Thoughts

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Thoughts

i wonder and conjecture,
face this meeting with fear
 apprehension
for our meeting was rare, fortunate
 but ... still i feel somehow electric
 somehow taken by the suddenness,
timeliness of this touch
  on soul and heart
i sense,
am afraid, yes ... even scared
for you have taken me aback
with approach, knowledge, dare I say ...
   ... hope,
i feel
 as if i know you already
   in some esoteric way
i sense
 familiarity with that which seems to be you,
   'tis this i fear, but,
as ever braver explorers before me have done,
i forge my way into this new
 wonderful vastness,
"lead on, MacDuff",
 'DAMN the torpedoes, full speed ahead',
wither goest thou, shall i soon follow.

from When Seas Cap White
(c) 2003 by c a gallagher

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Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

cagallagher’s Poems (14)

Title Comments
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“Tiger” 2
... And 2
Yes, You Are 4
My Craft 4
Brilliant Presence 1
Lucky One He 1
Thoughts 0
Sea Quest III 0
Sea Quest II 0
Sea Quest I 0
Slippery, Silent Echo 0
Each Time 0
Two Loves 1
Ashley 1