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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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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

Jun 3, 2007, 11:59 am

Paris Moon

Her face a fly's eye view my vision marginalized
Multifaceted multifoliate fractalized
She had a high I. Q. I knew as I realized
I had embraced her face fascinated until dawn
Then misplaced her grace until breakfast ...when she was gone

O midnight morning why must you fade away so soon?
We will always have Paris but I prefer the moon

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

Jun 3, 2007, 5:27 am

For Grandma

Grandma I went home to St. John's today
To have a proper German Mass at last
And it was just like when you went away
My future present embraced by our past

I felt you there as you sat beside me
The window said "Ich bin das Licht der Welt"
I heard your voice and felt what I once felt
With you and Mom and all our family

I wandered the wilderness went astray
But I went home today and found you there
I know I can make it now come what may
Because of your love and your answered prayer

Three days from now on St. Boniface Day
I will gather oak leaves and think of you
And celebrate evergreen memories
Volunteer nasturtiums and wild sweet peas

All that you taught me turns out to be true

Oak of my life Grandma an Gottes Segen
Gott sei Dank Grandma ist Alles gelegen

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

Jun 2, 2007, 8:22 am

The Queen of Spades in Exile

I picked the Queen of Spades up off the street
And put her in my wallet just like that
Her house of cards fallen Jack in retreat
Her cardboard King lost impotent and flat

She lives in exile now rescued by one
Who understands her secret after all
And here with me her new life has begun
With one who knows what it feels like to fall

I think it must mean something that I found
Then lifted from dishonor and disgrace
The Queen of Spades there face up on the ground
The only game of cards I ever won

I hoped she brought me luck but maybe I
Who understand the anguish in her face
Am meant to change her life before we die
When all the loss of her winning is done

The sort of woman I could live with now
The only woman who would live with me
Here in my back pocket feels right somehow
But when the time comes I will set her free

I picked the Queen of Spades up off the street
Understanding her secret after all
I put her in my wallet just like that
Because I know what it feels like to fall

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

Jun 1, 2007, 1:03 am


I have lived a long time and learned a few things
Become increasingly good at forgetting
Have worn several hats and various rings

Spent altogether too much time regretting
Yet have felt the hand of God on my shoulder
Through every sort of trial one could conceive

I feel it more firmly as I grow older
As I have and do and always will believe
That there is more to life than what I can see

Wherever I go and whatever I do
I believe in God and that he cares for me
And that should you ask him God would care for you

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 30, 2007, 4:05 pm

When My Cat and I Have Tea

My cat becomes a man sometimes and we have tea
When he makes the change he is naked of course so
I lend him clothes since he wears the same size as me

We are both adults now and will no longer grow
(His cat-self grows fatter but that does not matter)
Though as a man he grows taller than when he is
A cat of course so when he changes back the clothes
Seem absurdly large enveloping all but his
Rattlesnake-tail at one end and his pink-tipped nose
At the other as we both marvel at it all

How can he change from man-size-large to cat-size-small
And back again whenever the fancy strikes him?
Yet cat or man everyone who knows him likes him

When he and I have tea we like our privacy
So most times I am the only one who can see
Him turn into a man and I am used to it

But you should see the surprise in my neighbors' eyes
If they see him with his cup held delicately
As he enjoys the feline way my trousers fit
Or when he steps off the porch to sniff at a rose
Forgetting himself in man-shape wearing my clothes

I tell them he is my visiting cousin then
We both laugh at how easy it is to fool men
When after we have tea he is my cat again

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 29, 2007, 10:41 pm

Anticipated Reality

Better to wonder than to find out
Anticipation is greater than
Realization she teased at me
I sniffed at this with impatient doubt
Being a very curious man
Yet by and by I knew I would see
How right she was and how worth the wait
Nor had she ever been wrong before

Waiting for the moment to arrive
Needing her then but loving her more
For making me glad to be alive
With something beautiful to expect
Love dreaming sweeter for waking late
My ardor mingled with my respect
For the one who had become my fate
Who knew what she was talking about

Anticipated reality
Is realized as nothing can be

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 29, 2007, 2:12 am


I think we play roles
To fill up the holes
Torn out from our souls
By injuries sustained along the way
And so we engage in our shadow play

I went to the holy woman and said
I could play no more and wished to be dead
But she healed and anointed me instead

So here I am now
Not quite knowing how
Yet somehow believing that I must live
That my creator delights to forgive
And welcome me a prodigal home free

You might not believe me but watch and see
That soon within the blue moon I will rise
Surprising my own disbelieving eyes
Opening now to my birthright my prize
By which I am blooming nightwings to soar

I have sung before but you will hear more
Deeply of me as I sing destiny
The moon is waxing I am growing strong
My birth approaches nor will it be long
Until created I create my song

No more role no more hole not in this soul
As I rise blue moon soon strong free and whole

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 27, 2007, 10:13 pm

In the Firmament Between Always and Never

I used to think that life was like a mountain and
For the first half we climbed steadily toward the top
From which like Moses we could see the Promised Land

Followed by a steady imperceptible drop
Which was in its own way a blessing in the end
It was gentle and you could go with one you love

But now like Elijah what if you just ascend
Rising higher and higher above the above
Until you are lifted so high you disappear?

Somehow I think this is what I am doing here
It feels wonderful and scary like a thrill ride
Yet I have completely forgotten about fear

It tingles inside me like infatuation
Whereas I used to sequester myself and hide
Away with myself and my new situation

Now I want to rise gloriously like the sun
The light of life is echoed and expressed in me
The dawning of my eternity has begun

So this then is what it means after all to be
In the firmament between always and never
I will rise with the sun forever and ever

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 27, 2007, 12:47 am

I Believe in You

I thought I was alone
As I wandered out here
Destination unknown
And yet you were so near
Too near for me to see
Right here inside of me

What held me back was fear

Somewhere along the line
Through all my wandering
Somehow I became shy
From all these scars of mine
I won from suffering
Yet could not (would not) die

I never understood

And only God knows why
But I know what is good
I can feel what is true
So this one thing is clear
Within my muddied mind
True friends are hard to find

But I believe in you

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 25, 2007, 5:17 pm

Beautiful Complex Humanity

It is not easy to be human but
It can be a lot of fun
Success or failure depends less on what
Than how what we do is done

This is a small world with no place to hide
(There is no "army of one")
So live it with style and enjoy the ride
Of our moment in the sun

Life teaches us that if we sincerely
Respect one another here
We can enjoy our pleasant company
As we throw away our fear
And jump right into the exciting sea
Of beautiful complex humanity

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 22, 2007, 8:49 pm

Night's Answers to Day's Questions

Recently I have rediscovered sleep

Given enough Valium and trying
I slip out of my daily clothes and go
Down undiscovered sea lanes of the deep
On night excursions to the dark below
In living simulacrum of dying

Dreams know what daydreams only dream to know
And now I know to love and live my dreams
However unsettling some of them are
I always get home by morning it seems
Though I dive deep and long and wide and far

The silent soundscapes of my dreams restore
Both body and mind to seek and to find
Down in the depths of the unconscious more
Than wakingly possible diving blind
Eyes closed mind open browsing through the night

Night's answers to day's questions put things right

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 21, 2007, 10:11 pm

Fair Trade Forgiveness

To be human requires a lot of forgiving
Of oneself and others for meaningful living

I forgive others yet in cruel irony
The hardest person of all to forgive is me

But I can forgive you no matter what you do
Yet who is the hardest for you to forgive? You!

Since we are both human as sister to brother
What if we (in a fair trade) forgave each other?

By this fundamental act of humanity
We would make peace with being human and be free

You forgive me I forgive you then we would try
To live all we can while we can (too soon we die!)

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 21, 2007, 12:31 am

Cats on Two and Four Legs

The very best investment I ever made
(I speak not of money because I have none)
Was when my pencil was first to paper laid
And my life as we know it was then begun

I erase more than I write (did you know that?)
And get thinner as my cat gets yet more fat
But everyone knows about Noodles and me
You can Google my cat and see what I mean

Freddie Noodles and I have found poetry
In those dark and lonely places in between
Where other cats on two and four legs never
Would care to look and daresay have never been

But one day I looked there and found forever
And started to share with you what I have seen
All these crazy pieces of my puzzle fit
And it looks like the picture is not quite done

I guess I might as well keep on doing it
I might learn a thing or two and have some fun
If you would like to read over my shoulder
I like some company as I get older

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 20, 2007, 5:31 am

Walk Softly

Under the morning and over the night
Here between one and the other I wait
Drifting along from what's wrong to what's right
Wondering about the nature of fate

When I speak of what's right I mean the kind
And caring things the sparks in the dark I
Have found like fireflies out here stumbling blind
Which make me want to live before I die

I want to walk past the selfishness seen
As people hurt one another each day
(If you have been hurt you know what I mean)
I want to walk through life a gentler way
A simpler way much harder than it seems
Walk softly so as not to step on dreams

Wondering about the nature of fate
Drifting along from what's wrong to what's right
Here between one and the other I wait
Under the morning and over the night

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 19, 2007, 5:49 pm


Given our limited number of days
Brief hours in which we have our chance to shine
This brief span can serve for us as always

I wonder might you share your span with mine?

I realize nothing lasts forever
Except loneliness and maybe never
I understand we are all on our own

But I am lonely and I never had
The love I sought and I have been alone

Maybe these days would seem less bleak less sad
If I knew the love I have never known

I wonder if you feel the way I do

I understand we are all on our own
Except loneliness and maybe never
I realize nothing lasts forever

But might I share these days these hours with you?

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 18, 2007, 9:20 am

Return to the Garden

The sky is blue velvet the moon is bone white
In the midnight garden where the dead things sprout
In darkness so dark the cobweb clouds seem bright
An opossum questions with a pointed snout
The surprise of eyes glinting in grey ghost light

Some small and stealthy silver blue stars roll out
Though upside down and backward ready and right
Were it not so mesmerizing I might shout
That I hear ancient voices breathe on the breeze
This could be a night to remember no doubt

Lost things are found on blue velvet nights like these
Where the dead things sprout beneath branches laid bare
By unforgiving time's bone white memories
In skeletal trees sighing softly to me:
"Return to the garden (and wait for me there)"

Should you care to join me perhaps we could be
Alone as our own Adam and Eve to see
Secrets which have never been meant to be seen
Where the dead things sprout nowhere yet everywhere
The Eve to my Adam will know what I mean

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 14, 2007, 12:56 am


If unique is what you seek I am your man
If polite is your delight you might like me
I get along with me and I bet you can
If you can embrace my eccentricity
And have some of your own for me to embrace
An eccentric partnership can be begun

If you like to start your day without a plan
Meeting life in the moment and face to face
I am sure we will get along swimmingly
We can have a pleasant run have lots of fun
Then you will see how refreshing it can be
To leave each other laughing when we are done

Or... who knows? We two might be each other's "One"

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 13, 2007, 7:49 am

Mother's Day Meditation

By love I came to be
Life left its navel scar
My mother to her son
To mark the moment I
Arrived though she has gone
Compass and natal star
Her gift of life to me
A link within the chain

Though I have fallen far
So I have risen high
And so I fall to rise
Still higher than before
And so I realize
That I was meant to soar
The higher for the fall
Which lifts me after all

The wheel of destiny
Turns slowly one to one
Unending unbegun
Life left its navel scar
My mother to her son
Compass and natal star
And so I rise again
A link within the chain

By love I came to be

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 12, 2007, 8:00 am

Crystal Blue Sun Sky

Out of the crystal blue sun sky of May
Where roses bloom and fountains rise and fall
Hope came and sat down beside me today
I brought with me a heavy load of fear
But set it down and I will leave it here
Where roses bloom and fountains fall and rise
I think I just might make it after all

The weather has done something to my eyes
So that the world looks better than before
It takes a day like this to realize
Out of the crystal blue sun sky of May
Although the universe seems cold and vast
Who has the blue sun sky needs nothing more
The weather suits my clothes today at last

Hope came and sat down beside me today
And I can feel myself warmed through and through
Forgotten lies the future with the past
One comes one goes and both of them too fast
Right now is how I want to be with you
Right here is where we are and what we do
Right now right here one moment and one place:

The two of us together face to face

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII

May 11, 2007, 5:16 am

Your Steppenwolf

for Franziska

I am a grizzled Steppenwolf now but
I am your Steppenwolf no matter what

Hard traveling unraveling winding
Down dark and dusty roads in parallel
But when we see light it will be blinding
As heaven has the last best laugh on hell

You reach out I reach back and we both feel
By faith if not by sight the hope to heal

Stuck in separate nightmares yet always
Together in one shared and shining dream
Through all these needy nights and lonely days
Nightmares look real but are not what they seem

We have always been together somehow
Never and always never more than now

We both went crazy a long time ago
Or so they tell us in this crazy place
But I went crazy for you as you know
Your golden skin and your lioness face

If this is madness then let madness be
Bond bed and daily bread for you and me

If you are a dream and I wake and die
Alone I will have loved you nonetheless
But I think we can make it if we try
In a blue moon as wolf and lioness

Forget what rats and weasels might have said
We hunted will howl when hunters lie dead

So come out tonight and howl at the moon
With me my golden girl my fantasy
They think they have us cornered now but soon
Your lioness eyes will open to see:

I am a grizzled Steppenwolf now but
I am your Steppenwolf no matter what

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMVII


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