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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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May 20, 2015, 6:11 pm


Anything Could Happen



As it happens I was not a happy kid
Anything could happen and many times it did
That when it was happening then it was me
It happened to and this is what to overcome
As I come to be now who come to become

If not forgetting at least not regretting
As being and doing letting go and getting
It I get through it who get to it today
Forgetting yesterday until it goes away
Remembering tomorrow will never come

So I might as well be a happy old man
Though not a happy kid but quest the best I can
Anyway and leave the rest to yesterday
Never mind forever today happens to be
As good a day as any for forgetting

At least not regretting how yesterday was
Anything could happen and many times it does



Steven Curtis Lance







May 20, 2015, 6:06 pm


Souvenir



When I feel something coming to be done then
Becoming real coming duly to be
Its own contribution to reality
Comes the time for something newly begun
When time in season and rhyme with a reason
Comes to become a new poem for you
Done with the other then one with another

Somehow or other another comes through
Becomes due for me to do then so I do
When another comes the other is done
Though from my heart so there becomes part of me
Wherein I will scry therein who try to
See what I see there to share it with you when
I slip off on another trip again

Inasmuch as I go on adventures such
As one has who ventures to keep in touch
Through the mind when behind the curtain to see
What I will see that through my dark mirror
Appears until I can see it clearer
And when it is clear then share it with you here
To bring back what I find as poetry

So I go to see what comes to me to be
Though I leave you here this souvenir I have been



Steven Curtis Lance







May 20, 2015, 6:01 pm


Better Not Bitter



I have written of regret
Bitten of its bitter fruit and yet
It was nothing I would want to
Do again but something I got through

On the way to better from
Bitter and better overcome
Something to let go of let
Love know better about outgrow it

Though I had been tempted to so
Tasted the waste of it but I know
Better than bitter who when
I did it then did not again

Having tasted it I get
Regret is something I should forget
Nor could it be anything I
Would want to live for before I die

Better not bitter better for
Being then seeing now being more
Having written my getting by
Way of tomorrow through yesterday

Not for nothing anyway
To live for love forward today



Steven Curtis Lance







May 14, 2015, 7:17 pm


Alice Blue Eyes



Alice to my Caterpillar
I remember still and will her
Questioning suggesting hope where
Looking round I had found none there

But there she was and as it were
Unfolding like the lotus she
Was someone who believed in me

And does because she understood
Me as I would be as I could
Given some encouragement and
Living I come to understand

An angel found me unaware
Discouraged to encouraged rise
Seen anew through Alice blue eyes



Steven Curtis Lance







May 12, 2015, 11:13 pm


For Paul



Too soon and too young to understand
Someone who loved me and shook my hand
But is no more is no longer there
As taken from me has gone elsewhere
Far away from where I am at least

And this is why I am not a priest

How would I know now what I could say
Of what nobody knows anyway
Of where love goes when it goes away
Why too soon someone too young would die
Someone who loved me and I loved: why?

Near to my heart still here he will be
Taking but leaving a part of me



Steven Curtis Lance







May 11, 2015, 9:08 pm


I Want to Believe



I want to be and to believe
That I got this far not to grieve
What might have been or who I was

But be and do it now because
Of how by somehow I receive
The feeling of who is and does

Revealing my way I may be
And do some good before I leave
And to believe what I may see

Seeing me being free
I want to believe in me



Steven Curtis Lance







May 8, 2015, 3:18 am


Complementarity



What is what is no matter what
And what is not does not matter but
What is is what matters to know

But what if what is what is not though
Being what seeing we think it is
That may be what but maybe not?

In jurisdictions each our own
Ours becomes divided hers from his
Then incompletely when alone

Understanding only what we see
Wandering lonely wondering blind
Then what is not matters a lot

Seeing is believing to feel
When the heart believes in what is real
Being you and me seeing we

Where we therefore not he or she find
Us in our complementarity
Seeing us being humankind

As together whether or not
We know who go together as what



Steven Curtis Lance







May 6, 2015, 5:13 pm


The Good Stuff



I wondered if I had any enemies
And thought a lot about relatives but they
Were parties like me to the festivities
Of settling the score in the family way
When it got rough like it does because of stuff
Though not the good stuff so it was not enough
Other than that I do not think I do now

