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Oct 29, 2014, 11:00 pm


The ends
Of the sky join hands
Tonight

For friends
From faraway lands
Who write







Oct 29, 2014, 8:59 pm


The Ends of the Sky



In the night a secret though
Not to who would share it
As above by love below
It is ours who wear it

Like a festive vestment when
In the in between some
Contemplating overcome
Mindfully transcending

Become then neverending
Continuing begin
Letter by letter to find
Some of similar mind

Staring at the stars there too
Though from the other side
Also along for the ride
When the way out is in

Now faraway here nearby
We who do as we do
Wherever we may be you
And I draw near hereby:

The ends
Of the sky join hands
Tonight

For friends
From faraway lands
Who write



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 28, 2014, 12:27 am


Blue Velvet Diamonds



for Franziska



I



A madman searching for a star
Who I am and what you are
But I have searched and I have found
You who found me on the ground

And when I search your face I see
Through to the reality
Of both of us that love is what
Is but not of love is not

That not of love not now not here
Is of the phantom fear



II



But star you are what is like me
We who meet where earth meets sky
You as the star I know you are
I as who have known you star

And as what is you star and I
Are of love to always be
As first we transcendentally
Were as you and me as we

I know you are like I am too
So star I reach for you



III



Blue velvet diamonds surround
At midnight and quite alone
A madman and the star he found
Or was shown he says foreknown

There he is in the in between
Where he says there might be seen
Ever brighter neverlight to
See through him to see him through

A star that only he can see
The madman lonely me



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 26, 2014, 12:31 pm


Curiosity



I



I have a long nose
And also it grows
Off to one side a bit

I am used to it
The nose I have got
Not the nose I have not

For many a year
Between love and fear
My nose has been right there

I follow it where
It goes I suppose
I think but my nose knows



II



Those who are afraid
Would like me to be too
Be like they have made
So many but I do
Not like what I see
Of that which is not love

Being afraid of
Out there in where between
Their fear can be seen
They should know what I mean
But would like to save
My soul from being brave

But as doubt has shown
I would like to be free
Though I understand
The fear in their demand
Not to be alone
Here (a fear I have known)

Would they could let go
To listen now and then
Through the silence when
It wonders then again
Would they could find out
And understand to know

Curiosity
Is what "free" is about



III



Out and about and
About to find out
Through doubt to understand

What though not to know
To wonder about
As I go so to grow

I get by hereby
Now under the sky
I get how round I go

Though I get lost I
Go then to be found
When I come back around



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 26, 2014, 4:59 am


No More Tricks



Those who would control
Us get through to our soul
When we are afraid
Then is when they get paid

Fear is how they met us
Now they would get us
All to be afraid of
Each other and love

Spooked before prepared
This time for no more tricks
Nor let us be scared
By fearful politics

Angels always say "do
Not be afraid": me too



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 25, 2014, 10:19 am


Nose Knows



I have a long nose
And also it grows
Off to one side a bit

I am used to it
The nose I have got
Not the nose I have not

For many a year
Between love and fear
My nose has been right there

I follow it where
It goes I suppose
I think but my nose knows



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 25, 2014, 5:09 am


Abutted



The dogs sleep cheek-to-cheek
Not cheek-by-jowl but back-
To-back two-to-a-pack
Abutted so to speak

One snout points this way and
Then on the other hand
(Or paw) a snout points out
That way as face-to-face
In kind as from behind
Is dogly mind-to-mind
When two butt-sniffers who
Do as they dogly do
By fundamental grace
Win favor in the end

Savoring what is true
Connected at the butt-
End of no-matter-what
Abutted friend-to-friend



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 24, 2014, 7:11 pm


Now (or Never)



Not quite sure of heaven though quite so of no hell
I might not be right but I am anyway
Coming from there now knowing how it was not here
Being here between there and then to do as well
As I can before tomorrow after yesterday
Here and now where and when I am to do today
Not quite sure forever though quite so of here however

Where it seems to me the thing to do is be
Today the best I can transcending cant and creed
That I never wanted haunting all I ever need
When I am being here now not to be in fear
Past at last regretting not forgetting to forget
Letting go and getting it getting on with it
Not quite sure forever though quite so of now (or never)



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 24, 2014, 4:14 pm


Folly



Eating and excreting through their fleeting folly here
The fearful and uncheerful the frumpy and the grumpy
Go through their motions by emotions dying of fear

The folly of their fleeting their bleating and their cheating
Is how they feel that everyone now must be afraid
The way they are though solid be so stolid be so staid

Somehow in their unreason in their mad season they
Feel they should be in charge of things and this brings me to say
I refuse their yesterday as I choose my today

An open mind by hope may find what one unkind may miss
Something beautiful so dutiful I tell you this
Between us and I mean us we they have not made afraid:

Refuse to be these people who by steeple or by rote
Insist now we must choose them just refuse them and go vote



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 24, 2014, 1:11 pm


The Role of a Lifetime



for Alexander and his Stylistics Class at Aklan Catholic College
in Kalibo in Aklan in The Philippines




I



Not quite sure of heaven though quite so of no hell
I might not be right but I am anyway
Coming from there now knowing how it was not here
Being here between there and then to do as well
As I can before tomorrow after yesterday
Here and now where and when I am to do today
Not quite sure forever though quite so of here however

Where it seems to me the thing to do is be
Today the best I can transcending cant and creed
That I never wanted haunting all I ever need
When I am being here now not to be in fear
Past at last regretting not forgetting to forget
Letting go and getting it getting on with it
Not quite sure forever though quite so of now (or never)



II



A lot may come between later and now
Life happens and because it does is how
It is with us we never know but go
On with the show as all we ever know
In it together we may as well be kind

But I for one of many find it fun
To find out as I go like anyone
Who learns not to try to control the role
But face and embrace my part with my heart
Whether or not it may make sense to my mind

I take my chance as Steven Curtis Lance
The role of a lifetime so on with the show



III



Eating and excreting through their fleeting folly here
The fearful and uncheerful the frumpy and the grumpy
Go through their motions by emotions dying of fear

The folly of their fleeting their bleating and their cheating
Is how they feel that everyone now must be afraid
The way they are though solid be so stolid be so staid

Somehow in their unreason in their mad season they
Feel they should be in charge of things and this brings me to say
I refuse their yesterday as I choose my today

An open mind by hope may find what one unkind may miss
Something beautiful so dutiful I tell you this
Between us and I mean us we they have not made afraid:

Refuse to be these people who by steeple or by rote
Insist now we must choose them just refuse them and go vote



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 23, 2014, 12:58 pm


The Watchdog



Homely that downhome dogly way
Marisol is unlovely some say
But I say she with her long-eared hangdog face
She wears doggedly bears a watchful grace
If ferociously occasionally
To me she is lovely anyway

I look at Marisol and see
No circus poodle in a tutu
But heavy-duty dogpower to do to
Whoever whatever must be done
If something is done she is the one
Who does as she keeps the watch for her friends

For doggedness or the love of me
The watch of the watchdog never ends



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 21, 2014, 8:50 am


Turning



Now leaves are turning before they fall
After the laughter after all
This is how stars are learning they do too

Call it falling but call me who
Rose up that way when I chose to when
Turning but not turning away

Turning before when after now then
Turning not as if to say goodbye
Turning that way night turns to day

This madman you see is me in the sky
Before you now after the fall of it all
Wondering but understanding why

This man glad I rose because I chose to
Surprised to realize I was supposed to
Let go to get where I had to be

Tuned in turned on dropped out gone within
Finding the only way out is in
Here I am now to find out about love

Mindful how whatever I dream of
Is what becomes me ultimately
Though gone I dreamed of freedom so I went free

Having let go of it all I fall
In love to rise again after all



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 20, 2014, 2:01 pm


A Part of Me



This part in my hair is simply where
It is as it has been so long
Now never bereft of a part there left
Not right somehow right looks wrong
Way round reflected round the wrong way

I could part it the other way but
The roots still have a will so strong
That though surprised they could rise up and heft
It leftward to have their say
Rooted not in what will be but was
As they and so many are anyway

They might be right it may as well stay
Unheft (and of course uncut)
As it is and was to do as it does
Because it looks simply there
Left right way round where it is today

Though a triviality
Even so a part of me



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 20, 2014, 11:06 am


Stupid Season



Stupidity makes me nervous
Especially in the service
Of fear the way they play it here
In politics by stupid tricks
Hysteria nonsensical

May we be commonsensical
To reason through stupidity
And may this stupid season be
Soon but the fearful memory
Of those who did not deserve us



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 18, 2014, 12:40 pm


Stars We Are



for Franziska



Each of us is the star of our own show
A reality show that is that is you
Know though you really have to be to know
But I really do and you really do too
Headlining daily dramas as we do

May my show be the epitome of me
Yours of you as on with the show we go
I want to be witty and entertaining
Personally and I would like to be
Dramatic albeit without complaining

So now is the show and then we go on
When each will shine the stars we are till dawn



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 17, 2014, 1:21 pm


Hell of a Swell of a



I want to be beloved after I die
For being a hell of a swell of a guy
Or if not before being and seeing more
Than I have been before the after between

When I wondered then I understood I mean
Well and mean to be a hell of a swell of
A guy before and after living by love
Dying by it too both after and before

For love is what living or dying is for



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 16, 2014, 3:52 pm


But I Have Friends



Yes I am a mess
But I have friends
Who by your love bless
Still till it ends
Our journey along

You keep me strong

I think of you
Though I am a mess
And I love you
Who know what to do
So I say "yes

But I have friends"



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 15, 2014, 11:05 am


The Dark



Where I ply my poetry by day
There by night the stars take me away
To see by moon what I saw by sun
How the change is now my night begun
A change important for me to see
I who could or would not for awhile

But having come for many a mile
I know I am not the only one
Like any of many passing through
From where I was to where I will be
Being here now when the stars are too
Seeing the change how the change is me

Star from afar come to arc my spark
Falling but not afraid of the dark



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 14, 2014, 3:21 am


Doing That Lancean Specificity



a quadriga



for Alexander and his students in Aklan



I



I suppose my father's poetry to be
An existential necessity
Going out by night a hitman as he did
By day in poetry to get rid
Of the blood on his hands by saying
What could not be said and here I am staying
Within the bloodlines saying it now
The son who survived him one who understands
What my father could not say somehow
What I would say now but with clean hands

He did as he was because that was then
Now somehow I am who does it again



II



The dogs are running in their dreams
And barking far away it seems
Across the dark internally
Though paused their paws trot quietly

As they lie sleeping two of three
While one of us writes poetry
Or maybe dogly doggerel
As dogged as the other two

Not yet to get to sleep until
Dreams pass again then when they lie
Still as they will alongside by
This one of three still wakeful me

When it befell me to tell you
About it now then how I do



III



I mow my whiskers short then
They grow back long and soon
They will need mowing again
Within another moon
In maybe a week or two

My hair is growing back now
By my minoxidil
Encouraging to see how
It goes and grows until
I look better than I do

And I have gotten a tan
In Yucca Valley here
I think I look better than
I did that much is clear
So here I am going on

I had to get out of where
I was before I died
I had to get out of there
And I had to decide
To go on or to be gone

So I went where I was meant
To be a place for me
Where the "wayside sacrament"
Of Emerson grows free
And my hair and whiskers too

Santa Ana way behind me
In the desert you may find me



IV



Not buying it I give away everything
So feel good not to be selling anything
But I who do better letter by letter
Know I am growing though meticulously

It feels good being free like I want to be
Understood more than I ever was before
Being now I could say somehow understood
What I always wanted but never dreamed of

And how the future now is haunted by me
Leaving my mad nursery rhymes of my times
My seasons my reasons being all for love
Therefore saying yes I guess to being more

It feels good being me feeling good to be
Doing that Lancean Specificity



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 13, 2014, 5:00 pm


A Hog of a Dog



Marisol is a hog of a dog she
Is big and tough and protective of me
Believing me to be too fragile for
The world on my own like I was before

She thinks she has a better idea to
Keep an eye on me whatever I do
So wherever I go I have a friend
Watching and waiting to fight to the end

Though that will not be necessary but
Marisol is ready no matter what
A hog of a dog she is big and tough
Providing her protection doggedly

No circus poodle she is smart enough
Watching and waiting to keep an eye on me



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 11, 2014, 7:44 pm


Animal



I feel like an animal and it feels good
Being an animal having understood
This breath in and out and this beat in my chest
This rhythm of me as I insist to be
Constantly quietly if hesitantly
Through the bad to the good at work and at rest
Is though it is so it is all for the best
As an organism that I organize
Me being free in my animality
As a reality that I realize
This is it here now as I open my eyes
To see me an animal who would and could

Being an animal liking what I see
I feel like an animal and it feels good



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 9, 2014, 10:47 am


Whatever



I



I hear some things I may have said
Come from another head
And say some things I may have heard
Come by another word

To me to be a symbol of
Our sharing here as we
Mind to mind and through life to love
Find our reality

To be us as we see us we
Who are just who must be
As we abide as we remain
As we have come this far

As we are who need not explain
Who are just as we are



II



I like to be awake when others sleep
I like to keep my distance as I keep
Insisting on being me in my way
A dog among dogs and this is my day

I like to wonder about everything
And to take a hand in its unfolding
I like to understand the song I sing
And what I take from it is what I bring

I like to be alone but to be known
And I believe in the signs I am shown
The omens of my happiness I see
But most of all I like that you like me



III



Being here and now because this is what is
Nothing was ever anything like this
Everything being something like a kiss

Seeing clearly how here and now are never
There then but wherever and whenever
At one with the many being anywhere

Seeing I am one now with everyone
Under the stars seeing how the world is ours
Wondering under the moon and the sun

Freeing me by seeing I am being where
And when I am here now then I am there
One with each and every being everywhere

Being my being never hers nor his
Seeing who I am through being who is
Here now wherever whenever as ever

Not to miss whatever for forever
Never will be if it ever was but now
But if I live forever this is how



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 6, 2014, 3:49 pm


Maybe This is It



The plane flying high scalpels through the sky
Tracing a momentary incision
Marking the arcing of its passing by
The sky heals erasing with precision

The jackrabbit never looks way up there
It does not matter so it does not mind
Having more immediate concerns where
Some predator may come up from behind

The roadrunner hops to a fencepost top
There to consider the situation
Having run all day but better not stop
The lizard runs by in explanation

The dogs are just happy to be away
From Santa Ana and detractors of
Dogs back at COGS on this their dogly day
They made it to doggedly through their love

And the poet has an epiphany
Now maybe happiness has come somehow
Thought never to be not ever to see
Maybe this is it being here and now



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 4, 2014, 9:57 pm


One



Being here and now because this is what is
Nothing was ever anything like this
Everything being something like a kiss

Seeing clearly how here and now are never
There then but wherever and whenever
At one with the many being anywhere

Seeing I am one now with everyone
Under the stars seeing how the world is ours
Wondering under the moon and the sun

Freeing me by seeing I am being where
And when I am here now then I am there
One with each and every being everywhere

Being my being never hers nor his
Seeing who I am through being who is
Here now wherever whenever as ever

Not to miss whatever for forever
Never will be if it ever was but now
But if I live forever this is how



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 4, 2014, 9:34 am


Let Go and Grow



Some choose to refuse to let go and grow
Dragging their feet and so they go slow

The ones who think they have it figured out
Are the ones I wonder about
What with all those ideas they spout
And all those ideals they tout
Spouting and touting they leave me doubting
Though I understand they think they know
I know they do not no matter what
They do to make it come true it does not

Spouting and touting they start shouting

When their doubting begins to show
Let them come out then and let them doubt
Alongside me as we wonder about
What may or not be figured out
By the maybe of curiosity
Still the ones who think they know will go
On spouting until their doubting is gone
No doubt about it though slow they go on

Spouting touting doubting even so
The ones who think they do but do not know



Steven Curtis Lance










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