Thursday, February 14, 2019

Silky sleek water lying quietly deep

Silky sleek water lying quietly deep
Spooning each bank without a crease
The starry film is glassy and dark
Everyone seems to be asleep

Faerie Queen and her Daughter
Skip across the still water
Light tiny steps in harmony
No melody so true or softer.

The Indigo water holds the Magic
Ancient history in gravity
We may not see it at all
Cool June Moon is the key

Downstream
The voodoo breaks
Smooth avenue shakes
Water wakes
Babble and Hum
From calm Indigo to foam Green , 
The water wakes
Downstream
The duet sails to a faster tune
Ease and Flow
Away they go
We are with them now
Feel the glow
How do we know
We just know
The air is fresh
Anticipate what’s next
How do we know
We just know
Bring the oars in
Let our boat swim
Who wants it calmer?
Not the Faerie Queen and her Daughter

Sunday, December 23, 2018

Turn the Page 
(Paul Gallagher November 22, 2017) ©

No excuses, I blew it and I hear you, Babe
I love your smile, helps me stay brave
Our book is so big, can you and I turn a page?

Snowflake patterns on the coffee shop window  
Inside a velvet glow of cinnamon and mistletoe
Our hands wrapped around the decorated mugs 
Our eyes locked on the cappuccino art
You bite your lip; and your eyes sound the alarm
 “You didn’t call me; I feel like an apostrophe”

Flash .... I see the world end                 
Flash....My mind is an 
Overturned cup 

I forgot you’re my friend
Tiger here is fear 
Showing up
Together we’re more than we see 
Thank you for 
Reminding me 
You are right, I was wrong,                                                                                                   
Tell me all about it,                                                                                        
What’s going on?

Twinkling lights and pine wreaths permeate the room
Our pocket corner is away from the Christmas tunes 
I pass you the sugar and you send over the cream
Without even trying our fingers meet
You look at me and then at your sleeve 
 “Could you be on time, for once; is that too much?”

Flash .... I see the world end                 
Flash....My mind is an 
Overturned cup 

I forgot you’re my friend
Tiger here is fear 
Showing up
Together we’re more than we see 
Thank you for 
Reminding me 
You are right, I was wrong,                                                                                                   
Tell me all about it,                                                                                        
What’s going on?

No excuses, I blew it and I hear you, Babe
I love your smile, helps me stay brave
Our book is so big, can you and I turn a page?
Trini Christmas Cake
©Paul Gallagher Dec. 11, 2017

Half moon - in the sky
Near zero - North... ‘a 49
Trini Christmas - on my mind
Trini Christmas - on my mind

I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake
I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
I know it took so long to make....
Cake so heavy - give me backache
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake

Rum it up, Spice it up, Love id up... non stop
Is de season to celebrate, 
Celebrate wid parang
Dancing an singing, 
Cooking an cleaning ‘till we can’t stand

No warm id up, let’s start id up wid rum an puncha créme
I wanna piece a Christmas Cake......
Trini Cake ......Black Christmas Cake

Finally, jet make touch down; 
Crazy taxi ride into town
To Auntie Asha and Uncle Edwin; 
Already Christmas lights - all around
Never seen so many greens
Palm trees soca in de gentle breeze
Parang from back yard, and parang from de beach
Auntie and Uncle got brushes an cans ‘a paint
“Christmas time; time to fresh up, Come on man,
Help me hang dese curtains dat Auntie make.

I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake
I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
I know it took so long to make....
Cake so heavy - give me backache
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake

Rum id up, Spice id up, Love id up... non stop
Is de season to celebrate, 
Celebrate wid parang
Dancing an singing, 
Cooking an cleaning ‘till we can’t stand

No warm id up, let’s start id up wid rum an puncha créme
I wanna piece a Christmas Cake......
Trini Cake ......Black Christmas Cake

Early morning, new stove deliverin’
One by one cousins join de kitchen 
Assembly line, one-by-one for pastelles
What a smell, cloves an sweet meat an cornmeal 
All day long, drinking sorrel, chitter chatter, ridum ‘a chak chak
Me and Uncle Edwin clean de front yard an de porch
Friends lean on de fence like parrots to watch
Out come some wine an out come some rum
Out come de cuatro, bottle an de spoons
Looks like de front yard won’t be done too soon.

I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake
I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
I know it took so long to make....
Cake so heavy - give me backache
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake

Rum id up, Spice id up, Love id up... non stop
Is de season to celebrate, 
Celebrate wid parang
Dancing an singing, 
Cooking an cleaning ‘till we can’t stand

No warm id up, let’s start id up wid rum an puncha créme
I wanna piece a Christmas Cake......
Trini Cake ......Black Christmas Cake

6 PM an Christmas.... lights shining so bright
Christmas stockings hang de palm tree... not too high
Auntie Asha still in de kitchen an floors do shine
Sky so dark all de stars a special light
Dog bark announcing de parrandero 
Get ready for de chak chak, guitars, toc toc
Call de neighbours, come de kitchen,
Parang all night long, ... roti an rum, ‘til ham is gone
Dancing and laughing and sing-along
It’s Christmas time, Christmas time, 
Limin, limin all night long
It’s Christmas time, Christmas time, 
Limin, limin all night long

