery
         this boy, my son, lies here and I look on him...
           born of me to begin again the climb
         he lies innocent of all he will become.
           The great water of evolution, 3 billion years strong,
         flows from his mother and I to be together in him
           mixed... and more than its parts.
           Dumb animal, I, I try to consider it
         characters beyond comprehension here, living, mine.
           I can only feel.
                                    gallagher
                                    27 jun 75
                                    - about Danny

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —