SamadhiMuse

                             403E

               echos ring the rythmic words,
               the concepts forms, the memories heard,
               turn together, weave and twine,
               the memories, thoughts and words in line.
               some close and far,
               some high and low,
               a tree of memory,
               its seeds to sow,
               I shake or you,
               the tree to find, the memories there,
               my life defined.

               Men grow up from blankness
               presented with patterns on pattern.
               some never turn the corner,
               reverse the mirror to make the patterns
               pleasing to the viewer.
               they believe, all their days,
               that patterns are given,
               all is ordained,
               and they never learn to ordain.

                                    gallagher
                                    5 mar 75
                                    csulb

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

         Wisp shadow dreams unfulfilled
         haunt my days and echo my thoughts.
         Events seem to move too quickly, get too real
         and I've lost the sureness; the rightness feel.

         Time hangs alternately on my hopes or fears
         and the waiting's become some scream
         that fills my unused moments, grating...

         I knew I'd have to do it all alone
         but it's just coming to me, it's true.
         My subjective pain looms over my objective aims
         and the world's becoming an emotional jungle around me.

         And my basic emotional needs are fast becoming
         an ever present pressure.
         These seven year habits are hard to break.

         I pray I'm doing the right thing
         for my emotions and feelings are running at such a pitch
         that I can only go on what I remember of my logic
         and press on to the end of my plan on faith.

                                    gallagher
                                    9 mar 75

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —