Archive for the ‘Years’ Category

1986-03-08

Saturday, March 8th, 1986

A few days away from everyone
and, finally, some perspective.

It’s becoming clear I want to become
platonic with Rose for both our sakes
and it’s clear also
that Joan’s idea of going slow is good.

Rose and I will never be
what the other’s looking for
and Joan and I or anyone else
can never succeed
unless I can approach love
in a centered way.

I’ve fallen into Joan so quickly
and felt her presence so strongly.

What about just me, alone …
no Rose, no Joan, no Lise.
Just me, centered, happy, and optimistic
and realistic.

That’s someone worth sharing with another.

gallagher
8 mar 86

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1986-03-10

Monday, March 10th, 1986


               Like a tear in the sky
               that lets heaven come shining through
               I opened up today
               and nothing could hide the flame I felt.

               Deep joy burning my heart down.
               I went for a run, music in my ears,
               God's creation in my eyes
               and a deep feeling filling me
               that I was tapped into something deeper
               than the everyday shows.

               Sometimes, like a lens, I just come focused.
               Like a crystal, when the light comes on through,
               I am for a moment showered with grace and clarity.
               Full of the conjunction of my will
               and my life and God's purpose.

               As if all the warm hands of love and meaning
               have come at once to press me
               and I to feel through them
               the fabric of life.

                                       gallagher
                                       10 Mar 86

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1986-03-11

Tuesday, March 11th, 1986
      This man is a friend
      who satisfies my mind (as few have)
      and communicates with me so well
      (though we're of different pasts)
      This man offers me pleasure
      And I, a woman,
      ponder complexities I feel.
      My body eagerly remembers and imagines
      While my mind - no, more than my mind,
         something in my heart and soul -
      Reminds me there's much more involved here.
      Than Bodies.
      Something inside me seems to whisper,
      "Listen, listen."
      What is it?  I ask myself
      At times before,
      I thought my sense was only fear
      But trying to ignore it brought regret and confusion.
      Suddenly I'm seeming it may just come down to
      Admitting and accepting what I truely feel:
      I have this ideal that is so much more
      than passing pleasure...
      Dare I say what I really want
      Is simply a love that is deep and enduring and true,
      with someone who'll stay around in my life?
      Making love without doubts or hesitation
      Selves meetinbg on deepest levels,
      Each comfortable in the other's caring...
      When I try to accept less,
         part of me wishes for more
         and feels I've been denied
      Do I expect too much?
      But I can't just think about a temporary feel good
      I don't want to be someone's conquest or diversion.
      Part of me will feel I've sold my dreams and said,
      "I don't believe I can have what I most desire."
      Besides, if I give up what's true for me to please someone else,
      I won't be acting from my real self - so
         then how can I believe they love (or even know)
         the "real me"?
      And I'd be giving them the responsability to
         "make me happy".

                                    Joan
                                    11 March 86
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I must listen to my own Sense of Things

and not try to force the love I desire,

but believe it will come in due time ...

as I continue to know myself better

and extend to those around me.

This man is a friend who means a lot.

I lke having him close, and

he may not understand,

but I must be true with what I feel

and take the chance

to be met with understanding

(Remembering that I must first

accept what I feel before I expect

someone else to)

Joan

11 march 1986
— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —