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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 16, 2005, 3:30 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1232:
A Lance with Magic Well and Wise Begun: My Son

for Stevie II

My son is visiting for a few days
A six-foot-five improvement upon me
Changing my life in unusual ways

I will never know how he came to be
So big yet I know that he is my son
His name the same and he writes poetry

A Lance with magic well and wise begun
Girls come to see him in the middle of the night
Some ask "is it all right to love your dad?"

May God bless you my child you are not bad
But Father Lance follows a distant star his light
Is Silke Shining in the Sky his butterfly

Here take my book... here take a look... +Pax et lux tecum
Go in peace... light increase... my son your vade mecum

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 16, 2005, 1:20 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1231:
Embracing You: Beyond... Above...

for Silke

Silke shining from afar
I can see your little light
Can you see me where you are?

I look across the sky tonight
Across all time across all space
I look up and I see your face

I write about my loneliness
And people do not care unless
It touches them in theirs

So then I try to be funny
Only you get my jokes honey
I climb the stars like stairs

Then everyone can understand and share our love
When they see me embracing you: beyond... above...

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 15, 2005, 2:13 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1230:
Time in a Bottle and Rhyme at Full Throttle

for Grandma who would be a century

Milestone birthdays clustered-up aplenty:

I turned fifty Silke five and twenty
The heavy metal thunder of my car
Is forty now and older than you are
This year my daughter will turn twenty-two
Napoleon loved that number how 'bout you?

My dear old Freddie Noodles will be nine
A life for every year of this feline
Companion to me in celibacy
We bugger neither altar boys nor cats
He only gets aggressive with the rats

The priest's housekeeper now at rest and gone
As Grandma called herself would be a century
I wonder if from heaven she can spy on me?

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 15, 2005, 6:17 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1229:
Regret Along the Alimentary Canal

a silly sonnet for Silke

On the banks of the alimentary
Canal tonight there is no peace for me
I put far too much hot sauce on my rice
And the outcome is... well... not very nice

Not just the outcome but the long journey
From end to end is rough for me my friend
It is so tough for me because I tend
To overdo things rather massively
And now must bear this outcome passively

A misjudgment for which I must atone
In the smallest room of my house alone
The worst instance yet of hot sauce regret
Why would I do such a thing as to bring
Such fury to such frail anatomy?

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 15, 2005, 4:56 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1228:
Spectacles Testicles Wallet and Watch Out

a silly sonnet for Silke

I got some new spectacles recently
Which hurt my ears and nose indecently
I subsequently came to realize
For all of that they did not help my eyes
On top of all these things the frames were grey
And purchased on the cheap on sale one day

The optician had proven unable
To sell them so they were on this table
With other ugly frames no one would buy
Except a true eccentric ...therefore I
Bought them and fought them and thought I would die
That on me I looked closer to my age

Which seized me with a most un-Lance-like rage
Sorry to say: I smashed them... yesterday

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 15, 2005, 1:20 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1227:
Alone Together

You are alone and I am alone
I will never understand this life
First and best and last love I have known
Why are we not together somehow
I as your husband you as my wife?

They talk about men not committing
I am throwing myself at you now
Trapped in a river of forgetting
I struggle to swim upstream to be
At your side forever frustrated

Remember when we spoke of destiny?
We spoke of fate and of being fated
To be together always you and me
My love I need you please can you not see?

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 14, 2005, 10:39 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1226:
Alone and Exhausted at Four in the Morning

It dawns on me I have done all I can
Before dawn I see I have done my best
I could write some things now say some things but
It is better that I keep my mouth shut
If I failed one I passed another test

I am only one lonely little man

If only I could make it right somehow
My very uttermost seems not enough
I could really use a miracle now
Nobody can tell me I am not tough

I never give up even when it seems I might as well
Never having known success it never went to my head
So I always have to do my best until I am dead

Just trying to get to heaven and just passing through hell

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 14, 2005, 3:33 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1225:
It Rained Inside My Car Today

a silly sonnet for Silke's birthday

It rained inside my car today
An after-effect of the storm
Sprinkled me as I drove away

The rusty drops at least were warm
But left tomato-soupy dots
On my pants in sensitive spots

Then I had to go into the bank...
Holding my checkbook over my crotch

Although my car is built like a tank
It could not protect me from this blotch
Which looks like... some sort of accident

Protected without but not within
As the odd eccentric incident
Gets under my heavy metal skin

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 13, 2005, 9:50 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1224:
Butterfly Rising~*

for my Silke for her birthday

I just got off the telephone with you
And am amazed how much better I feel
I drove down to drop off that document
And felt ready to cruise for miles and miles

Now I believe our dream is coming true!
Now I believe our miracle is real!
I keep on praying nor will I relent
For I can feel it... and my spirit smiles

Life will reveal it... soon... and even now
A little candle shines within this night
I feel your spirit bud to bloom somehow
Tonight the light of hope is burning bright

My butterfly! Your wings will heal and be
Both strong and beautiful as you rise... free!

+Steven Curtis Lance

Happy Birthday to my dearest darling little girl: rise, butterfly, rise~*

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Jan 12, 2005, 11:15 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1223:
(A very special sonnet...)

My Fairy~*

for my Silke for her birthday

If you have never seen a fairy
Never conclude they do not exist
For their hiddenness is the very
Reason they are able to persist
Here where others are bigger than they
They have to be able to fly away

Just because you have never seen one
Does not mean there has never been one
Right under your nose as you sniffed a rose
And that is why they have wings you know
To be able to get up and go
When the wild winds of a rose-sniffer blow

My fairy is my Silke of the Five and Twenty Tears
Forever five and twenty through a thousand thousand years

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 12, 2005, 2:12 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1222:
Magic Comes in the Dark Unbidden

for Silke my seagirl

The most important things are hidden
Fairies are very shy
Unicorns are real if unridden
Not only birds can fly
Magic comes in the dark unbidden

Disbelieving folk are divorced
From natural reality
Their minds are frigid firm and forced
Disdaining what they dare not see

Should seagirls swim to such as these?
I would not have them cast their pearls
Nor model their agilities
Before such swinish unworthies
Who see the sea but not the girls!

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 12, 2005, 12:00 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1221:
It Would Not Be Rice

Ennui? Oui Oui!

I got sick of living on rice
So I bought five pounds more
Shame on me if I fool me twice
What do I do this for?

I know how to make it
But it is so boring
My stomach can take it
But I am ignoring
The question of taste
Repenting in haste

But nothing really matters
Not what one eats whether nasty or nice
When reality shatters
If anything did it would not be rice

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 12, 2005, 7:49 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1220:
OK by Me! Howzabout You?

Auferstanden aus Ruinen

I think I have gotten ahold of myself again now
The beginning of this recovery
Was when a fellow poet wrote to me
That she hoped for me to be Poet of the Year somehow

I was unaware there was such a thing
But I must admit it has a nice ring
To it and I would be glad to do it
If anyone asked me to but wonder what one must do

I imagine one just writes poetry
If that is the case that sounds right for me
And as an added benefit this would keep me alive
As I would want to serve the whole year of 2005

It seems like something I could do...
OK by me! Howzabout you?

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 12, 2005, 1:52 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1219:
Faith and Love Embrace

Something half-forgotten has taken place
While I was sleeping
The sky stopped weeping

The angry storm by gentle winds of grace
And by persistence
Blown out of the sky

The sun has returned with a smiling face
With no resistance
With no answer why
The storm had no choice but to slink away

Around me now there breathes a shining day
And deep inside me
I feel hope to be
Conceived as I see faith and love embrace

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 12, 2005, 1:30 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1218:
That's All

I didn't think I was but some called me good
At least I always did whatever I could
Took care of sick people alone for ten years
Twelve if you count it another way and tears
Are about all I have left of my life now

(I could never live bereft of my wife now)

I could've done worse I wrote a lot of verse
Wrote a lot of music which nobody cares
About not even me but nothing compares
To the simple truth that somebody loved me
Something which I thought I'd never live to see

I've made a difference however small I know
Sometimes felt like I've failed and like letting go
I've tried to do good... did what I could... that's all

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 11, 2005, 1:49 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1217:
...Somewhere ...Back There

The lame postman came but only brought me bills
After his few days mysterious absence
Finally returning only brought more ills
His delivery becomes more erratic
No longer absurd regressing to nonsense
As it slows steadily to become static

Since he was on the telephone the whole time
I tried to communicate through pantomime
But he turned around and in my box I found
A letter from ASCAP and a mystery
They want to give me money for music I
Once wrote a lifetime ago but cannot find

As part of history the form they send the heirs when you die
I am still here but I left my mind behind ...somewhere ...back there

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 10, 2005, 6:42 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1216:
...As Falls the Rain

Green parrots are squawking
In congress converging
Wet people out walking
Look up at their urging
And see there's a break in the rain
Until the next drenching again

The ravens are quiet
They know rain's returning
Offended by riot
Their black eyes are burning
At what they see as avian stupidity
They hate the parrots and all their cupidity

The ravens are right as always again
The parrots fall silent ...as falls the rain

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 10, 2005, 3:37 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1215:
Tea and Rice and Rain Rain Rain

for Silke

If it rains any more my house will float away
I'm serious! Some other houses have today
And people get swept by suddenly swollen streams
To rude awakenings from California dreams
My car looks like a great big boat but still I fear
To try to ride the rivers to get out of here

So I just stay inside with my cat all the time
Drinking tea eating rice and working at my rhyme
Lots of tea not much rice under siege but it's nice
I was able to talk with Silke on the phone
An ocean between us but we are not alone
And I pray each day appealing for her healing

My dearest darling little girl! My fragile one!
Please get all well and come back to me with the sun!

+Steven Curtis Lance

Amin mela ile~*
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Jan 10, 2005, 7:18 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1214:
Prayer for Silke's Birthday

Alone with nothing left
I wait because it is all I can do
I wait upon you Lord
Into your hands that she be safe with you

These empty hands bereft
Surrendering to love steadfast and true
She whom I have adored
Whom I have loved and lived for always will
Our best hope saved for last
Our only hope now that she is so ill

I ask you for her healing
Let not this young life end in fear and pain
I feel your love revealing
This broken butterfly shall rise again

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 10, 2005, 3:21 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1213:
Time to Heal

for Silke

Pregnant with the promise of New Moon skies
At three times three the ninth hour I arise
The veil is drawn now such that black is clear
Peter said "it is good Lord to be here"
And so it is my words are his tonight

Within the moment whether here or there
It is always good to be anywhere
But in the darkness shines the brightest light

The moon will disappear to reappear
Will die to be reborn and so will we
Who wax and wane who ebb and flow who bear
The burdens and the blessings of the wheel
The turning of the universe: we feel
It turn from time to kill to time to heal

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 10, 2005, 12:11 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1212:
New Moon Womb of Rain~*

Dies Faustus Chorus Mysticus

Wrapped within a womb of rain
I open my eyes again
At three in the afternoon
I slept as long as possible

Now I am strong to be useful
At the coming of the New Moon
Good omen rising in the sign
In which my love and I arose:

A blessing Silke yours and mine

Tonight will bloom the sweetest rose
Which opens fully only New Moon nights
A secret only you and I can see
The moon is dark but there are subtler lights:

Come Silke now and bloom for me


+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 9, 2005, 3:00 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1211:
Rhythm in the Rain

for Silke

A curtain of rain all around me
Falls and would seem my isolation
But through this curtain I see clearly
Within my heart's imagination
As by a shape-shifting telescope
You as you look back across at me
Across the sea and it gives me hope

Water and water as far as we
Can see but I know you see me there
As I see you here as we wait where
Two hearts through this curtain one can be
And have been as are now forever
One heartbeat which no force could ever
Separate... this pulse of you and me

+Steven Curtis Lance

Amin mela ile~*
Copyright MMV Silke LLC

Jan 9, 2005, 2:25 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1210:
Make Love to Me!~*

for Silke

They say it's the end now but they never know
I just want to make love to you
They say it's all over but they never knew
Make love to me! And let it go...

But if we're going let's go out in glory
Ask and Embla Adam and Eve
As one flesh in an everlasting story
Of how one man and woman won
A lost paradise in a new world begun
By love above all: I want you and believe
You want me too so let's make love and let it go
And make our prophecy come true

Because they never knew and they will never know
What it's like to make love... with you...

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMV Silke LLC

Jan 9, 2005, 12:11 am

Transcendental Sonnet #1209:
I Listen to Ramones and Count My Bones

I listen to Ramones and count my bones
No I don't because it doesn't matter
Don't count my bones just listen to Ramones
It will only matter when they shatter

In order to keep them from shattering
I exercise them to the nattering
Accompaniment of the weatherman
Who tells me I am in the frying pan
Headed for fire as the waves rise higher

Surf's up way up and it just won't go down
He is complaining and it is raining
It's just too wet out now to go to town
It is raining now he is explaining

I listen to Ramones and count my bones

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 8, 2005, 10:59 pm

Transcendental Sonnet #1208:
They Tell Me Things Are Back to Normal Now

While everyone else was holidaying
As they were somewhere giving and getting
I was nowhere freezing and dismaying
Working on forgiving and forgetting

The forgiving did not go very well
The forgetting might come more easily
When they are safely tucked away in hell
You could forgive me for not displaying
Holiday cheer or you could forget me

They never fixed my furnace nor
Brought my Christmas packages or
Any holly-jolly thing
I did not mean anything

Forgotten but not gone I just move on

+Steven Curtis Lance

Copyright MMV Silke LLC


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