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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 2, 2007, 11:49 pm


The Stubbornness of Self-Sacrifice

I have struggled so stubbornly to stay
Because I simply have nowhere to go
They always told me it was mere delay
That I had to sell out and they should know

But I would not be moved not go away
Nor face the sad reality and so
I got my wish at the end of the day
And now I am a complete stranger here
In my own house gnawed by the rats of fear
Be careful what you wish for by the way

Although it is always up in the air
Although I can know no security
And in spite of what those wiser might say
I intend to keep my heritage where
My legacy can enjoy it someday

Someday they will say "that poet lived there
Even though it was impossible to
Endure what he chose to endure to be
A link in the chain of his family
He did just what he felt he had to do"

And so I live with strangers now but I
Will leave it to my children when I die
And if they should have more money than me
They can replace strangers with family
Forget about some old man and his pain
There will be children laughing here again

Although it is always up in the air
Although I can know no security
And in spite of what those wiser might say
I intend to keep my heritage where
My legacy can enjoy it someday

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Jan 2, 2007, 3:38 am


New Year's Resolution

for Franziska with love

I seek to purify myself this year
To do my uttermost in all I do
I seek to forget the feeling of fear
And to be unafraid of loving you

I seek to celebrate your beauty now
To know who my friends are that you are one
I know I want to be with you somehow

To enjoy this life and to have some fun
As much for as long as time will allow
To see how far I can go with my best
And do all I can before I am done

That you might be pleased and forgive the rest

I would like to find our place in the sun
To flourish strong and sturdy stubbornly
Staying in the light of the state of mind
Of struggling to be the best I can be

I look deep within my heart and I find
I want most for you to be proud of me
So I will do my best and start today

If you would like to be with me come on
And we can have a great time come what may
With what there is left until it is gone
Since nothing lasts forever anyway

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVII








Dec 31, 2006, 5:20 pm


Human After All?

I try not to care
But then: she is there!
And try as I might
Her humanity
Brings mine out in me

It simply feels right

So am I human after all?
At least I would be
In good company

This leap of faith ends not in fall
But in rising creative desire
A lifting to love while tried by fire

Because she is there

Always as now
Beckoning to me
I guess I will care
Reckoning that she
Will show me how

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 30, 2006, 12:39 am


Birthday Contemplation

A life of fifty-two weeks another year
A deck of cards including the jokers too
I will contemplate truth and what makes it true
On this New Year's Eve as I count fifty-two
Years a deck of cards the game which keeps me here:

+ + +

To tell the truth come what may
That a truer world might be
I embrace the ones before
We came who went before us
To dance on a different day
I thank them that they tried for
And lived for as they died for
Life discovered and love shared
Love lived life loved intensely
As pure possibility

As the ones before prepared
Life is love which we can see
Love which we cannot still more
In which life and love agree
To embrace the ones who dared
Who by this grace restore us
To embrace the ones before
Who dared to come before us
And remember what they cared
For as possibility

Even through their darkest doubt
Even doubt as dark as now
It was worth caring about
And still is somewhere somehow
Ancient wings renewed shake free
Unfold new reality
I embrace the ones before
Who danced on a different day
Who died for what they lived for
To tell the truth come what may

+ + +

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 28, 2006, 10:42 pm


Ars Longa

a sonnet

Life-poets like my mother die young
Her life remaining as poetry
Mere mortals like me live on and on
Struggling somehow to get our song sung
Making a fuss and then we are gone
Losing our bet with mortality

I can race against time all I want
But my judgment is not up to me
If fate is kind one poem might haunt
Some odd book somewhere or two or three
But leave legacy to what other
People say long after I have died
And been led into light stupefied
An old man to meet my young mother

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 28, 2006, 9:56 am


For Her

I remember when I saw her giving up
How it made me feel like giving up to see
After a lonely lifetime of living up
To high ideals some others misunderstood
Perfectly proper invisibility
And sacrificing self to the greater good
Thinking of self last but first of another
Armed with only kindness against cruelty
She did the best she could to be a mother
Did pretty well too and she did it for me

And after a whole lifetime of living up
To high ideals some others misunderstood
In that place of death I saw her giving up
Sacrificing herself to the greater good

For the joys which were not and the sorrows which were
I do the best I can and I do it for her

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 28, 2006, 2:29 am


Through Bamboo

a sonnet for someone

I sing a song through a bone-flute of bamboo
As curling upward my voice like smoke rising
Emboldened sings about love and me and you
A song sung through bamboo can be surprising

Some people talk too much as they come and go
But you and I have talked enough now that we
Know each other so well we already know
Transcending what could be said we would just be

Tender feelings are projected on the clouds
By the pink-and-purple setting sun below
Beckoning us rise up there above the crowds
Of people who will never know what we do

Curling upward our voices like smoke rising
Our song sung through bamboo will be surprising

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 27, 2006, 2:11 am


The Hopeful Heart Knows

a sonnet

The sun is soaring stronger
If only step by step but every day
The light is leaping longer

Winter is on the walk now making way
If only by a moment at a time
Impatient spring is pacing in the wings

The great wheel turns from sublime to sublime
To hasten the day when the robin sings
Again for those who waited in the dark

The landscape changes unmistakably
Each time I go outside and to the park
But spring cannot come soon enough for me

Sweet secrets lie buried under the snows
Wonders which only the hopeful heart knows

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 26, 2006, 3:01 am


This Mischief I Make in the Night

Why do my books have four more pages
In hardcover than in soft?
I would ask of bookmaking sages
Who soar much higher aloft
Than some lowly scrivener like me
Yet somehow it all turns out right
I just write the poetry
This mischief I make in the night

I wonder if those pages are those
Stout outer ones thick for the ages?
As long as the binder knows
What those four pages are for
I just hope somebody reads them
Takes good care of them and needs them
No matter how they might I need them more
Because they bear my fondest fantasy

Yet somehow it all turns out right
This mischief I make in the night

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 25, 2006, 9:56 am


A Set of Three on Christmas Eve

One:

Good Day and Good Night

I have decided to tell everyone
That I am in bed with the flu today
Till Christmas passes and the year is done
I cannot bear it any other way

I would like to be a philanthropist
But have no money with which to endow
What I would like and am no optimist
I cannot afford to buy my books now
Nor coffee for Grandma's percolator
There will always be good work for later
If unfortunately not done by me

Everyone would be on my Christmas list
But all I have is all this poetry
So I will stay in bed all day and write
Hibernating to return with the sun

Till Christmas passes and the year is done
I wish everyone good day and good night

Two:

For My Father

My father you have so much blood on your hands
You made your living killing
And yet you would be the one who understands
If only you were willing

From you I learned that life is not fair
Kill or be killed death lives everywhere

You are old now as am I

Here on the battlefield man to man
Let us make peace as we die
If it is not too late if we can
If you are willing

After the killing

Three:

In the Dark

Christmas Eve turned out to be
Quiet and harmonious
My first thought had been to flee
But that proved erroneous

It turned out to be just fine
Not so bad at all for me
Through a twinkle a divine
Spark of love and synergy

Though my heart was bleak and stark
Christ was born there in the dark

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 25, 2006, 12:21 am


War Sonnet

Blessed are the dead who feel no more pain
We were trusting and easily misled
Lied to we went chasing falsified goals
Along with thousands and daily more dead
By little antichrists who sold their souls
A long time ago but how could we know
Our leaders had been leading us astray?

We never would have enabled their lies
If we had known then what we know today
But now as you read this one of us dies

None with a pure heart ever dies in vain
Leaving our dreams behind us as we go
Now we will never be misled again
Blessed are the dead who feel no more pain

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI + Semper Fi








Dec 24, 2006, 2:47 am


Christmas 2006: Absolute Aloneness

a sonnet

I am going to hide in my room this year
For Christmas as for my New Year's Eve birthday
Overwhelmed by anxiety filled with fear
I will wait it out until it goes away

I love the Christ of Christmas but for the rest
It is simply unbearable for me now
As I taste the worst remembering the best
It all seems a bitter mockery somehow

Strangers attempt to make it better but they
Cannot see that which is broken inside me
"My soul is weary of my life" as Job said

May Christ have mercy at his Nativity
On me as I excuse myself to my bed
And not to sleep there but to weep instead

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 23, 2006, 1:43 am


Of Higher Choice

We come we go
And all too fast
Before we know
Our time has passed
Unseemly haste
Drives on and on
Till life is waste
And we are gone

We come we go
But in the rush
Before we know
Forget the hush

Of higher choice

And all too fast
That inward voice
Of angels near
Is drowned and killed

Or is it we
Who fail to hear
And lose the light
Who once were free
But threw away
Our own birthright
To fully be
Ourselves today?

Unseemly haste
It seems somehow
Brings future past
And steals the now
As higher choice
Goes unchosen
Freedom frozen
Stifled and stilled

Unseemly haste
Drives on and on
Till life is waste
And we are gone

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 22, 2006, 11:02 am


Delighted to be Invited

As another good day ends
And a new good night begins
The lovers pass with a kiss
Sun and moon as tender friends
In this game anyone wins
Who gives the world half a chance
And the only game is this

The world has been good to me
Taught what I needed to know
(Usually the hard way)
And the possibility
Of life and how far we go
Would appear essentially
Left open for each to say

I am delighted
To be invited
To join in the dance

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 21, 2006, 2:46 am


Two by Two

How does it help the cause of another
To destroy me?
Having grown up as brother and brother
Can we not see
That when one hurts the other one hurts too?

You are one with me as I am with you

There will never be peace
I know
Until injustice cease
And so
Brokenness seems to go on forever
Even though nothing can ever sever
The bond of the blood of humanity

In pieces now we grieve
Yet secretly believe
That one hope remains for me as for you
Burning behind these clouds we see above
Rising in you as it rises in me

That the blood of humanity run true
Two hearts at a time two by two through love

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 20, 2006, 2:18 am


Soil and Sky

Small planet of a fading star
I know how it feels to be small
To feel like a fading star too
Or planet smaller than you are

You two and I know after all
That "might makes right" was never true
That greed is rotten at its root
And that the proud someday must fall

My world! My day! This right-sized earth
And sun which bring the field to fruit
Are synthesis of death and birth

I hear the singing duststorm call
When air and land go hand in hand
And wonder sadly vainly why
Men cannot live like soil and sky

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 19, 2006, 7:17 pm


What She Meant After All

last things last

Excuse me for leaving such a mess
May those I have trespassed forgive me
May they remember the best of me
But may not my follies outlive me

Save my books and burn the rest of me

Better save all that music I wrote
I suppose as I think about it
Having poured myself into each note
Perhaps some choir could sing (or shout) it

Nothing exceeded quite like excess
Always "colorful" (if not frugal)
I was quite a character I guess
Just spare me the bagpipes and bugle

I recall how Grandma said "the less
Said the better" and now I can see
What she meant after all (and agree)

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 19, 2006, 5:21 am


Embraced by the Moon

So crisp and crystalline this day has been
And now the sun hands over to the night
Such clarity as is but seldom seen
While the stars reveal blue diamond light
Out one by one through their blue velvet screen

The moon hangs ripe and heavy like a pearl
I only wish I could give it to you
Right here on your breast it would shine so bright
Worn cool round the neck of a pretty girl

But it follows you whatever you do
Sparkles in your eyes and haloes your hair
Your radiant shoulders bear witness too
Embraced by the moon my soul and the air

Some light some magic some December dew
And I remember how it feels to love
Within my heart again but as never
Before tonight for this is forever
Looking at you: as below so above

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 18, 2006, 11:56 am


The Constancy of Change

Trained to inhibition
Brought up by repression
Drained to inanition
Brought down by depression

I have never understood life at all
But when I take a walk
Or when we have a talk
I find that I can rise just as I fall

And then no one can see
What the matter might be

With me

Brought down by depression
Drained to inanition
Brought up by repression
Trained to inhibition

I have never understood life at all
The constancy of change
Makes each turn blind and strange
And yet I rise however hard I fall

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 18, 2006, 12:37 am


Sonnet at the Winter Solstice

This solstice is the return of the light
At which the sun stands still then to decide
That each succeeding day be made more bright
Although it takes until the other one
A moment at a time and day by day
The summer solstice greets winter's work done
And pauses then to turn the other way

The yin and the yang of the year elide
And I am reminded of you somehow
Written in my heart and the sky above
As both winter and summer solstice now
Become two eyes in the face of my love

Another year the sun has smiled its way
Two eyes in the face of my love dawn day

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 17, 2006, 4:58 am


Making Homemade Poetry

When you make a thing yourself you care more
Than if you hire someone else to do it

For me making things is what I live for
To have an idea and get down to it
Enjoying the ride as much as the pride
Of doing it myself and showing you
On a rainy night snug and warm inside
Just what it really is all day I do

I enjoy making homemade poetry

I try to speak clearly and concisely
And I find it satisfying to be
Able to say a thing rather nicely
If occasionally in any case
In competition with no one but me
Doing it wearing a smile on my face

I know who I am and what I came for
When you make a thing yourself you care more

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 16, 2006, 11:32 pm


HumanKIND

You are right for you: I am right for me
One side for me and another for you
Therefore let us agree to disagree
And save ourselves the trouble to argue

I look back over life and I can see
It never seems to help when people do
If others must then let them fight and fuss
But all ideas are free to everyone

We ourselves are satisfied to be us
Content still when all arguments have done
Their worst to divide and conquer us all
The truth remains that humankind is one

So let us lift each other when we fall
Since having disagreed we can agree
The truth remains that humankind is one
You are right for you: I am right for me

Though humankind seems to have lost its mind
Falling sadly short of its name
We humans--even now--can still be kind
And we two remain just the same

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 16, 2006, 3:17 am


"Love"

Coming up fifty-two
Enjoying it daresay
I have a lot to do
And this seems like a day
As good as any to
Celebrate existence
Despite the resistance
Of life-resistant souls
Who grumble from dark holes
Where lives lie locked away
Entombed alive by choice

I hear a brighter voice
Because this is a day
As good as any to
Celebrate existence
Especially my own
If by sheer persistence
To some summit unknown
By most by some dreamed of
Which I have heard called "Love"

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 15, 2006, 7:57 am


Never Been the Burying Kind

The family plot proved a faulty scheme
I have never been the burying kind
My waking life no more real than my dream
A butterfly chased with an open mind

I am just starting and starting to know
That I mean to write if it takes all night
To see how much I can possibly grow
As long as it takes till I get it right

Some people say now I can take it slow
They mean well they just fail to understand
There is no certain milestone of success
Along the long road to the promised land

So I will just keep wandering I guess
Writing down things of interest I see
Most of it very strange some of it true
Of interest in any case to me

May it too be of interest to you
This word water world I swim in and thrive
At least we have something useful to do
Since nobody gets out of here alive

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Dec 13, 2006, 11:37 pm


Without Me

Where I was to be laid there lies another
A stranger in my grave next to my mother
I had to sell it to give what they gave me
To a rich liar who promised to save me
And now some unknown lies at my Grandpa's feet

The man I trusted to help me was a cheat
Some soulless conscienceless attorney
And he helped himself to what was left of me
So I travel light on this journey
The family plot filled up where I should be

Restless unburied rambler alive or dead
With an explanation why
I never had before
A good excuse not to die
But put to sea once more

I suppose it is I who am strange instead
Or so I feel today
And never mind eternity
Now as I turn away
May they rest in peace: without me

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI











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