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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Jul 19, 2007, 10:53 pm


An Erstwhile Undiscovered Part of Me

I woke this morning to remember that
Impulsively I shaved my head last night

Where my hair used to be my head is white
With the outline remaining where it was
So now I am rummaging for a hat
To avoid sunburn and embarrassment

Those who see will think it must be chemo
Or some other good reason my hair went
On holiday so suddenly one day

Questioning people will question the cause
For this effect some cause I might not know
Yet it is without question gone away

Is it too late at last to stimulate
Its growth by such a radical shearing
Or is that an old wives' tale out of date
Which might but hasten its disappearing?

What if like Samson I have lost my strength
And might not be able to write about
This experience as I would like to?

This act might have planted some seed of doubt
I feel strangely shy to share it with you

My hair is all exactly the same length
Which is to say it has no length at all
But at least this happened in summer's heat

And it will all be grown back in the fall
To stand at attention bristlingly neat

Till then I take this opportunity
Having abandoned my search for a hat
Open to the sky if not knowing why
To be all me no more nor less than that

To open my mind and to ventilate
An erstwhile undiscovered part of me

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 18, 2007, 12:58 am


My Mother the Moon and Me

When my mother came to die
She never wore her glasses anymore
Sometimes now neither do I
Since there is little to see but the door
Yet beyond this waits the sky

I mostly wear my glasses for the moon
To search its surface for a face
Familiar to me to see again soon
Found in the sky the fond embrace
Of one I loved and lost who went before

One who is loved is never lost
The moon is high but not too high
Open the door nor count the cost
What waxes must wane
To wax yet again

My mother is smiling tonight and I
Am ready to live to die and to rise
My mother's son now a child of the sky
I take off my glasses and realize
All I need to see is here within me

Closer than the moon and nearer than soon
Right here right now I am risen and free

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 16, 2007, 5:25 pm


For You

They ask me "is there someone?" There is not:
There once was someone but then she forgot
About us and how much she meant to me
I loved her blindly so I could not see
That she had stopped loving me long ago
Maybe I was the last one to know...

For all I know there could be someone now
Loving me softly (secretly!) tonight
Who is waiting for when the time is right
To tell me except she is not sure how
That she started loving me long ago
Maybe I am the last one to know...

What if we wish tonight on this same star
Under this same moon as we wait for "soon"?
Come out love... come out... wherever you are...
I will wait forever if I have to
Until we are one with our star our moon
And until then be lonely: for you

(Come out love... come out... wherever you are...)

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 15, 2007, 9:29 pm


Essence

After so many years here we are now
I for one never thought I would make it
Always thinking I would die young somehow

Life seemed so hard once! "How could I take it
For all those years we are expected to?"
I asked knowing I could never fake it
The way middle-aged people did (and do)
But as it turned out it was not half bad

"Getting there is half the fun" as they say
And all of those catastrophes I had
Seem more like adventures along the way
Looking back... and forward: into your eyes

I see I am still me reflected here
The essence of who we are never dies
As I find myself in your eyes today
The same as I was except for the fear
Which time like the tide has polished away

It took me a long time to realize
But I am here to live and to love you
I hope that as you live you love me too

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 14, 2007, 11:13 pm


Freedom of Thought Would Give You Wings

die Gedanken sind frei

What is it you are looking for?
Who lives and loves needs nothing more

If you open your eyes to see
And open your mind you will find
All that you need here close at hand
Your nose points forward not behind
And outward to infinity
Enjoy it then and understand
Contentment waits in simple things

If only you would flap and fly
Freedom of thought would give you wings
To live it up with lift you high
And make your life a lot more fun

Let go and give yourself a chance
For life has always just begun
Forget your fears and join the dance
Of living loving laughing life

Love me and you and everyone
Break free of argument and strife
And see how easy life can be
If you can find the magic in
The daily commonality
Without or if you choose within
The things surrounding you and me

And if you get lost or get bored
Turn in or outward till you see
The wonders of the unexplored
Unnoticed you can have for free

Whatever you are looking for
Make love to me as I to you
And let us taste of what is true
Who lives and loves needs nothing more

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 13, 2007, 10:24 pm


The Heart Knows Better

Belief bespeaks higher reality
The heart knows better than what the eyes see

Each breath I take becomes an act of faith
The beating of my heart the rhythm of
Life and nothing less unafraid of death
That ultimate we give the name of love

To live and to love we are called were made
And so we will be our hearts lifted high
We who have no reason to be afraid
Will live and love freely as time goes by

As time falls away irrelevant to
The manifestation of our dreams here
The living of me the loving of you
As we soar into always leaving fear
Behind in the dust as we know we must

And oh what free flight it is when we soar
Higher and further beyond everything
Which ever held us down to soar the more
As the rhythm of life beats and we sing
Of freedom and transcendence past the care
Beyond not caring through the open sky

Through the open air into everywhere
Without even pausing to say goodbye
To the chains and their stains we left behind
Ascending to life which never need die
The life of love of universal mind

Belief bespeaks higher reality
The heart knows better than what the eyes see

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 11, 2007, 8:59 pm


Acceptance

The days are growing shorter but
Now I embrace that which must be
At shortened sunsets dreaming what
These shortened days might hold for me

The nights are growing longer yet
The moon shines brighter than ever
Since I let go of time to let
Myself into now from never

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 9, 2007, 10:21 pm


Somebody Worth Loving?

The music stopped the echo died away
Dried and dessicated as the husk of
A flower which once meant everything to
The person I used to be yesterday

How rich I was then surrounded by love!
Now all I have left are these words for you
I hope you will take them from my thin hand
From what is left of me and understand

I used to be somebody did you know?
But none of that matters anymore now
I just want to be forgiven then go
And have you remember me well somehow

I love you with what is left of my heart
My body and my soul love you as one
Who wants to make you smile before they part
And kiss my closed eyes when my soul has gone

I might have a month I might have a year
All I know is I am with you today
What is left of me shorn of fame and fear
But before I go I just want to say

Thank you for being so kind to me
Thank you for understanding me how
I did the best that I could to be
Somebody worth loving ...loving you now

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 8, 2007, 3:43 am


The Veil and the Vision

Waiting by the water for the fire to fall
I look forward to beginning my journey

Though I may never go anywhere at all
At something like sunset the journey takes me

Where I might be journeying I never know
Till it happens and maybe not even then

I have to be patient to go and not go
I have to be ready for the moment when
The fire falls and unseen hands spirit away
The veil which customarily wraps my eyes
And which makes a starless moonless night of day
The removal of which makes me realize
How much of the time how little I can see
But it is always darkest just before dawn
While waiting for light when the veil is withdrawn

When revealed before me shines the mystery
I write it down quickly and then it is gone

But it becomes a keepsake of memory
Though the veil is restored the vision lives on

This is how poetry comes to be
At least how this poem came to me

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 6, 2007, 4:10 am


Friends and Lovers

When two friends fall in love what does it cost?
Where something is gained is something else lost
Or does the past return to leave afraid?

Friends make better lovers than strangers could
When everyone we meet lives as the star
Of his or her own opera and they are
Through conjugation by the bed unmade
As they purport to purchases unpaid
Psychodramatic traumatic not fun

With friends conversation is understood
As something like a sacrament to be
As close by choice as you can be to one
Who chooses to be just as close to me

And this is how the miracle is done
By word of mouth and on a handshake for
A closeness which by choice asks nothing more
Than two friends and some curiosity
Which causes them to leave the door ajar
As friends will do in close community
For sharing compared human empathy

The step from friends to lovers is not far
The love we gain outweighs the fear we lost
In this life where life itself is the cost
Of living and loving and if one ends
We have the other one still we are friends
First and last before and after other
Roles we might play as sister and brother
Aboard the sinking ship Humanity

Our ship will not go down unless we doubt
As humans do as human as we are
But I doubt we could doubt you or doubt me
When friends become lovers and stars come out
Not just to play at our expense but stay
To make the night the best part of our day

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 2, 2007, 11:04 pm


One of Those Places

the Plaza park in my hometown

A twilit Monday quiet as any I can
Recall since an old child once turned to a young man
Who went on to become then this old child again

I walk to my customary place in the square
In the Plaza at the hub of the circle there

I consider caramel-apple suckers where
One blown-away day I sat close with another
Eating caramel-apple suckers in the rain

Now she is far away from me as yesterday
The days blow away while only their ghosts remain

This is where the others worried to my mother
About her child and thought they might take me away

And yet here I am and I listen to the train
Blowing a song about winners who lose it all
About how money can cost you your family

The water around the fountain swirls down the drain
To be drawn back up to dance the patterns I see

There are some places where it should always be fall
And this is one of those places (at least to me)

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jul 1, 2007, 3:18 am


Stay Hungry

What is it again we are looking for?
If we ever find it then it might be
Enough for awhile until we want more

An appetizer toward satiety
A spirit-snack as the need increases
To stimulate our curiosity

Nature abhors a vacuum nor ceases
To make hungry hunters of you and me
I hope I only find it at the end

I want to keep wandering all night long
One who has found it seems no more a friend
But smug and flaccid where I would be strong

I want to stay hungry all the way up
Or down however you choose to see it
My bowl half-empty with a half-full cup

Some ask the question but I want to be it
Some shout their answer at me but I say
I only hear their self-satisfaction

They never asked the question anyway
Distracted to unthinking inaction
By deductive reductive redaction

To those who must shout answers I say please
Look around you at our diversity
Remember there are more satieties
Than one-size-fits-all answers you would shove
Down the throats of all in the name of love

So if you love me let me disagree
I may never taste of satiety
That intoxicated sobriety
Staying hungry but curiosity
Is the food of hungry hunters like me

Although satiety might be nice
My curiosity will suffice

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 30, 2007, 2:18 am


Dark Mirror

Gnawing disinterestedly on
A slice of radish till it is gone
Reaching for another to repeat
The process I process the defeat
Of sense by the senselessness I see
Above below and all around me

Not that I have any sense either
Sensible senseless both and neither
I live the Socratic irony
That the more I know the less I know

All I have left is what I believe
To keep me from stumbling as I go
By faith if not sight hoping to grow
Passively prepared to stay or leave
Not fearing death but happy to live
Aging against the alternative

I never like to walk out of a play
Before it concludes and the players bow
The play of tomorrow and yesterday
Inevitably climaxes today
The best part of the tragedy is now
When it is seen to be a comedy

Surrounding me on the stage I see
Each of the players is only me
Reflected in the dark mirror of
Life and death by hope by faith by love

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 28, 2007, 3:20 am


Beyond the Illusion

Beyond the illusion and vanity
Of the mask we choose for others to see
The truth of us is found in what they say
When we are out of earshot well away
From what is said of us when we are gone

Despite our performance when we are on
It is when we are off the stage that we
Beyond applause are evaluated
When we are weighed considered and rated

We have no redress no way to change this
Third party peer review this curse or kiss
This love or hate this to appreciate
Or not which depends on what we have done

The wheel we set in motion once begun
Will turn until we turn to dust and then
Let judgment of another kind begin
But those who are kind need never despair

Judgment is kind to those willing to care
For others and not just for what they say
When we are out of earshot well away
While going to tomorrow growing there
Together on and off this stage we share

Let us create before it is too late
Our fate tomorrow being kind today

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 26, 2007, 11:52 pm


Faith

I cannot afford to lose the lottery
I never have the ticket price to spare
The daydream of wealth by serendipity
The poor man's castle of clouds in the air
Will just have to go on shining without me

If I won it Social Security
Would take every cent of it anyway
To keep my income where it is today

I cannot afford to win the lottery
Just as I cannot afford to lose
Nor can I even afford to care

Having no choice means not having to choose

Prosperity chased finds new places to hide
But I am not chasing it: God will provide

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 25, 2007, 12:45 am


Farewell My Child

I ask no more than this affinity
This small shared circumstance of being Lance
Proceeding from our consanguinity
Which leads us down the decades in a dance
Of life and death and what we wish ...or not

And as there is no luck there is no chance
Escaping haunting by what we forgot

Although forgotten still we linger here
Remembering despite ourselves we are
Within our flesh and blood and bone so near
While yet within our heart and mind so far

Farewell my child as you go run your course
My destiny as I remain your source

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 24, 2007, 12:43 am


Meeting Aurora at Spiro's for Dinner

a sonnet

As the smoking flesh of sacrificed beasts
Brings bloodlust satiety to the feasts
Of the overwrought overweight and fraught
Lamenters of their frustrations and ills
I wait head-down invisible as taught

As angry obesities pay their bills
Complaining of chicken-fried steaks they bought
And wondering if they forgot their pills
I wait to see someone who waits for me
While wondering what we are waiting for

And if they have found their satiety
Why do these people keep looking for more?
Their eyes are hungry wily and wary

Satiety must be temporary

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 22, 2007, 1:35 am


My Misplaced Destiny

Tonight I could see
Your little blue star
Once more it made me
Wonder where you are

You are here somewhere
Though lost to me now
The sightings are rare
I never know when

