Conjunction, for weeks growing
and I could suddenly scream from the press of it
washed clean of all I called mundane
pilgrim to a madness I cannot name
I'm here and growing
wash me life, with your joy and pain
and leave me stumbling, dumb,
if you must, once again.
gallagher
6 Nov 77
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
To the tune of
Stevie Wonder's
"Always"
On ending
Its ending now, the story of those years,
the love we shared, the laughter and the tears.
I feel it down inside me, the rising of my fears,
I've got to make a stand now, against my heart and tears.
So easily said, but when my sanities undressed
and all my insides crying out for her caress
then all the hours of the evening come to press
then, the telephone won't ring or ever give me rest.
I'm torn...I'm torn upon her love
my heart lies open and I cannot stem the flow
I've got to make a stand against my heart and go.
I've got to learn to live without the loving glow
of her mind and her time, ...I've got to go.
gallagher
12 Nov 77
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
Turning hard on these turning points,
my life and yours
are bound by so many threads.
The morning light on your face
the curve of your back
my memories of your love.
I hold you to chase away that hole
in my stomach, but it just won't go
because you're no longer mine.
You can only hold me
and whisper that your sorry for the hurt
and I hold you closer for something that's gone.
A flood of feelings at these turning points
awash in the light of my new life
I sit confused and searching
Through these snapshot memories
and Fellini futures....
gallagher
18 Dec 1977
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —