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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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May 10, 2005, 7:46 pm


Stalker

No more will I endure your politics
Yesterday today but not tomorrow
Nor do I care to know your petty tricks
The ones which you think so very clever

Your endless rants bring me endless sorrow
You suck at my soul but I will never
Let you run me through with a pin and mount
Me in your museum of those who failed
To fight you when they could and now are jailed
Within the shadows of conspiracy

No! You have underestimated me
You bring me down but not down for the count
You ring me up and lecture me all day
You say you will destroy who will not play
I have three words for you I want to say:
LEAVE ME ALONE (as I hang up the phone)

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 10, 2005, 6:35 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1378:
For One I Care For Some I Do Not

They choose to spend their grim days fighting
Imaginary conspiracies
Each other and us these tragedies
Instead of being useful writing

I suppose they just need more to do
This forbidden quality of us
Is such fun as stupid people fuss
Lacking lives they live through me and you

We have lives nor do we care to play
Their sick perverted whispering games
Their downscale drama their sorry shames
Sad and futile failures: go away!

Pardon us as we pursue the best
Leave the gossipmongers take the rest

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 10, 2005, 2:35 am


Post-Precipitation Contemplation

I am getting on well with the weather
On this the first day after Mother's Day
Today we had a nice time together
Climate is starting to listen to me
I feel very flattered I have to say
At least the atmosphere and I agree

Now I look forward to the rest of May
With all the joys of summer still to come
A felicitous time to be alive
Especially after all those tiresome
Months of rain when I was afraid to drive
I no longer have to think about that

My car will not run but walking is fun
I sleep alone but I have a warm cat
All in all I am just glad to be here
Or anywhere at all at this late age
With the atmosphere less drear less severe
Now smiling on my lonely pilgrimage

I am more suited to contemplation
When not pelted by precipitation

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 9, 2005, 9:00 am


Absurdity Saves the Day!

for Heartshope Kandaroo (and you and you and you)

When hope is unsharable
You think it could not get worse
A smile seems unwearable
In a random universe
When life is unbearable
You feel like riding a hearse

That is when absurdity
Saves the day and never fails
Laughing existentially
As the train runs off the rails
Singing dancing you and me
In our pink top hats and tails

Let the Tom DeLays Bill Frists
All the fundamentalists
Live well on their way to hell
As they fish and we cut bait

Just too little? Just too late?
Come on out and step in style
Ours the folly! Theirs the fate!
Come on out and smile awhile

All is relative I say
Their Second Amendment rights
Our First Amendment bright lights
Nothing matters anyway:

Absurdity saves the day!

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 8, 2005, 11:02 pm


Transcendental Sonnet #1377:
On Mother's Day

in memoriam Patricia Lance

My mother used to call it jealousy
This impulse which makes others so unkind
Whatever it is it is hell for me

Some seem to just love to mess with my mind
Push all the buttons to make me feel bad
Make it so I never know what to think
Use me abuse me and make me feel sad
And ultimately bring me to the brink
Of giving up or else of going mad

She knew this because they did it to her

On Mother's Day I weep for what we lost
Of all the joys which are not never were
Will never be and stagger at the cost
Of jealousy to my Mom and to me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 8, 2005, 11:03 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1376:
Finding You

for Heartshope Kandaroo

Saturday night and the weather agrees
All of the pieces form into one whole
Warm open sky bears a beckoning breeze
Bringing the universe into my soul

New Moon-bright stars wink at me through the trees
Magic is sparkling around me tonight
I was born just for such moments as these
Here from the womb of the transfigured night

This is the cure for my lonely disease
For you are with me wherever you are
Flashing around me elusive firefly

The moon veils her face revealing a star
I never would have noticed had she shone
Finding you finding myself not alone

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 7, 2005, 11:28 pm


Transcendental Sonnet #1375:
Saturday Silence

Writing as though he were Mars to her Venus
Old man with a head like that of a penis
Crazy people warring one another
Lonely people boring one another
People living only on the Internet
They are dead we see but are not buried yet

Pardon me please as I search for poetry
Is it that they cannot write or is it me?
They seem too busy waging civil war
To do what I thought they all went there for

Saturday silence no lover and no wife
My three children living full lives all their own
Turn off the computer and I am alone
With poetry in the best days of my life

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 7, 2005, 8:27 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1374:
New Moon Night

for Heartshope Kandaroo

You and I outside of time past distance
Free thought free association free speech
No rules no gravity no resistance
To learning what the open sky will teach

There is nothing to hold the magic in
Beyond all belief and beyond all doubt
There is nothing to keep the magic out
Nothing to lose and everything to win
A whisper so much louder than a shout
Out of the night now beckons us begin

From east west north and south to this still point
The past the future present all is now
As earth and water fire and air endow
A New Moon night which shall not disappoint

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 6, 2005, 11:31 pm


Lonely with Friends

In the company of some friends
Perhaps I can live somehow
Surviving these means toward those ends
Fate has awaiting me now

Each day I see more clearly I
Will be all alone when I die

Yet if nobody wants me in that way
There are so many worse things which could be
I have a few good friends alongside me
Perhaps I can get by from day to day

I was happily married long ago
I loved and lost: perhaps that is enough
To balance out the rest the painful stuff
I know the more I know the less I know

I found someone I wanted
But she does not want me
My heart is hurt and haunted
A distressed property

My friends say not to seek it
And then love will find me
They know yet never speak it
That they would never be
The ones to love me as I need

I give them all my heart I feed
Them but they cannot understand
Because only the lonely do
I need someone to take my hand

What do I need? I just need you

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 6, 2005, 2:31 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1373:
To Take a Walk with Fate

for Heartshope Kandaroo

Yesterday doing what needed be done
My forty year-old car asleep so sound
And quite unwilling to wake up for me
I decided to no longer be bound
By my reclusive eccentricity

I had to hoof it but I had to get
Out into life again and it was fun

So much life so much time so much regret
What I have lost and how much it has cost
So many hopeful days have been wasted
So much is missed because I hesitate
So many pleasures have gone untasted

I tell others it is never too late:
My time has come to take a walk with fate

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 5, 2005, 10:41 am


Enigma

for Heartshope Kandaroo: my heart to yours

They say ghosts do not know that they are dead
Just like I never realize my age
Said to be fifty but thirteen instead
Struggling with budding adolescent rage

I want to live and to live in the now
And I feel like I just got here somehow

Because of my anorexia I
Actually only look about thirteen
And will never grow up before I die
Other anorexics know what I mean

But everyone has died and left me here
Without them now to cope with life alone
Depression crushes me panic and fear
I am an enigma known yet unknown

Normal people laugh at me and mock me
Who has the key to come and unlock me?

+Stevie



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May 5, 2005, 12:25 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1372:
One Sweet Kiss

for my miracle

Dreaming of you on a sparkling spring day
Seeing your image within every flower
You who yourself in your person are May
Chiming my heart like the bells of the hour

I hear them ring and I hear sparrows sing
I feel the sun but you are everything
All of these all of the scents on the breeze
All of this all of the hope of my bliss
Someday sweet someday to taste one sweet kiss

That is enough for me then I can die
That will my destiny be and the sky
Will always whisper how I loved you so
More so much more than you ever will know
Breathing for you then above now below

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 4, 2005, 6:01 pm


Transcendental Sonnet #1371:
Crystalline Raindrop

for my miracle

Not in the slightest depressed anymore
Nor longer burdened by burdens I bore
For all the griefs which once grieved me before
Are burning away by the light of day
A gift brought bright from a smoldering night

By faith if not sight to walk in the right
Paths to pursue the perfection of peace
Pain had an end and has found its release
Here on this morning where my nightmares cease

Something impossible now happens here
Prospect improbable unfolding clear
Crystalline raindrop bloomed out of a tear
Perfect love casts out my fear as I see
Miracles happen and happen to me

+Steven Curtis Lance


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May 4, 2005, 3:23 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1370:
Never Too Late

She asked me if I thought it was too late

It saddened me she ever thought it was
No: never too late to communicate
To touch the ones you want to touch so much

I told her to take that love and show it
There is no one who can stop her because
The decision belongs only to her

Go ahead and dare to be a poet

And all of the poets who never were
Would tell her the same and no one could blame
Her for wanting people to know her name

And never regret but never forget
Why those like me and she write poetry:
To share what we know before we must go

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 3, 2005, 1:29 pm


Transcendental Sonnet #1369:
Dreams

for Heartshope Kandaroo

Each of these sonnets which I write
Happens to me like a seizure
It is something inside my head
Which comes like a dream in the night
It wants to be born and be said
And not at casual leisure
But be spoken to life and read
And listened to seriously

New dreams arise from old dreams dead
And this is the reason for me
To be to see what I can do
With this uncommon destiny
This calling I believe is true
To dream and give my dreams to you

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 3, 2005, 7:35 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1368:
Fledglings

The beautiful thing about us
One of many beautiful things
Is that although most might doubt us
And we are not exchanging rings
Or commonday banalities
Beginning far beyond where these
Things of the day fall short away
We meet upon a higher plane
Than few would ever understand
Than we could easily explain
Through time and space as hand in hand
We discover and uncover
Forgotten things remembered by
Two fledglings just learning to fly

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 2, 2005, 9:48 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1367:
Your Heart Will Tell You

If you are feeling lonely tonight
But should you be unsure about me
Your heart will tell you it is all right
If you look within yourself and see
That I am somebody just like you
Right there tonight reaching toward the light
Right there with you seeking what is true

And it is all right we are the same
You and me but yin and yang are we
Different face and different name
Completing complementarity
If you are feeling lonely tonight
But should you be unsure about me
Your heart will tell you it is all right

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 2, 2005, 12:05 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1366:
Cold Crimson Dawn

From the weary brow of a hill
I watched our reality burn
The question: will we ever learn?
The answer: no we never will

With all consumed the valley gone
I dreaded that cold crimson dawn
Which spoke the sky had turned to blood

I knew there was yet more to see
After the fire then came the flood
The remnants came down with the mud
In slow-motion catastrophe

Today the rains have gone away
The fires out as hope battles doubt
Today on this first day of May

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 1, 2005, 8:07 pm


Transcendental Sonnet #1365:
The Hard Way

There are some mistakes we make
Which cannot be unmade
I am sorry for your sake
Too late I am afraid
To undo what you have done

Life goes on and is begun
Each day as on the first
It does not sit and wait
For the best nor for the worst
Nor for those who hesitate

"Fool me once shame on you
Fool me twice shame on me"
The old saying is still true
And it never mentions three

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 1, 2005, 11:12 am


May Day Song

May has come! And come what may
Winter night to summer day
Now must yield as blooms the field

Cold begone! Now blown away
Relegated to the past
By the breath of life at last

May has come excitedly
Come what may and come right in
All its joys to be revealed
Gladden May as much as me

Now the best days can begin

All my past Mays still as sweet
Savored in my memory
Every year their joys repeat
Bursting forth today they say:

Love comes into bloom in May!

+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 1, 2005, 7:36 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1364:
For My Friend

A certain interchangeability
A sharing more than sharing which we share
Of thought idea and dream of you and me
Brings you to me here as me to you there
A closeness of unusual degree

For we are spirit-siblings everywhere
In perfect poetic propinquity

When I am sad and writing raven-black
You wink at me and wait for it to pass
I see then there is nothing which we lack
And my withering withers as the grass
You playfully blow my dark clouds away

With you it is always now and somehow
You always know just the right thing to say

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Apr 30, 2005, 8:14 pm


Transcendental Sonnet #1363:
Word Game

Standing here on the outside looking in
I see the word-world is political
From outside is a good place to begin
To cease to be deceived as critical
I see it is a simple transaction
Buying selling action and reaction

If I write a review then you will too
And if I cannot because I am ill
It is folly to believe that you will
Of course you do not because you forgot
Except for one or two for you and you
And never mind the rest: you are the best

I refuse to play this game with my name
But if you must I still love you the same

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Apr 30, 2005, 3:22 am


Transcendental Sonnet #1362:
The Teacher

Faces of hope! I see you shining now
Rising in the east but never setting
The days of this my mortal span allow
Remembering but never forgetting

We are never parting only greeting
Across the arc of time expectantly
At the crossroads of two ages meeting
As I with you find out what we can do
Together in this mutuality
Which finds two minds becoming one somehow

Far in the future please remember me
That I was here and that I cared for you
And I will show you everything I know
To bring your bud to bloom before I go

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Apr 29, 2005, 10:59 am


What the Moon Said

I had written a poem about depression
But now I have thrown it away
I want something better a brighter digression
I want to say something today
About the moon being so bright and white last night
Rising over the avocado tree
Does the moon speak? I think it spoke to me

I strained to hear each lunar word
I listened to it hungrily
And although this might sound absurd
I think it said for me to be
More mindful of it and to see
It as it is also the stars
Up shining there as best they can

That I should break depression's bars
And undertake to be a man
Who celebrates the sky and soon
I would be healed: so said the moon

+Steven Curtis Lance


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Apr 29, 2005, 6:20 am


Present

for Kaye

Full of the future and
In Texas up a tree
The world fresh in your hand
But you don't quite know it
You remind me of me
Young friend fellow poet

Grandma called from the porch
She was wondering where
You were
I was glad you were there
With her

I could feel that the torch
Of the land I once knew
Was still burning
In you

And it turned my despair
Into yearning

+Steven Curtis Lance


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