Yet I see somehow
A toss of your hair
An arch of your brow
Every now and then

Clean sheets on my bed
But lost dreams of you
Turning in my head
Can never come true

I can no longer see
Dark tears have made me blind
Nor can I forget you
In the darkness behind

You will not forget me
Your heart will not let you
Wherever you may be
My misplaced destiny

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 19, 2007, 5:07 am


A Sonnet Upon It

Elasticizing to eternity
The spacetime fabric yields so is not torn
Metastasizing the return of me
Life quietly prepares me to be born
Anew with you as I am born each day
Too old for death too young for life are we
Unnumbered timeless beings one might say
Our days behind before infinity

And when we meet out on the street and greet
It always is a cry of victory
Invulnerable we know no defeat
Since all we have to do to win is be
And though we know this might seem rather odd
No one belongs to anyone but God

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 16, 2007, 10:10 pm


Specific Leaves

Particularities and specificities
All those uniquenesses which cause you to be you
In which one sees into the forest through the trees
To find within this breathing leaf life proven true
Distinctly realized from possibilities
And permutations far beyond the reckoning
Of one leaf of another waving beckoning

One greets and celebrates the other glad to be
Specific leaves alive in moments such as these
Respiring and aspiring here until the fall
When you and I shall fly into infinity
And our particularities fit into All
Our permutations reckoned in the reckoning
Of leaves and trees and forests waving beckoning

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 15, 2007, 12:49 am


Life's Tender Kiss

I will live out my days in peace and love content
To be a little candle in the growing dark
And though I am poor and unimportant and small
Though dark is growing deeper I will be a spark
Which just might bring some light to this world after all

I joined in an anti-war protest yesterday
With passing cars honking in solidarity
And it made me feel empowered in that same way
As I feel in church when taking the sacrament
The word made flesh and the gospel practiced in me

I humbled the pro-war heckler with humble words
Dona nobis pacem O Jesu Domine
And I in turn was humbled by the song of birds
Their hymn to life so heartfelt I could only say
Deus meus et omnia adoro te

Life's tender kiss so brief war's brutal rape so long
The angry and the empty of the right are wrong

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII + Dona nobis pacem








Jun 13, 2007, 9:56 pm


Poets' Corner

for Franziska

I write myself into then out of a corner
As if with my own Christmas pie like Jack Horner
When I am written in I write right out again
Since I have stuck in my thumb and pulled out a plum

And that as much as anything is poetry
Explained as much as such a thing can ever be
This art which I practice yet which practices me
In a self-induced altered state of consciousness

"A drug" you say and ask "Is it addictive?" Yes
A corner with a door in the floor if you should
Go inside to ride the tide and find yourself good
At pulling plums in the corner from Christmas pie

If you care to and dare to be misunderstood
Well then Franziska we are poets you and I

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 12, 2007, 1:04 am


Life Lives Belief

for Aurora

The interconnectedness of all things
Lived in interlocking concentric rings
As we touch each other for weal or woe
Is an observable phenomenon

We are not alone wherever we go
Our footprints behind us when we have gone
Are like those before us leading us on
Life lives belief for us until we know

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 9, 2007, 10:01 am


If This is Sociopathy Then Sign Me Up

Cold tea by my bed from the night before
Will have to suffice until I make more
But to do that I must leave my safe bed

I think I will drink this cold tea instead
Of going anyplace nor show my face
(As I reach to turn off my telephone)
The company I keep best is my own

To not be alone in the universe
Is a concept prized as an abstraction
Yet in reality it can be worse
A deeper loneliness through distraction

And also I have learned to my despair
It seems improbable others might care
(As much as they care for themselves) for me

So I find it reassuring to be
Safe and secure in the arms of the known
(To be alone is to be truly free)
With me myself and I at peace: alone

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jun 6, 2007, 4:32 am


Oral Fixation

Smoking to keep from eating
Eating to keep from smoking
And through it all the lonely heart keeps beating
"If this is life" you say "you must be joking"
(Except this is not really funny)

What the searching mouth seeks cannot be found
Life drifts away like smoke
The heart is run to ground
Bleeding out its life in love like honey
A sweet yet tasteless joke

The cycle repeats again and again
Reducing all to feces and to ash
Into the trash and down the drain
Down the drain and into the trash
Curiously thrilling if not without pain

Horrifyingly satisfying dying
Like watching a train in a slow-motion crash
"If this is life" you say "you must be joking"
(Except this is not really funny)
Trying to keep from choking

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII











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