I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake
I wanna piece - a Christmas Cake
I know it took so long to make....
Cake so heavy - give me backache
Trini Cake .... Black Christmas Cake

Rum id up, Spice id up, Love id up... non stop
Is de season to celebrate, 
Celebrate wid parang
Dancing an singing, 
Cooking an cleaning ‘till we can’t stand

No warm id up, let’s start id up wid rum an puncha créme
I wanna piece a Christmas Cake......
Trini Cake ......Black Christmas Cake

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

Morning Walk

The morning is hot
On the west end boardwalk
Wind is high, and I smile
Consensus is that one
Is where we might be
With nature, and nature is a joker
Wind and I have a competition
Where will my straw Stetson end
I smile to myself and anyone passing
I'm up for this play
Hand ready to clap down
Holding the straw crown
Wind wins this time
Golden rim cart wheelie down the wood walk
Me laughing in pursuit
What is the use
Of anything else?

Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Pretty Much©

Jumped out of the car
Had enough
Jumped out of that car
Had enough
Crazy making
Conversation
Had enough
Had enough

Stopped to scratch my head
What’s that thought
Stopped to scratch my head
Now what’s that thought
Time is melting
A train gone wrong
Maybe not so much
Maybe not so much

Should I run or stay
Maybe not so much
Should I run or stay
Maybe not so much
Heard that Courage
Is fear walking
Pretty Much
Pretty Much

Heard that Courage
Is fear walking
Pretty Much

Pretty Much
Pretty Much


Pretty Much
© Paul Gallagher, Feb. 22-18


Saturday, December 16, 2017

Change

Change
Paul Gallagher October 22, 2017©

VS1
Hands and knees in the tunnel
It’s so dark and so long
Hands and knees in this tunnel
It’s so dark and so long
Reaching into my pocket
Pull out a match; the darkness is gone


VS2
There is a picture in front of me
It has a big wooden frame
The picture that I see
Has a big wooden frame
Change the frame to gold
I see the change; a big sea change


VS3
Grab my coat and grab my hat
My boots are laced up tight
Grab my coat and grab my hat
My boots are laced up tight
Running through that doorway
Can I make it; make it on time?

Hope I can make it; make it on time

My Music – It’s a Rap


My Music – It’s a Rap

Paul Gallagher, Sept. 23 2017© 

I’m supposin’ you didn’t hear that...
Caveat....not likely...  I don’t remember either
When I was hangin’ in my very first lair
Felt it...could not hear it...you know why
Boom Boom Boom Boom
Heart beat, mother’s heart beat
Hangin’ ...waitin’ for it... waitin’ for it
In my very first living room.

Even before I grew a bit; even before I knew it,
Music was my noisy friend,
Shake ... quake... vibrate
Music sending a secret signal
To every little molecule
Setting up a ripple ....building a tidal wave
Making my skin warm and tingle
Inviting my brain to bubble and go astral

Hypnotize me
With the steady beat
Floating vocal
Floating solo
Delicious chocolate cake airflow
Baptize me with sonic holy water...
Head.. heart.. and feet...
.....Downbeat......
Revolutionize me
Encourage me
Express what I won’t say
When it’s bittersweet

I’m supposin’ you remember hearing that
We were all being blasted at
Rockin’ anthems... shakin’ rhythms
Crowding around the stage
Different bodies feeling the same
Every body a sizzling fuse
Ready to go boom boom... boom boom
Sharing the love in the room

Oh... yeah....


Sometimes I want to be with my headphones
Walking beats keep my feet neat to the pavement
Other times when I’m alone
Invisible sympathetic strings resonate...
Resonate with how I feel
Her voice in lament ... the accompaniment
Spare, precise and deep
Hard to swallow with those translucent blues

Hypnotize me
With syncopation
You have my attention
No expectation
Delicious peppermint airflow
Surprize me with a turn of phrase
An unexpected rhyme
That plays.....
Infuse me
Don’t confuse me
Metamorphise me
Re-arrange my molecules

Life is music  and music is life
Vibrations
Squeaky grocery cart wheels - slamming door frames
Baby cries, lovers’ laughs and sighs
Footsteps in the empty hospital hall
Sound of meditation breath
Wheeze of panic ....compressed chest
Hurricane winds make you think you’re gonna die

Music can lie and it can be true
If I want to hear another point of view
Stop and wonder and ponder what’s going on
Respect myself and respect you
Otherwise... otherwise... otherwise
Mixing misogyny and harmony, glorifying 2-timing with rhyming
Making distance and separation instead of juxtaposition
Silent shame is an invisible prison


Hypnotize me
With pensive flow
Music breaks the cycle
Of discontent or plateaux
Surprize me with a memory
Or another idea
Awaken my empathy
And courage......
Infuse me
Don’t confuse me
Metamorphise me
Re-arrange my molecules

Hypnotize me
With a different beat
You have my attention
No justification
Surprize taste of freedom
Like toothpaste
Clear and fresh
Start again
Infuse me
Don’t confuse me
Metamorphise me
Re-arrange my molecules