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Aug 1, 2005, 1:51 pm


A Teachable Moment of Clarity

Having long striven having been driven
To amount to something now I stand at
The crossroads of a teachable moment

This is a time in which fate would foment
Change to rearrange my reality
And now fate is doing precisely that

It is in the darkness I learn to see
At dusk I learn to hope for coming dawn
In winter I appreciate the spring
And see the light brightest when it is gone

Now fate offers me a challenge to grow
To seek and find the all in everything
And learn the more I know the less I know

To taste of the joy of simply being
And experience the peace of seeing
Not through rose-colored glasses nor through black
Embracing what I have not what I lack

A teachable moment of clarity
It is not too late for this gift of fate:
I rise now to my higher destiny

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 31, 2005, 10:01 pm


Outside

Of a summer Sunday morning
Swing my steps to take me wide
With a notion without warning
I am going now: outside

I have brooded too long gloomy
Where the sunbeams never shine
Out about to still more roomy
Places I will claim for mine

Should the bagels all be eaten
Down at Starbucks on the square
Never mind I am unbeaten
Surely they have coffee there

Pour it steamy strong and tarry
Black as coal and hot as hell
Jolt me till the sky is starry
That I write alive and well

I know I ought to go to church
But like Morticia Gomez Lurch
And Grandmama and Fester too
My father son and maybe you
I mean to wait for Tenebrae
Lest I be overdone by day

Yet step by step one at a time
In line by line eccentric rhyme
Headlong into this sunny clime
Of a summer Sunday morning
Swing my steps to take me wide
With a notion without warning

I am going now: outside

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 30, 2005, 9:54 am


Poetry

What is poetry to me?

Nothing less than everything
Whether scorned or understood
It is my own heart I sing
Written down in my own blood

No parlor game nor hobby
Point and purpose of my life
Vocation not vacation
Lonely friend and only wife

No cheap trick for attention
Profoundest obligation
The still point the suspension
Of disbelief for magic

The crossing of life and death
Triumphant now then tragic
In my heartbeat on my breath
Living growing in each cell

The made maker makes to be
Curse and build destroy and bless
Heaven purgatory hell
Nothing more and nothing less

Who I am and how I live
It is that on which I feed
All I have and what I give
It is everything I need

What am I but poetry?
I do not write for the shelf
Not to make these books you see
But to save my soul myself

What is poetry but me?

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 29, 2005, 5:03 pm


So Late it Was Early

Up so late it was early so I went
To Starbucks to set a new precedent
And I was first a first for me at five
The girl and I surprised to be alive
In darkness as the only ones who were

She asked what I would have I said to her
"Surprise me" as she had already done
And as I had her too and it was fun
Some coffee so strong I needed a spoon
A big fluffy bagel under the moon

A few stars twinkled blue as they knew soon
The night would be over when we must all
Arise from summer dreams into the fall
Stars and girls and bagels and coffee-spoons
Fall's rising suns and summer's setting moons

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 29, 2005, 9:05 am


Shrinking Violet

I have grown too small
For these clothes which fall
Freely from this frame
Which still bears my name
But which got stripped down
In a lonesome town
Purified through pain
Never found again
Just what you see here
What is left of me

Small sharp and severe
Respiring just so
My children can be
Not bereft of me
I live as I can
If transparently
A visible man
Shrinking visibly
I have a few friends
Who telephone me

As I make amends
With mortality
I usually hide
But if I go out
Escape from inside
Two legs and one chance
Kind young people shout
"Hello Mr. Lance!"
The older ones know
A little more fate
So they smile and wait
To see me below

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 29, 2005, 1:31 am


Starlight

Here I am and there you are
Too far away some would say
Looking up at this same star

I see it another way:

This star shines for you and me
Lending starlit unity
To this night which we both share

Transcendental by starlight
You are here as I am there
No one is closer tonight

You to me as I to you
Star-connected two by two
By this pure diamond light

This is why they have those rings
By which some would seek to bind
Stars by diamonds but find
That "as above so below"
Does not mean that earthbound things
Backward bind the sky and so:

In the heart not on the hand
Promises are made which stand
In the sky where you and I
Share this diamond as we
Living that which cannot die
Sparkle for eternity

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 28, 2005, 9:19 pm


Burn

I want so much
Nor want but need
To feel your touch
Who haunt me feed
You with my heart
As two flames start
Two flames which know
They are but one
Now as they grow
Their dance begun
Inside of you
Inside of me
One and the same

One flame for two
Which soon will see
Fulfillment in
Its unity
As skin to skin
As touch for touch
We consummate
The will of fate
We need so much
We burn to be
Two of one flame
Who burn the name
Of destiny

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 28, 2005, 9:42 am


Whisper

Out of the heart of the night
Not infernal nor divine
Timeless and hidden from sight
From the night's heart into mine
Breathes a wandering spirit
Listen and you may hear it

This is what it sings to me:

I will love before I die
That tender intimacy
Which I thought had passed me by
Tonight is looking for me

I thought I had lost my mind
Along with my hope alone
Flying solo flying blind
But my address was unknown

Not in heaven nor in hell
But right here inside my heart
Love will find me wise and well
I can feel the magic start

Whisper you will come to me
Come and keep me company

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 27, 2005, 8:31 pm


Where Dreams Begin

Negative positive both or neither
All I can do is tell you what is true
For me and we always see that either
I am figured out or else seen as too
Difficult and dense to bother about
Writing about change and things which seem strange
Unusual of that there is no doubt
Perhaps I am too different for you

But I think not I think you just forgot
What poetry can be when thought is free

I might have theories or suggestions
But I have no answers only questions
And if you want to hear I will be there
And I will hear you too as everywhere
I listen for the still small voice within
Which whispers the truth beyond up and down
Beyond any spin beyond smile and frown
Beyond good and evil where dreams begin

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 26, 2005, 10:45 pm


Late

Finding myself where some call paradise
Losing myself sleeping as much as I
Am able with daily dosings of rice
And trying unsuccessfully to die
Between fits of exercise while grieving
For what is gone but will not go away
Such hope as I find is found believing
That someone will find these poems someday

If someone does what might that someone say?
"A fool turned paradise to private hell
But although he lived badly he wrote well"?
For this I will hope for this I will grope
My way through my day which always is night
Trusting to fate it will all turn out right...

If late

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 26, 2005, 7:42 am


The Way it Was

Struggling with a sense of paralysis
Of waiting for the other shoe to drop
A feeling immune to analysis
One which no antidepressant can stop
This new disease this sword of Damocles
This unknown terror destroying my days
I fear that it will be like this always
Until it happens then happens again
I live in anticipation of pain

I know I am not supposed to show it
But it is coming soon and I know it
All I wanted to be was a poet
At least I did my best and got as good
In such time as I had here as I could
But grieve for those younger with their hunger
For their new lives for their husbands and wives
And all the children who never will be
And what we mistook for eternity

We thought it would last forever but
It never does
Always remember no matter what
The way it was

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 25, 2005, 10:38 pm


Just Me

I like poetry
To be orderly

I do not expect
To be understood
And as I get good
At it more reject
What I try to say
Anyway I see
As they turn away
And they turn on me

Witticism yes
Verbal winks and such
Criticism no
Thank you very much

Yes I will confess
I am sensitive
To insults some give
In the name of God
Or country or tribe
It always sounds odd
To shout sacred things
In a diatribe

(As the cuckoo sings)

I like poetry
To be orderly

But that is just me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 25, 2005, 6:31 am


Free

Hollow and alone
No feeling nor thought
Except fear somehow
Dread of the unknown
I asked a friend what
Was left to me now
She told me to do
What I had not done
Though there is no new
Thing under the sun
All things are new for
One undone before

I knew she was right
I needed to know
If I could do more
I needed to go
Outside into light
Perhaps to arrive
Where once I had been
To come out alive
Not hide in between
Living and dying
She said to believe
It was worth trying

I needed to find
A sense of release
A sense that my mind
Could find its own peace
And by believing
This I would receive
The measure of grace
One finds achieving
A purpose a place
For better or worse
For good or for ill
In the universe

To do as I will

It is up to me
If I am to be

Free

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 24, 2005, 9:30 pm


A Beautiful World Worth Dying For

Our descending world falls from bad to worse
Minds made up decided divided for
Two in a dualistic universe
Thesis antithesis squared off for war
Jihad Armageddon decline and fall
They hate we hate we all will kill us all

The moon and the sun still soar in the sky
But war has begun now and more will die
Each day as we pray supposedly to
The same God who kills me and blesses you

I never understood that never could
And now ripe for the kill I never will
But I thank God whoever he may be
My loved ones lost will not be here to see
What is to come now that it comes for me
And bid you good night as we lose the light

May we waken in a place without war
Nor forget how our sun and moon soared bright
Daily for all everywhere on this ball
Of a beautiful world worth dying for

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 24, 2005, 12:11 am


World War III

When I was a child
We all lived in fear
Of the Soviets
Nuclear and wild
Everybody here
Felt doomed and all bets
Were off as to when
The war would begin

Now it has begun
A different war
Not that other one
We were waiting for
But which never came
Some things never change
As they stay the same
This life is so strange

I always knew that I would die
What changes is the reason why

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 23, 2005, 10:45 pm


We Will Meet You in the Moonlight

Not very many maybe one or two
Are those who enjoy these poems I write
A couple of kind friends a select few
Who share with me this long and lonely night

They bare their hearts with me and I hope you
Will join us tonight by the full moon's light
Within which we and poetry agree
To dare in the moon's unblinking eyesight
By word and thought and spirit to dance free

Come out and play awhile and you will see
Why some of us are so devoted to
Wearing our heart on our sleeve and believe
That we might change the world for good someday

We have a lot to do and we need you
Though we might end up failing anyway
Still we believe the journey is the goal
Questing for meaning meeting heart and soul
We will meet you in the moonlight: tonight

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 22, 2005, 11:26 pm


Home

People have hurt you as they desert you
Your tender heart feels hardened now my friend
But should you someday find your way to me
Then I would bring you home where sorrows end
That you might know the truth to make you free
So that your heart and eyes need never spend
Another night of loneliness and tears
For I would love you well and harrow hell
To lift that heart to feel those eyes to see
Beyond those hurts to hopes freed from those fears
Of love and loss which darken your young years

Today your heart feels closed and far away
But someday you will see what love can be
You bud to bloom again another day
My heart is true and I will wait for you
In my heart there is room for you to bloom
My heart will hear what your heart has to say
None can desert you there where none can hurt
Come home when you are ready come and stay
With me and find your home where sorrows end
My love my child my sister and my friend
Whenever you are ready: come to me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 22, 2005, 2:39 pm


This Bronze Moon of July

The moon rose enormous tonight
And seemed newly born with its light
Aglint minted gold
Though timelessly old
The moon magic burned burnished bright

It rose shining more like the sun
Blazing bronze on the horizon
In brightening fire
An arc of desire
From brass to gold to platinum then gone

It was rarified
As it clarified
And then it moved on

But I will remember
This bronze moon of July
In bone-white December
To warm me as I die

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 22, 2005, 2:29 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1409:
Hot

Some few still say of global warming: no such thing
But I can hear alarm bells sounding: ting-a-ling
And it is a hundred and two on my front porch
Somehow right now as I watch global warming scorch
My neighborhood with understood immediacy
I would say this theory feels like reality
To me but please I am not looking for a fight
With touchy and defensive people on the right

Yet right would seem a relative term in this case
I am no scientist though and I leave with grace
Taking cold showers and saving my flowers from
Present climate changes and as for those to come
Good thing for me I am so sensitive to cold
It looks like I will still be hot when I get old

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 21, 2005, 11:18 pm


Wheel

In this land of milk and honey
When a beggar asks for money
And they always do
I give them a few
Dollars along with my blessing

And I do not mind confessing
That I have been there
Have been everywhere
Up down and sideways on the bum

So I never mind sharing some
And if I saw you
I would help you too
We hold on and do our dharma
As we ride the wheel of karma

And it turns so fast
And we cannot last
And all we have is each other
Who am I? I am your brother

In fact I am you
Indeed you are me
And the wheel turns true
Until we are free:
Dharma for karma

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 20, 2005, 11:43 pm


Adventure

Adventure awaits us
And misadventure too
Daily life debates us
Challenging us to do
That which we cannot bear

That is unless we dare
To cross over borders
Transcending disorders
Defying our own past
To find the now at last

Adventure awaits us
And misadventure too
But destiny fates us
To do what we must do
To get from here to there

And where is there? To be
Within the now and free

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 20, 2005, 7:47 pm


Climb

Climbing steeply
Focused only
On my goal
Lest I fall

Feeling deeply
Thinking lonely
If at all
In my soul

Some people watch
From down below
But none can catch
Me should this go
Wrong this long
Deadly song

Up at the top
The winds are strong
With a sharp drop

And you ask me
Might you come too
As you task me
To remain true

I will
But still
The way is unknown

We all climb alone

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 20, 2005, 11:52 am


Dancer

Not yes not no
Nor maybe so
Not an answer
No suggestion
Just a question

And the dancer
Dancing unknown
However small
Is not alone
Part of the All

And together
Now not whether
When nor somehow
As karma turns
One candle burns

And the question
Is the answer
No suggestion
Let the dancer
Fall into All

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 19, 2005, 1:49 pm


Satori Sonnet

Contemplating the Gateless Gate
I enter the riddle of All
Transcending to a weightless state
I neither rise nor do I fall
See hear nor feel but am the Real
Surrounded by the summer sky

Depression has been digression

Now to embrace the butterfly
Now is the time when dreams come true
Now to enjoy and not destroy
For if I hurt myself I sin
Just as I would if I hurt you
Let a refreshing day begin

Open the gate and let life in

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jul 19, 2005, 8:28 am


Satori

I wade into the world warily
As I close one eye and hold my nose
A victim of curiosity
I suppose but this is how it goes:

I get outside and outlast the past
Curiosity makes me go fast
When I know in my case to go slow
Would be to waste the rush of this haste
To experience the universe
As it expands with my consciousness

Richer or poorer better or worse
Joyfully fearfully more or less
Eagerly tearfully I confess
To get outside myself is to see
What I look like in reality
Free of space free of time free to be

Out of context in eternity
I will soar more and more I will soar
As though I have never lived before
All is now new just now me and you
To be and see our way to be free
Intimate in immediacy!

+Steven Curtis Lance



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