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1985-10-18 Premonition I

Friday, October 18th, 1985

Premonition I

Lise said the other night
that she wasn’t sure why
but she wanted commitment
and it didn’t really matter
if she could explain it
or not.

And tonight when
that gripping aloneness swallowed me
I remembered stories of singles
at Christmas time
and I could feel the truth
in her words.

gallagher
18 Oct 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1985-10-18

Friday, October 18th, 1985

Human beings can get used to almost anything.
It’s just the transitions
that take us by storm.

What an empty naked aching
stands between me
and learning to be alone.

And in what concrete postures
of discomfort and compromise
we stand frozen by fear.

For it is no idle discomfort
that waits beyond the campfires of love
but a gaping canyon of terror
to cross.

gallagher
18 Oct 85

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1985-10-18

Friday, October 18th, 1985

It laps around our mental feet
waiting for those moments
when we are alone
to rise to consciousness.

That empty aching feeling
of being so terribly alone;
insidiously, it devastates us
with the stranger’s face,
asphalt, other people’s children,
the women in the market,
all from another world,
now closed to us.

Such a gaping window opens here
just behind our suburban bliss
and our workday mindlessness.

A naked armageddon of the spirit
arrived from nowhere
to claim us.

gallagher
18 Oct 85


— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —