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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Mar 1, 2015, 8:24 pm


When the Sky Falls



Not knowing much about much
I wonder about the clouds and such
Wanting to understand their ways
Closer to the sky these days

Having their ways here where I have found
When it rains the clouds always
Come down all the way bow to the ground
The sky comes down embracingly

When it falls without a sound
Crowding round the clouds bend down to touch
Tops of mountains then down the hills
Cloudbound all around the valley fills

When the sky falls and comes to be
Down here on the ground with me



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 28, 2015, 12:50 pm


Together but Alone



Why are some so angry?
The angry are afraid
For fear is what has made
Them lonely only for
What dares them scares them more

Angrily some love what
Keeps them from being free
Who hide behind their gates
Together but alone
Afraid of what awaits
For fear of the unknown
Afraid of some like me

Dislike us like me but
We who are free can see
Some exceptionally
Afraid it seems to be
For fear of the unknown

Except to be angry
Together but alone



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 27, 2015, 2:45 pm


Transcendentally Incoincidental



Saying what I mean
I grow till I am gone

In the in between
I know I will go on
Saying what it meant
To me to be who went
Still me to be free
To be transcendental
Of the incidental
Transcendentally
Incoincidental

Meaning what I say
I go on my way



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 24, 2015, 7:11 pm


Fairhaven Mausoleum



Fairhaven Mausoleum
Is sort of a museum
But of the dead instead
Of whatever

My Mom would think we should go
When she thought we ought have no
Dread mortality bred
Then of never

Over and underground rooms
All around the walls are tombs
Where the dead are in bed
There forever

Never easy to scare now
Ever since she took me there somehow



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 24, 2015, 3:31 pm


Grant's Tomb



Is Grant's Tomb made of granite
(I took for granted that it was)?

On the tomb is set in stone
"Let us have peace (leave us alone)"
Nothing taken for granted
Former president and his wife
Unhaunted nor enchanted
Residents of the quiet life
It would appear so I hear

A rolling stone if not granite
A madman making the best
Glad to be but sadly out west
As from another planet
However would not know because
I never got that far east
Have not gotten anywhere near

But to Yucca Valley at least
Where having gone there still here
Though in age so far away now
In the way out will be how
Outliving I outlove my fear
A near miss but this is it
For me from out here it seems clear

Taking for granted nothing
Making the best of everything



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 23, 2015, 4:03 pm


The Orange Public Library



I had read all the books in the library or
As many of them as I could
Looking for suggestions asking questions before
Wondering one day I understood
Not that I had to know but had to grow to be
Then as I did when I was a kid

As I understood I was to wonder some more
To live my life curiously
To be and through my curiosity be free
To ask the question the answer for
Furiously curiously wondering me
When I was a kid then so I did

I understood my task not to answer but to ask
Long ago at the Orange Public Library



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 21, 2015, 3:33 pm


Between to Be and Not to Be



for Franziska on her birthday



Between to be and not to be
There I remember where I see
Through the mad mirror of memory
Between sad scenes of what was me
What I thought was anyway
What I have loved and lost and such

Having been to be again
Being in between

I live to remember and yet
Regret I must die to forget
So to go on I just live with it
Face up to it and place my bet
Again on another day
But I remember way too much

If you are in between then
You know what I mean

Where I remember there I see
What I thought I forgot but not
To be forgotten as yet is what
I must forget tomorrow but
Remember just for today
Between to be and not to be



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 20, 2015, 2:18 pm


We Three



I



Today before tomorrow but
Tomorrow never comes
And yesterday seems more like what
Was once today becomes

Tomorrow is like yesterday
Except always unknown
But both alike a day away
The unknown from the known
Forgetting yesterday I let
Tomorrow go today

Tomorrow never comes and yet
Maybe it always was
How then becomes now to borrow
A day away a day
Earned yesterday to learn my way
Today by tomorrow

Maybe it never comes because
To keep me keeping on
Today is what tomorrow does
When yesterday is gone



II



I used to live by fear
But by love I am here

When someone was something wrong
One thing is to be sorry
A debt of regret to pay
As some who were wrong are we
Who were sorry all along
And as I am anyway

Another is to grow
And so I had to go

Sadder but wiser today
For being wrong then so long
And as I was yesterday
Doing wrong being that way
Living it down by living
It up now by forgiving

Forgiven and giving
Myself an outliving

Forgetting it if I may
Getting it getting along
Letting go of being wrong
Setting my sights high to be
Betting on a better me
Getting better every day

I went all the way and
Having gone understand

Here by love to live and die
Understand or wonder why
This is it and here and now
Underneath the bright blue sky
Here I stand and here am I
What I have and why and how

Love to live and die for
Someone afraid no more



III



With no one else around I found
Myself to be understood by me
Unjudgmental understanding
Found us bound the same way undemanding

Though once we hardly got along
Went round and round we have come a long
Way in our way which is to say
Lancean we who find ourselves three strong

When I run into me today
I find myself not running away
Then whenever I am around
And encounter myself I stop and stay

We understand but wonder so
Understanding wondering we see
Us go on with the show we know
The end of the play in our way we three



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 19, 2015, 1:00 pm


Encounter



With no one else around I found
Myself to be understood by me
Unjudgmental understanding
Found us bound the same way undemanding

Though once we hardly got along
Went round and round we have come a long
Way in our way which is to say
Lancean we who find ourselves three strong

When I run into me today
I find myself not running away
Then whenever I am around
And encounter myself I stop and stay

We understand but wonder so
Understanding wondering we see
Us go on with the show we know
The end of the play in our way we three



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 18, 2015, 10:33 am


Blue on Blue on Blue



Smoke curling up a shaft of starlight
To unfurling blue
Velvet sky with diamonds sparkling bright

Not as bright as you
Are my star who shine right through the night

Shine your light until
Morning tonight still as you always will
In my heart and through

You remember as I do
Blue on blue on blue



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 17, 2015, 6:59 am


Today by Tomorrow



Today before tomorrow but
Tomorrow never comes
And yesterday seems more like what
Was once today becomes

Tomorrow is like yesterday
Except always unknown
But both alike a day away
The unknown from the known
Forgetting yesterday I let
Tomorrow go today

Tomorrow never comes and yet
Maybe it always was
How then becomes now to borrow
A day away a day
Earned yesterday to learn my way
Today by tomorrow

Maybe it never comes because
To keep me keeping on
Today is what tomorrow does
When yesterday is gone



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 13, 2015, 1:55 pm


By Love



I used to live by fear
But by love I am here

When someone was something wrong
One thing is to be sorry
A debt of regret to pay
As some who were wrong are we
Who were sorry all along
And as I am anyway

Another is to grow
And so I had to go

Sadder but wiser today
For being wrong then so long
And as I was yesterday
Doing wrong being that way
Living it down by living
It up now by forgiving

Forgiven and giving
Myself an outliving

Forgetting it if I may
Getting it getting along
Letting go of being wrong
Setting my sights high to be
Betting on a better me
Getting better every day

I went all the way and
Having gone understand

Here by love to live and die
Understand or wonder why
This is it and here and now
Underneath the bright blue sky
Here I stand and here am I
What I have and why and how

Love to live and die for
Someone afraid no more



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 11, 2015, 6:22 pm


Curtain



I



I am what I think about
Hope and fear believe and doubt
Living to the limit of
What I think from inside out
To the limit of my love

So I do not want to be
Fearfully but hopefully

Living hope through doubt believe
Having given I receive
Though I go then may I grow
Even so now come to know
May I knowing this stay free:

I am what I think about
Nothing limits me but me



II



In time on time
Reason by rhyme
Seasons of then
And now and when

Maybe never
But forever
Too untimely
To be to me

Or not to be
How would I know
Then having been
Now when I go

Then now and when
Maybe never
But forever
In every now

And then and when
Are now somehow
Each in season
Time and again

Time is reason
Seasoned by rhyme
Always timely
On time in time



III



There is that star out my window again
A sign to me how far gone I have been
Where while I have been gone there I have seen
That star I neither outrun nor outlive
Out my windows in some crazy places

Some of them difficult and punitive
Or in some now become hazy faces
That I have been too lazy to forgive
How far I have come here and now to be
Where that star near from far is here with me

To keep as a part of me to go on
Shining in my heart until I have gone
On to shine on like a star myself when
I learn the secret the curtain is drawn
And falling I rise a star again then



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 10, 2015, 8:56 pm


A Star Again



There is that star out my window again
A sign to me how far gone I have been
Where while I have been gone there I have seen
That star I neither outrun nor outlive
Out my windows in some crazy places

Some of them difficult and punitive
Or in some now become hazy faces
That I have been too lazy to forgive
How far I have come here and now to be
Where that star near from far is here with me

To keep as a part of me to go on
Shining in my heart until I have gone
On to shine on like a star myself when
I learn the secret the curtain is drawn
And falling I rise a star again then



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 9, 2015, 3:20 pm


To the Limit



I am what I think about
Hope and fear believe and doubt
Living to the limit of
What I think from inside out
To the limit of my love

So I do not want to be
Fearfully but hopefully

Living hope through doubt believe
Having given I receive
Though I go then may I grow
Even so now come to know
May I knowing this stay free:

I am what I think about
Nothing limits me but me



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 7, 2015, 1:41 pm


Dig It



The dogs undertake to make excavations
Deepening their investigations
To it and at it dig deeper into
What only the doggedly dogly know of

A mystery beast a mouse at least
Under the side of the house to the east
That knows what to do and the dogs know it too
Mutuality of reality

They can dig it and they do
At it and to it and do it with love



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 6, 2015, 2:35 pm


Hi-Desert Hideaway



I



As I exist persistently
Being I might as well be
Seeing what is and what is not

Knowing from not what to avoid
Not to validate the void
Outgrowing what is not for what

As I exist persistently
I persist because I see
What is and what is not for me

I learned the hard way to let go
Of what was not but did so
I know to be from not to be

I am now as I see how
As I exist persistently



II



The dogs undertake to make excavations
Deepening their investigations
To it and at it dig deeper into
What only the doggedly dogly know of

A mystery beast a mouse at least
Under the side of the house to the east
That knows what to do and the dogs know it too
Mutuality of reality

They can dig it and they do
At it and to it and do it with love



III



Becoming an abstraction
Traveling light today
Subtraction and redaction
Action and reaction
Reduction and destruction
An ending to begin

I lost my mind to find me
Let go left behind me
What I lost but beginning
To find myself winning
Went on and I want to stay
Gone where I am to be

Unraveling I survived
Reaction by action
Dysfunction by distraction
Traveling I arrived
Now to my satisfaction
By losing how I win

My way out is in
A Hi-Desert hideaway



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 4, 2015, 9:13 am


Big Dogs



for Hi-Desert hounds Marisol and Bowser



All the small dogs all the way
Back to the lap say yap-yap-yap
The small dogs go because they
Know when the big dogs come to play
It gets ruff-ruff-ruff and raw
The hour of the power of the paw

Two big dogs asleep right here
Might fill small dogs' small hearts with fear
Dreaming they fillet and eat
Some small dogs from across the street
Woof-woof-woofing down the small
To wake up hungry after all

Dreaming seeming that they do
What big dogs waking threaten to
Bowser could and Marisol
Would eat anything anyway
Waking they know to agree
Though to Alpo and Pedigree

Big dogs dreaming snout to snout
About small dogs tiptoeing out
Big dogs waking and I say
They make me arf-arf-arfully
Glad to have big dogs (really
I say it is they who have me)



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 3, 2015, 12:15 am


Yuk it Up in Yucca Valley



for Bud



I like to yuk it up in Yucca Valley
And josh around in the Joshua Tree
Saloon as soon we my buddy Bud and me
Again then will do when I am glad to
Be around for the end who found a friend who
In our way anyway quite quietly
Likes to yuk it up in Yucca Valley too

Existentially I guess but I confess
And rather more than I have been before
I am glad I exist rather more than less
Being more seeing what being is for
In a Hi-Desert hideaway saying yes
To life having friends though being a mess
Getting it in a setting where it gets me

Celebrating philosophically
I like to yuk it up in Yucca Valley



Steven Curtis Lance







Jan 31, 2015, 4:19 pm


My How by Somehow



I



Desperate faces
Disparate places
By most never seen
Trials and errors
Daydreams night-terrors
I know what they mean

What would but could not
Be could be what would
Be when understood
What would be and could
What many forgot
In woulds of should not

Fear is what it was
Doing what it does



II



Many said I should
Be free but not free
Not what but somewhat
Not any like me
But I knew I could
Be and I would be

I gave all I got
Not somewhat but what
Somehow to get it
Forget it but get
It back around then
Not to regret it

Remembering when
The wheel turned again



III



My where by somewhere
Was dark then and there
Having gone too far
Into the spaces
Of times in between
But I fell a star

What would be could be
To go far who are
Then misunderstood
Farther than they would
Like one having gone
Too far who went on

And here I am now
My how by somehow



Steven Curtis Lance







Jan 31, 2015, 2:25 pm


Timely



In time on time
Reason by rhyme
Seasons of then
And now and when

Maybe never
But forever
Too untimely
To be to me

Or not to be
How would I know
Then having been
Now when I go

Then now and when
Maybe never
But forever
In every now

And then and when
Are now somehow
Each in season
Time and again

Time is reason
Seasoned by rhyme
Always timely
On time in time



Steven Curtis Lance







Jan 30, 2015, 2:55 pm


Threescore



At onescore I was arrogant
And twoscore I was dumb
Now threescore how transcendent
At last to overcome
Much past indiscretion such as
One who two through threescore has

Digression after of before
Not what I was meant for
But life went on though I went
Arrogant no more
When what I thought I knew
Ingrown went unknown out the door

One knew then the score was two
One who outgrew it inwardly
To overcome the dumb
More a total than a sum
As I grew into me
I knew then how I grew to be

As I say today at three
Fourscore here I come



Steven Curtis Lance







Jan 27, 2015, 8:27 am


All the Way



Having lived a long time I have learned
The hard way all along the way have earned
A kind of mindfulness who knows how

And some find me one who knows now
That I know how life is like a kiss
When I close my eyes then remember this
I am one who knows some who know too

Some other ones who are and do
Someones who see meaning in between
Us know who we are so see what we mean

And we feel free to be who we are
Seeing us why and being who
Know we are there when we go too far
Where all the way then falling like a star

When we have been and done and gone
On all the way when life goes on



Steven Curtis Lance







Jan 19, 2015, 10:09 pm


Other



Other is not without but in
Us bothering us from within
Finding us of a mind to be
Our kind of specificity
But exploring how to be more
Than what we love by what we fear

To see another in my face
Some other place in time and space
Reminds me how I find me here
Before and after as what for
That I who could be different
Am this me now here where I went

When being me this way to be
Who could see now some other day
Understood in another way
In another reality
In one another anyway
Then other does not bother me

An other and another me
Where other is not without but
In not out and not without me
Whichever me no matter what
However I would or should or
Could be more than ever before

Other is us our own and yet
Another way to let us see
That when we get we find then to
Be you and me as us we who
Not to forget the it to get
Are here and now and this is it

To grow together until gone
Another reason to go on



Steven Curtis Lance







Jan 17, 2015, 6:03 pm


Pepperoni



A hot dog full of baloney
With his six-inch pepperoni
Not understanding anything
Nevertheless was wondering
About forever never mind
That he thought he got left behind
Or would be should some rapture come

"Do not forget to get" he thought
For now who could be getting some

When he did not then so he got
Out and about got up got down
In the now got out on the town
Did as he does because he was
Coming to understand something
A six-inch pepperoni does
But what he got was what was not

A hot dog full of baloney
Nevertheless was wondering



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