Death is for Stiffs with No Sense of Humor

Was it my time yet? Apparently not
I have been sent back at least for awhile
I almost left this life but I forgot
That no one leaves until the time has come
As life itself reminded with a smile
A few shenanigans of spring and some
Timely reminders of what I lived for
So here I am to live it up some more

No one can ever live down anything
In any case so forget about it
Especially here at the height of spring
What birds sing is true and is no rumor
Life is sweet and I no longer doubt it
Death is for stiffs with no sense of humor
Having seen death up close and eye to eye
I have no doubt: I am too young to die

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI

dear steven
an interesting verse from you again
luck knocks our door once only while death attemts many a time
supani

I love this one. You have many more years to spread your love and talents to the world. I am happy you are here and glad we met(even if only on the computer). I value the friendship we have forged.

Love always,
nikki

It's people like you with writing like this, that inspires me to continue writing. Wonderful write as usual.


misty

Beautiful friends and fellow poets Supani, Nikki, and Misty, I cannot thank you enough for your encouragement; I can only hope you have any idea what it means to me. As you know, I am pretty fragile, a fact which cruel people have exploited at my very great expense, here and elsewhere; so I am so happy that things are going so well both here and elsewhere now in my life. True enough, I still don't have any money, but then, again, I never have. But I do have you, and also three great kids and one of the world's most gifted and certainly fattest cats, the semilegendary Freddie Noodles, he who is storied and celebrated in more poems than most people (I only wish I had written all those other poems about him instead of someone far less deserving).

I appreciate you all so much. I must spend more time here; this really is home for me. Thanks be to God they are being really pretty nice to me over on AuthorsDen now too, even though I am more liberal than many there; they are being amazingly good sports, actually. I guess I'm really incredibly fortunate. And my namesake son is well on his way to being a rock star! Yeah, baby!

Respect and solidarity, thanks and love,

+Stevie