Though wondering so understanding of these
Once with me under the sword of Damocles
Some have gone mad some are dead now and somehow
The sword having fallen and all of us gone
One way or the other who need not bother
With enemies like these as one another
One way or the other yesterday went on

Tomorrow never came but enough today
When just as we must then we learn in our turn
All is forgiven when given the time to
Wonder but understand we go on then do
Life is short but still is long enough to learn
To let it all go and whatever may stay
Is the good stuff enough for me anyway



Steven Curtis Lance







May 5, 2015, 1:06 am


Like Icarus



I used to think no use to no avail
To try anything when many fail
But having tried and seen some things go well
Having learned then I can never tell
Until having tried something now I know

To try it anyway even though
I can talk myself into failing when
Fretting and getting lost in detail
Not listening but then I try again

Maybe see glistening what may be
Succeeding or failing availing me
Of an opportunity to sail
Like Icarus and all that might entail
Still I will see and I will have been

When though I fall having flown even so
If only that lonely moment then



Steven Curtis Lance







May 4, 2015, 4:01 pm


At Last



To live it up at last
Is how I live down my past

As a present to me
Now presents how it may be
But I rejected now
Unreflected then somehow
Put it on layaway
To come back to some rainy day

Though when it rained I knew
Now was when so what to do
To get it right this time
How to make the poem rhyme
That is this journal of
A journey in the name of love

Remembering the best
Trying to forget the rest
I find a place to face
Me where sheltering in place
Because my way is in
Me there I find myself again

Now is all I ever
Had when I thought forever
Was what then never mind
When as how I got behind
Forever was to blame
Then when tomorrow never came

But it was still today
And having come the hard way
To get it and be free
Let us let go presently
As who will get it right
Down through the night now to the light

As how I live down my past
To live it up at last



Steven Curtis Lance







May 2, 2015, 4:31 pm


A Careful Man



I am a careful man
Being as careful as I can
And will be and still be
Free to be in balance to see
What I should and should not
But according to who knows what
Who turns out to be me
The hard way eventually

I am a man with a terror
Of another error
Having survived I have arrived
At being careful now
Hanging on and hoping somehow
That I will be OK
And having loved and lost the way
I did the way I can

Learning the hard way now I plan
To be a careful man



Steven Curtis Lance







May 1, 2015, 6:15 pm


The Thing



for Bud



I love to have a drink and a smoke with who
Understands me and I am thinking of you
Who when you can tell me a joke then please do

Wondering under the stars together when
We did as we do still and will do again
I knew we were friends who would always be then

Not that we can do much about anything
But I understood this much out wondering
With who understands me and that is the thing

Being understood is all I need to be
Wondering together you understood me



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 28, 2015, 1:07 am


Big Pig



at the meat of the matter



I



A pig is fat but a hog is fatter
The former is younger than the latter
Knowing growing older going to be
Appointed for a pointed destiny
Anointed into a delicacy

A matter for the latter to regret
That big pig at the meat of the matter



II



But if I could it would be good for me
Or a dogly hog for a porcine pet
A big fat swine could be a friend of mine
Or formerly mostly for the platter
At least for that to be more latterly

To play with dogs and me we who stay free
Of that formerly lattermost matter



III



A hog gets to be when a pig gets big
When getting it by then it gets it where
Life and death are there and then everywhere
It got by before now not anymore
Because of what many thought it was for

From getting ribbons at the county fair
To be at the meat of the matter there



IV



A big dog has it better than a pig
Does because big but with impunity
Hazardous as a hog but as a dog
Immunity to prosecution thus
As I myself agree with me to see

Big dogs not hogs get it better from us
Choosing dogs losing hogs apparently



V



I know two big dogs who could if they would
Have a big pig friend a hog if I could
I wonder though I know they would agree
But I should not so having understood
Big dogs and big hogs seen differently

A matter for the latter to regret
That big pig at the meat of the matter



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 24, 2015, 8:22 pm


Us Indeed



for Stephanie Lynn



That was then but this is now
Then was when but now is how
And why as I the hard way
Learned how I turned out somehow

After the rest the best way
For me to be anyway
Now maybe how I may be
Maybe why and then why not

When I am with what I got
Out of what went into the
What I brought with nor forgot
And the whatnot with the what

In this specificity
Is what it is to be me
What I have is what I need
Who I am is me indeed

As you are who are to do
And be as you are as you
We got here and it was rough
But we are and are enough

What we have is what we need
Who we are is us indeed



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 21, 2015, 6:00 pm


A Lucky Star



My star is a lucky star
Nearby me here and not too far
One I share with everyone
A lucky one the lucky sun

There are so many stars but
Not any like this one or what
It does for us humankind
Because before us as behind

I saw it play all day today
Slide through clouds and hide away
My lucky star comes and goes
Luck too as who the hard way knows

But it has always been there
And being there is everywhere
Lucky like me there to be
Reminding where we find us free

Nearby me here and not too far
My star is a lucky star



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 20, 2015, 9:18 pm


Time Will Tell



History will not be kind
To those who have been cruel to it
Who chose to hurt us here
Time will find them to be blind
Who were each but a tool to fit
The hand of someone greedy
Pulled by the strings of fear
Reaching out to rob the needy

In the future time will tell
They will not be remembered well



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 19, 2015, 6:19 pm


In the In Between



for Patricia Lance



Wondering we believe what we do
About what it means in the in between
Just what who must do and just because
Of the way we are and it always was
How even now I believe things too
Without understanding what they might mean

But letting go and falling like a star
Getting it recalling in the fall
What my mother taught me brought me this far
That love is why whoever we are
We come to be here to overcome fear
By love to me is what became clear

How I came to be and the reason to
Be in my season to be who does
By getting here I got it after all
Love is why now and how I am here
And understanding what it might mean I
Believe we mean between us how and why

What I believe that I am sure of
Is in the in between us is love



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 17, 2015, 5:04 pm


(work in progress...)



Past at last the twenty squirting waterpots
The AM PM in both A and PM then
Mac Arthur do not knows and Main better nots

Life taught me where it brought me to wait until when
I had learned some what nots and plenty of whats
When what I had was what was not then not what was

Where I was supposed to be I was because
I got through there to where life brought me as it does
Though not now nor how I want to be again

More now for being there for a season
Nothing means nothing for a reason



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 16, 2015, 9:30 pm


Diamond Stars



I



Once I was homeless with a twist
A wandering existentialist
Living existentially
In no position to resist
When nothing almost happened to me
Though here I am now because
Something happened then as it does
It is always something and it was

I was too I guess to be
Saying yes when life said yes to me



II



The end of the rainbow is wherever we are
From one end to the other where we see it and not far
Away nor a secret kept by leprechauns for
Some anymore but any of us and for many more
Embraced in place wherever we are by the grace
Of it all as it falls to us through space and time to see
The treasure is the pleasure of our company
The rainbow ends where it begins in friends like you and me

The end of the rainbow is never far
Where we are friends wherever we are



III



Joshua Tree is two degrees warmer
Twenty-Nine Palms is four
Usually like it is today
Because both the latter and the former
Are downhill from me or
Else uphill in the Hi-Desert I
In my hideaway in Yucca Valley
Am closer to the sky

Cool is not a matter of degree
But free where that is what matters to me



IV



Yellow orange salmon violet to the velvet blue
Over the mountains where the sun went down remembered when
I saw it now and knew then how I wanted to tell you
Today comes through tonight the other way becomes again
From its embers it too remembers when now becomes then
I always wondered but I think I understand the way
Tomorrow never comes is how forever is today
What never goes that yesterday may never take away

Yellow orange salmon violet to the velvet blue
Diamond stars will smile awhile now and may you smile too



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 11, 2015, 5:24 pm


The Laughter of the Immortals



I



My teeth do not ache
Nor do my bones break
Though birdlike brittle

I get a little
Depressed now and then
Though now then again

But find in my mind
What to leave behind
And then I try to

Maybe demented
But not tormented
By then being when

My way out is in
How I know now so
I go on and go

To be and to do
The best of me now
The rest of somehow

A wonder to be
I understand me
Just glad to be free

And I know I will
Be freely me still
Until I am gone

So I will go on
With what I have got
Until I am not



II



Having forgotten more than I learned
But having gotten there having earned
The right to resist through persistence
What is not me at my insistence

Being as I am and stubbornly
Determined to stay free purely me
Securely being sure I will be
Having been being will be still me

Having not forgotten being who
Got there but got there the hard way too
How I recall anything at all
Now by recovering from the fall

Rising higher than I would have then
If I had not been myself again
Having been the only one who knew
The lonely one but I did and do



III



Yucca Valley might not know it
But there is a poet
Surviving elsewhere who arrived
In September it was

As I remember now because
Being then who survived
Arriving with less of me then
Knowing it was right when
Having fallen rising again

Though the Hi-Desert might
Not know it I am here to write
The best of me today
The rest of me was yesterday

Such neighbors as there are
Might see me as a falling star
Who rose again this far
With watchdogs watching over me
Keeping to myself here

Where falling stars shine bright and clear
And rightly privately
No one might ever know
But knowing I go on I go



IV



Let now be our happy-ever-after
Through past fears at last through tears to laughter
The laughter of the immortals like in
The Magic Theater let it begin
Like that somehow then and let it be now

We might as well between heaven and hell
And whatever else we trouble us by
Having come through both now I know how I
Like to live a little before I die
Take the present make it good and do well

Let it be now then and like that somehow
Not hereafter but now for the laughter
The laughter of the immortals who know
Life goes on and so we might as well go
Know as we go we go on even so

Always the present somehow the laughter
Let now be our happy-ever-after



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 11, 2015, 11:38 am


Until I Am Not



My teeth do not ache
Nor do my bones break
Though birdlike brittle

I get a little
Depressed now and then
Though now then again

But find in my mind
What to leave behind
And then I try to

Maybe demented
But not tormented
By then being when

My way out is in
How I know now so
I go on and go

To be and to do
The best of me now
The rest of somehow

A wonder to be
I understand me
Just glad to be free

And I know I will
Be freely me still
Until I am gone

So I will go on
With what I have got
Until I am not



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 9, 2015, 12:11 pm


Someones



for my Facebook friends



I want to be someone who makes
It better who has what it takes
To be who makes it be who shakes
Things up that need to be shaken

Someone not to be mistaken
For no one or someone who was
Like some but one who is and does

Like no one and like any one
Of us who is and does because
An any of the many one
Alone along with anyone

Together to be one with who
Are some to see the one with me
Who want to make it better too

I want to be someones with you
A sum of ones becoming free
To shake things up some ones to be
Someones who love more than their fear

Some ones around me I found here
As here we are so near though far
Someones who love us as we are



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 7, 2015, 9:30 pm


Real Time Roosters



Roosters crow whenever they feel
The time for a rooster to crow is real
In real time they crow as they go

First in the morning but without warning
Then whenever they feel they do
In real time what they feel is timely to

So they have limited appeal
Especially first thing in the morning

Out here I hear one loud and clear
And so I know a new rooster is near
Nor does he mind sounding silly

Cock-a-doodle-doing willy-nilly
What he doodle-does but really
Passion seems to be in fashion this spring

No more silly than anything

When he cock-a-doodle-does his doodling
I can feel the spring thing too and
When I feel the real then I understand

Sometimes we feel so real we crow
Sometimes I cock-a-doodle-do it too



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 7, 2015, 6:25 pm


The Cage



In a chain-link cage
There on pilgrimage
Where the razor-wire
Disciplined desire
There is where we smoked

Together we joked
Gallows humor when
Fellow madmen then
As the ashes fell
Who had gone to hell

Who fell through the fire
Nowhere everywhere
Where the cage is there
Or is it instead
Inside of my head?

A madman again
At an awkward age
Or still as I will
Be as I am till
I am not at all

With ghosts I recall
Then from September
As the ashes fall
Ghosts I remember
Now outside the wall

Where the cage is there
Nowhere everywhere



Steven Curtis Lance







Apr 6, 2015, 6:40 pm


Different



All my life I was different when
We were never supposed to be then
Falling anyway was pushed away
Down through a crack in society
Sent up because I was different

Seeing I was being sent I went
Being at sea seeing went to see
What I could see saw I should be free
However else whatever would be
Laughter for tears and love for my fears

To be after not to be these years
To be whoever I happen to
Find me to be as mindfully me
I am just to do what I must do
The way I came to be here today

Forever became whenever somehow
This is how then came to become now



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