Talking to her eyes … I looked to find peace there— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
and to hold it to me to save me from life’s fears
Ah lady, … how can any of us love and have freedom, both?
insecurity and fear bay at every gate
and we’ll never find the line
between what we want and what can be agreed
but, for wonder, we talked about it … I holding her hand
and looking into her eyes to see the fears…
so rich to say it … life’s mysteries and paradoxes here, today
in this lady I love so …
so close and yet, … so far away
the same needs and the same fears of giving it all away.
gallagher
04 jul 78
Archive for the ‘1978’ Category
1978-07-04
Tuesday, July 4th, 19781978-07-04
Tuesday, July 4th, 1978
Paused for a moment on the edge of all the future
all our lives will surely tangle or unweave now
and all of these potentials,
like hands on my shoulder, steady me.
So let it begin and all the rest of my life go on
I no longer wait or care for the past to resurrect itself
this life can be invested in my future now
I can weave and sort my friends and lovers into the days of my life
I want to walk out each day excited
about what could happen again
and care nothing for what has gone by
I've been too long tangled with the old ways
so carefully unknotting our lives and feelings
learning that exquisite patience that lies half way
between compassion and self preservation
But, its done... let me depart and begin anew
this time not to bury my freedom with love and security
or to hold myself untouched by love's whip and passion
I want to find that balance point there in my heart, between...
there, where on the edge of my best,
I can live each day like it was the last
I want to dance to life's mysteries and paradoxes
as the fountains dance to the wind and the mimes to the crowd
these things are not to weep for
and, sometimes ... in those graceful but oh so brief moments,
perhaps in a lover's eyes or in a passage of my son's growth
I'll see something behind it all ...
timeless ... smiling thru at me
Brother Methuselah, here in all of us as we gamble our lives
untouched yet compassionate ... he waits for us to begin
and he smiles at us, a spiritual joy and promise within.
gallagher
07-04-78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —
1978-07-13
Thursday, July 13th, 1978I stopped to think about you
for just a moment….
Our hours
and your dark eyes
warmed me with a longing
as I mused.
You’re so far away and yet,
you’re so near….
Can it be your skin
I touched so
in our secret sheltered hours?
Somewhere, here,
among the efficient people
and the business forms
are you?
Do you breath? …
Are those your same eyes,
skin, hands, feelings
I felt?
Can you understand
why I think these things?
than no matter how many times
I press you to me and kiss your eyes
I will still wonder
if you’re for real….
when you are far away.
Dark eyes, come transfix me
and burn away my doubts.
Let me see your sun-seeds shining
and let me feel you
through these walls and floors.
I want it all,
everything
we can give or get….
gallagher
13 jul 78
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —