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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Nov 13, 2006, 5:10 pm


A Song to the Dust

I watch the sparkle of Orion's belt
On a long night after a lonely day
And feel what we watchers have always felt
How beautiful it is how far away
I think of chance and the cards I am dealt
I think of love and my heart starts to melt
And should I fold my hand or should I play?

Do I risk it all? Do I dare to trust?

And folding my hands I withdraw to pray
That I become the person I would be
Not the mightiest the richest but just
Who I am growing reaching to be free
To do what I am here for what I must
To be no one at all except for me
And leave a song behind me to the dust

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 13, 2006, 2:21 am


Fragments of the Whole

People seem to want to know the future
Perhaps as an antidote to the past
By bringing some balance as a present
With the solution remaining unsure
Whether that or finding out at the last
Is more or less pleasant or unpleasant

I think if I knew it might drive me mad
To know I had to live through all those scenes
Being prepared they might not be so bad
But without surprise it seems each one means
Less for having been tasted once before

Seeing the past and the present so sad
I am afraid to know very much more
So I just muddle through alongside you
And hope we find what we were looking for
Through the looking glass and down the rabbit hole
All the way feeding on fragments of the whole

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 12, 2006, 6:44 am


These November Evenings

A red rose and a red maple leaf dry
In close propinquity on Saturday

These November evenings I wonder why
I ever considered going away
From where red roses and maple leaves fall
Why I even went anywhere at all

I will stay and hold tight to things like these
Dry roses autumn leaves and memories

I always wonder about everything
But these November evenings I know why
I belong here as the St. John's bells ring
And roses and leaves and memories dry

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 11, 2006, 10:40 pm


Success

I have been surprised and delighted to see
Some people write it must be good to be me
Which makes me wonder if this might just be true

So should I do as I say (and as I do
In my poetry at least) and let my heart
Fly free into life nor hold myself apart
As though I were unworthy of happiness?

I if I can do this then THAT will be success

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 11, 2006, 6:01 am


Never Know Until

Having loved my first have I loved my last?
Sometimes I wonder if my time has passed

But I have to believe no matter what
Although time always passes it has not
Left me behind to end my life alone
Just that the future can never be known

So we will never know until we see
If anyone might love their last with me

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 10, 2006, 11:02 pm


These Improbable Wings

May we all find what we are looking for
And may all our beautiful dreams come true
May lions shut their mouths and may mice roar
But whether mouse or lion God bless you

We only get one chance then get no more
To do the best we can in what we do
So it is suicidal to hold back
From scaling every height we can conceive
And if we share our surplus meets our lack

But for this to work we have to believe
That we might do the impossible now
Or at least the most improbable things
Until we make them possible somehow
By rising on these improbable wings

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 9, 2006, 10:21 pm


8 November 2006

My Grandma died five years ago today
And I have struggled ever since to stay
In this home place with the help of some friends
My hair now less whole cloth and more of lace
Having left to God the means with the ends
And more like Grandma every day I know
Whom I shall see again soon face to face
Here I must wait until my time to go

I picked a bird of paradise for her
While still in bud and now it lifts its wings
Arising in memorial full bloom
In mourning fights and flights which never were
A song something like the night raven sings
Echoes in me as Grandma fills the room

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 8, 2006, 8:40 pm


Flight

a sonnet for hope, faith, and love

Having flown one never forgets to fly
A sun once set can rise as the future
Remembered savored triumph dawn again
The might-have-been as might-be as it were
Though this time higher wiser for the pain
Which once we felt at sunset when the gloom
Closed down on us and wrapped around the room
We will yet rise together you and I

I look within my heart and find you there
As you look within yours and find me too
The hope the dream the might-be answered prayer
Spreads wings at dawn's first light for me and you
Having flown one never forgets to fly
We will yet rise together you and I

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 7, 2006, 8:53 pm


Two

How then does one begin
In this ellipticality
A game so hard to win
This riddle of reality?

I think it would be best if I be still
And know that God is and that you are too
I knew this once believe now always will
That I am not alone because of you
Riding this riddle: if one can win I know
We two began by winning long ago

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 7, 2006, 12:49 am


Decision 2006

Come on an escapade with me and we
Could soar beyond these squawking talking heads
Which make their delusions our destiny
Destroy all day then return to soft beds
Of ease in their disease as we stand by
Helpless hopeless disenfranchised asking "Why?"

In this no-man's-land between strange and strange
I still dream of social evolution
Cherish a chance of political change
And hope for a second revolution
This time of the mind by reason by thought
That we might yet redeem what our blood has bought

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 5, 2006, 10:44 pm


Full Moon Beckoning

for Franziska

Sunlight is normative
The given state of things
Mere luminosity
Moonlight is formative
When longing lifts soft wings
To soar throughout the night
Sheer numinosity
By which the mermaid sings
And fairy dust shines bright

The light of the full moon
Glows like snow on the ground
Midnight is the high noon
Of magic all around
The hooves of unicorns
Can be heard in the wood
While ghost trains sound sad horns
In passing understood
As hidden things are found

When fairies all take flight
To kiss the velvet sky
I know you understand
The full moon their birthright
The days cannot destroy
The everlasting joy
Of those who never die
Franziska take my hand
Come and let us join them you and I

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 5, 2006, 12:12 am


Nightmares

A long exhausting night
Of nightmares robbed me of my sight

Now I can only see
Those fearful visions forced on me
And hope and trust and pray
That somehow they will fade away
As the day shines on
Until they have gone
Held at bay by the light of day

Back into the dark whence they came
And may no afterimages remain
No echoes whispering my name
But buried be to never rise again

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 3, 2006, 10:31 pm


Hypocrisy

Nothing hurts quite like hypocrisy
A furtive thing with a fearful sting
False religion fake democracy
An insidious crime sure to bring
Trouble and woe wherever we go

So all we can do is watch and see
We steer well clear of hypocrisy

Being ourselves and letting it show
By being honest by living free
And never being afraid to grow
Just be yourself and I will be me
Let in and out match and let them know:

We have no need of hypocrisy

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 3, 2006, 4:28 am


Come Night

Some days plod forever
Some trip lightly by
Fast or slow I never
Could understand why
Yet each day wends its way
At just its own pace
Until another day
Arrives in its place

I choose the nights between
Them in any case
The lights by which I see
You know what I mean
You and night and I know
Night is and will always be
A flow not fast nor slow
The best time of day to me

Come night until another day
Arrives next morning: come and play

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 2, 2006, 8:33 pm


Completion

The thought blooms into my mind that another mind
Is directly connected to mine at this point

By reading these words tomorrow from yesterday

We are conjoined now with no before nor behind
But are connected by common cause and a joint
Fascination in discovering this two-way
Passage of our neurological energy

That what it means after all to be you and me
Is ultimately discovered in reflection
What it means in the end for you and me to be
By looking within in the other direction

We look in each other's souls and our own we see
And our completion in our incompleteness find

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Nov 1, 2006, 5:09 am


Enjoying the View from the Carousel

If I were not like you would I then be
Expected to fit your expectation?

The death of individuality
Of the specificity of the soul
Is the most personal degradation

Our relationship has always been free
Of control where each partner plays a role
According to some predetermined plan
So this is no problem for you and me

Each of us is part woman and part man
And we fit according to the season
As we have since our adventure began

Riding things out through rhyme and through reason
Enjoying the view from the carousel
Having this one chance to live all we can
We know the best revenge is living well

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 31, 2006, 5:13 am


This Rambling Road

I have been wandering for so long now
Sometimes it feels like heaven sometimes hell
This rambling road of mine and yours as well
Will get us there but only God knows how

It seems so hard to get a step ahead
So easy to feel several steps behind
I will lose myself in your eyes instead
Of understanding lest I lose my mind

I am so glad you travel next to me
It seems the more I think about the road
Passing from October to November
The longer it is the heavier the load

But you remind me so I remember
This ramble is our march to be made free

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 30, 2006, 5:55 am


Heading Home to You

Taking the long way but heading home to you
Dreaming of your love at the end of the day
All through my wandering that is what I do

Heading home to you but taking the long way
False starts with false hearts small actors in big parts
Having seen it all now I see what is true
And I know exactly where I want to be

Wherever you are there is my family
I rest in your love at the end of the day
Taking the long way but heading home to you

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 29, 2006, 6:03 pm


Heaven on Wheels

a sonnet for Franziska

Franziska rollerblades the cobblestones
Gathering speed when fast wheels strike smooth tar
But she will not fall she will break no bones
Nor will she ever be struck by a car
For this is how God works his wily will
Through Franziska franzipping down the street
Teaching us joy all the way down the hill
The joy God would show us before we meet
The model he shares with us of his grace
In order to prepare for the surprise
When unnumbered stars skate before our face
And the blindfold at last falls from our eyes

I hope we are on wheels like she is now
Who transcends the why to embrace the how

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 27, 2006, 12:05 pm


Tomorrow Never Comes

The King of Spain shot a tame drunken bear
In Russia on a trip he took up north
A King of Spain is a pain anywhere
Dramatizing things demeaning the worth
Of tame drunken bears as they roll downstairs

Is it "long live the king" and never mind
A drunken bear ended up dramatized?

It gives me pause but I am not surprised
That the King of Spain had a bear behind
Since this is not the first time nor the last
The present was prevented by the past
Tomorrow never comes in any case
No use of standing gaping and aghast
Although I can certainly understand

Just apologize for our human race
We even kill each other on command
And tell God sort them for us to our will
The King of Spain has a bear behind still
As the past returns and the future burns

It is "long live the king" and never mind
A drunken bear ended up dramatized

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 26, 2006, 9:15 pm


If You Want To

What a crazy ramble this life has been
And I suspect not nearly over yet
With so much seen some better left unseen
But what I have seen I will not forget

Nor would I change a moment anyway
In a beautiful game without regret
I keep my cards close and I mean to play
So if you want to play awhile come on
The night is clear and it is warm inside
You might as well stay awhile until dawn
Make yourself at home and enjoy the ride

My finger feels freer without a ring
Once I was lonely but now I am not
For freedom is better than anything
I just got sentimental and forgot

Nobody cares about me like I do
But you can stay with me if you want to

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 25, 2006, 9:29 pm


Autumn Leaves and Commonday Miracles

It turns out life is simpler than I thought
Commonday miracles bloom around me
Hope on the wind but somehow I forgot
The only way to live free is just be
And take no thought for anything but now

What is my place in the universe
And is it for me to say?
Can I make my place better or worse
From one to another day?

The answer always comes to me somehow
That letting go is what to do
To float like a leaf on the autumn wind
It seems not up to me nor you

We autumn leaves ought not be caught and pinned
But sail the day with a sense of play
As into dust at dusk we pass
Along with summer's waving grass
Under soft snow as we fall away

Eternity begins for us today

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 24, 2006, 2:02 am


Uncertain Raven

for Franziska

I wonder if you love me
I wish you could be here
This lonely sky above me
Seems more empty than clear

A raven circles wary
Uncertain in the sky
I feel it knows the very
Day on which I must die

Uncertain raven in the sky
I wonder if that day is now
Yet know we never know somehow

I only wish that I could fly
To meet Franziska far away
And bring her home with me today

Uncertain raven certainly
You see me lonely here below
You know how much she means to me
Tap on her window: let her know

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 23, 2006, 7:35 pm


The Rose Within the Flame

Tangibility
Palpability
Our ability to touch
What we need we want so much

You are the hands of Christ to me
The face of God my destiny

My healing comes by loving fire
In the rose within the flame
Speaks me my unspoken desire
When I feel you speak my name

+Steven Curtis Lance



Copyright MMVI








Oct 22, 2006, 10:13 pm


Mr. Hot Dog Head is Gone

His head was smaller than his neck was wide
His paunch preceded him into the room
He peered perverted was watery-eyed
And when we kicked him out how he could zoom
About with huff-puffing efficiency
The way he did was and will always be
A typical Hot Dog Head mystery

He could have had a heart attack and died
Been ground up squeezed into casing and fried
For all the fury of his hot dog ways
As victim of his hot dog headed pride
But huff and puff and in and out he went
And all of us are happy now if spent
Anticipating cooler fat-free days

Pull up a chair and stay with us awhile
Thank heaven Mr. Hot Dog Head is gone
But that the moon remains and soon the dawn
Will bring back sunny Sunday memories
Of all the happy times gone by and these
New memories which we will make today
Consider Mr. Hot Dog Head and smile

No one comes back from where he went away

+Steven Curtis Lance



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