Archive for the ‘1978’ Category

1978-02-22

Wednesday, February 22nd, 1978

Well all my life I’ve been a fool
fire and ice, a little cool
now I feel the fire
subtle, yet its grown higher
and I can feel my passions know
the patterns of my life and grow

Cast in forms I come to know
put up in stone against time’s flow
nothings real and nothing’s right
endless screams these laughing flights
take a life and live again
everyone’s another end
a turning wheel, a wheel of fire
from spirit light to fleshed desire
Cast in stone I seem to know
I’m born in forms amid time’s flow
and the timeless dreams I listen sow
and like birds of laughter grow
am I spirit born again
or evolution’s lash and end
the questions burn, burn to bear
shackles that the living wear

Its every guess and every game
you win or lose its still the same
a flight that left without belief
in flesh awake without relief
I can’t tell where I’m here
in timeless truth or chance’s jeer
and in these forms I fly
believe it game and ever try
to window out to winnow free
the secrets locked inside of me.

gallagher

22 feb 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1978-02-25

Saturday, February 25th, 1978

How dry the leaves and empty
my first winter into the thirties
I could disappear without contact
be a person lost without love.

I’ve told Rose I won’t come back now
and the winter starts to blow,
I’ve told Rose I’d love to see her
but when she moves I know
she’ll take her summer laughter with her
and leave me here to grow.
She’ll take my love and son then
and leave me here to know
how dry the leaves…and empty
when the winter winds begin to blow
and alone and empty I am
as I begin to know…

But I chose these winter empty stomach days
and I chose the waiting for my life’s new phase
and lead me to the summer sunshine
where I’m bound to go.

gallagher
feb 25, 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1978-02-27

Monday, February 27th, 1978

Sultry, like the musician in the movie Steppenwolf
feeling on that subverbal frequency, Carlos,
full bore and gripping everyone’s awareness.
people can feel it, just feel it.
liquid awareness, presence, laughing and serious
immediate
Carmen’s another like him
one days its me, another its her
‘Hi, what’s happening…’, we both know…
strong lady, she’s got presence
blowing’ everyone away and catchin’ flak for it
straight arrow vision
feeling, like a shock wave, natural
I like her, I’m afraid of her
I like the test she is
so much better than the empty people
the pastry people, the dying people
in between moments of her life
she sells me wine
in between moments of mine
I see her.

gallagher
27 feb 78

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —