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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Mar 26, 2015, 1:36 am


The Hadrosaur We Had



Once we had the hadrosaur
Not anymore

I am glad we had
The hadrosaur but sad
The hadrosaur was
But is not now because
How I had to miss
The hadrosaur like this

Predating me
Fated then now not to see

But to let what is be
To do what it does
Remembering what was
Lest we be bereft
Let us love what is left
Let us let us be

Too late too bad
For the hadrosaur we had



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 24, 2015, 7:45 pm


Watching As the Dogs Watch Me



For Bowser to sleep is to bask
Sometimes opening one eye to ask
If watchdoggery needs doing
Or if one of his bones needs chewing

Marisol is the dog who ate
It all where she likes to ruminate
There by the food bowl not too far
Leaving entree to buffet ajar

Hi-Desert hounds who eat and sleep
And do their dogly duty to keep
Me safe then when it all depends
On the watchdoggery of my friends

And had I any enemies
They would not have long with friends like these
Am glad not to but I know who
My friends are somehow and now you do

Hi-Desert hounds who keep an eye
On me as I live until I die
Until then keep me company
Duly doing their watchdoggery

Watching as the dogs watch me I
See now love is how and why



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 23, 2015, 8:51 pm


The Tree of Life



I



I wait for it to get light
For it not to be night
Anymore get ready for
A day not to forget
This is it not over yet

To get ready for more
I got through the night today
To wonders underway
To either understand or
To wonder anyway

Here I am now to explore
How to be more somehow
Than I ever was before
Here I am now to be
Another day more of me

Ready for my chance
To be Steven Curtis Lance



II



There we were and here she was
Under the tree of life because
Being human beings who
Were doing as we humans do
Here she was where I was too

When life surprised me like it does
There in 1970
Like here where I remember now
A long time ago I know
But I remember even so

Wherever she is now we were
By heart then and then again
Part of my heart again now when
Between us two I mean to
Remember the tree of life then

In December when the tree
Is barren but still sings of her
Even now of spring somehow
Remembers I still love you
Between us what you mean to me



III



It might be just me
But tonight I can see
A question mark in the sky

A constellation
Starbright punctuation
Of wondering how and why

Connecting the dots
Of the whats and whatnots
Tonight of todays gone by

It seems like love is
The meaning of all this
Between us to live who die

Understanding love
By wonder two parts of
The answer as you and I

Two parts of the whole
Through the heart to the soul
Answering questioning sky



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 23, 2015, 9:41 am


Questioning Sky



It might be just me
But tonight I can see
A question mark in the sky

A constellation
Starbright punctuation
Of wondering how and why

Connecting the dots
Of the whats and whatnots
Tonight of todays gone by

It seems like love is
The meaning of all this
Between us to live who die

Understanding love
By wonder two parts of
The answer as you and I

Two parts of the whole
Through the heart to the soul
Answering questioning sky



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 22, 2015, 11:51 pm


Ready for My Chance



I wait for it to get light
For it not to be night
Anymore get ready for
A day not to forget
This is it not over yet

To get ready for more
I got through the night today
To wonders underway
To either understand or
To wonder anyway

Here I am now to explore
How to be more somehow
Than I ever was before
Here I am now to be
Another day more of me

Ready for my chance
To be Steven Curtis Lance



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 15, 2015, 7:57 pm


Bright Blue Moment



I want to rightly write you right and true
How about now is being bright blue
Seeing it somehow want you to see it too

Hoping it would come I see how it has
Being here seeing the things I do
Each yellow flower reaching up through the sand

I intend to send you spring my friends as
A spark through the dark to understand
Each other here and there another somewhere

By this Lancean mad nursery rhyme
We who are here everywhere are there
Anyway lancing anywhere through spacetime

Arcing like a spark through darkening sky
But still bright blue as I write to you
Life goes on till it is gone and so will I

Seeing bright blue and being what I do
A star falling all the way to be
If only a moment not lonely but free

I intend to send you spring my friends as
Hoping it would come I see now it has



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 13, 2015, 5:53 pm


Otherwhat



My friends and I tend to be mad
Something had in common to be glad
To be mad who glad they are too
Say if you are mad maybe you
Maybe we may be mad together
The question why not but not whether
Glad to be mad and not sad

I had never fit in within
Without but my way out was in

Where I fell through the cracks to find
Another way there by other mind
Another day of otherwhat
That is what is but it is not
Is otherwise as I ought to know
Falling all the way to see it through
Otherwise the way I do

What is that is but it is not
Is otherwise as otherwhat

I fell then all the way to now
Where as then was when so now is how
And why as I learned the hard way
How it turned out to be somehow
To be freeing me to be being
The rest now then seeing the best way
For me to be anyway

Finding some on the other side
Likeminded like you for the ride

Because I am mad I can see
What had made me sad not being me
Not being what I meant and so
I went and I was glad to go
Knowing going mad as going free
How in the way out now I may be
Maybe be glad to be mad

Another way of otherwhat
That is what otherwise is not



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 13, 2015, 1:22 am


1970



There we were and here she was
Under the tree of life because
Being human beings who
Were doing as we humans do
Here she was where I was too

When life surprised me like it does
There in 1970
Like here where I remember now
A long time ago I know
But I remember even so

Wherever she is now we were
By heart then and then again
Part of my heart again now when
Between us two I mean to
Remember the tree of life then

In December when the tree
Is barren but still sings of her
Even now of spring somehow
Remembers I still love you
Between us what you mean to me



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 11, 2015, 9:46 pm


Swingset



In Yuma by monsoon season
Grandson of the Fire Chief there
I had to wait for my swingset
To cool down from the sun where
I built a sundial in the sand

Marking time to no avail
One coming to understand
By stepping on its rusty nail
Time as something to transcend yet
To get through to go on

Orange by Santa Ana Wind
Frightening my rabbitry
Kites in the night there John and me
By velvet blue we flew and
All good things must come to an end

Bad things too but the reason
Is a swingset is a friend
Is learning if the hard way still
If anything goes on we will
Until gone on and gone



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 8, 2015, 7:23 am


Pack



Turning counterclockwise
Three times Bowser lies
At the foot of the bed
And to my surprise
Marisol at the head
Gets up gets down instead

When I join them too
Big dogs back to back

Though she is my friend
I send her down that end
With Bowser to be
Two friends I can depend
On to doggedly
Keep an eye on me

Doing as we do
Packed three to a pack

To make some sense of it
From the middle I
By dogly riddle try
To get us to fit
Who crowd a little bit
Two dogs and a poet

Three to a mattress
A pack more or less



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 6, 2015, 7:38 pm


To the Sea



Reaching out where life is teaching me
On a beach without a sea
With drifts of Joshua trees instead
Waves but dry of sky and sand
A sea breeze blows and goes to my head
To the sea ultimately
Catalyst of life as it has been
On the wind like me gone free
Where the sea was then is now again
The junction of my journey

Through the sand and to the sea
A function of sand I understand
And of sky of why to be
One who meant to went to wonder and
Understand through blue and clear
Sky how love is why what life is for
Now to live what I love here
Though at sea to be afraid no more
Understanding through the sand
Reaching out where life is reaching me

Life is love as death is fear
Through the sand and to the sea



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 4, 2015, 5:26 pm


Going On



I



I keep thinking my things are somewhere
But they are not there they are nowhere
The only thing I have left is me
So there we are and here I am now

I used to have so many things
But they are gone and any things
Now I found along the way
The hard way how the hard way brings
Just the musts of the day-by-day
What I need but anyway

The lonely thing left to do is be
Never mind why to see about how
Though whether or not I ever know
The thing is to go on so I go

Since everything is gone
I let go and go on



II



Going on and growing blooming
Unassuming and assuming
I will be OK
I go on another day
Knowing I have my part to play

Resuming what is consuming
Me as I produce it seeing
It though as freeing so being
As I am to be
Doing this thing that makes me me

Going on and growing knowing
I go on till gone still going
Mad I know my way
A madman's nursery rhyme
Will be the role of a lifetime



III



Saying what I mean
I grow till I am gone

In the in between
I know I will go on
Saying what it meant
To me to be who went
Still me to be free
To be transcendental
Of the incidental
Transcendentally
Incoincidental

Meaning what I say
Going on my way



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 3, 2015, 9:02 pm


The Role of a Lifetime



Going on and growing blooming
Unassuming and assuming
I will be OK
I go on another day
Knowing I have my part to play

Resuming what is consuming
Me as I produce it seeing
It though as freeing so being
As I am to be
Doing this thing that makes me me

Going on and growing knowing
I go on till gone still going
Mad I know my way
A madman's nursery rhyme
Will be the role of a lifetime



Steven Curtis Lance







Mar 2, 2015, 2:24 am


When the Sky Falls



Not knowing much about much
I wonder about the clouds and such
Wanting to understand their ways
Closer to the sky these days

Having their ways here where I have found
When it rains the clouds always
Come down all the way bow to the ground
The sky comes down embracingly

When it falls without a sound
Crowding round the clouds bend down to touch
Tops of mountains then down the hills
Cloudbound all around the valley fills

When the sky falls and comes to be
Down here on the ground with me



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 28, 2015, 6:50 pm


Together but Alone



Why are some so angry?

The angry are afraid
As fear is what has made
Them lonely only for
What dares them scares them more

Angrily some love what
Keeps them from being free
Some hide behind their gates
Afraid of what awaits
Afraid of some like me

Dislike us like me but
We who are free can see
Some are afraid to be
For fear of the unknown

Except to be angry
Together but alone



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 27, 2015, 8:45 pm


Transcendentally Incoincidental



Saying what I mean
I grow till I am gone

In the in between
I know I will go on
Saying what it meant
To me to be who went
Still me to be free
To be transcendental
Of the incidental
Transcendentally
Incoincidental

Meaning what I say
I go on my way



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 25, 2015, 1:11 am


Fairhaven Mausoleum



Fairhaven Mausoleum
Is sort of a museum
But of the dead instead
Of whatever

My Mom would think we should go
When she thought we ought have no
Dread mortality bred
Then of never

Over and underground rooms
All around the walls are tombs
Where the dead are in bed
There forever

Never easy to scare now
Ever since she took me there somehow



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 24, 2015, 9:31 pm


Grant's Tomb



Is Grant's Tomb made of granite
(I took for granted that it was)?

On the tomb is set in stone
"Let us have peace (leave us alone)"
Nothing taken for granted
Former president and his wife
Unhaunted nor enchanted
Residents of the quiet life
It would appear so I hear

A rolling stone if not granite
A madman making the best
Glad to be but sadly out west
As from another planet
However would not know because
I never got that far east
Have not gotten anywhere near

But to Yucca Valley at least
Where having gone there still here
Though in age so far away now
In the way out will be how
Outliving I outlove my fear
A near miss but this is it
For me from out here it seems clear

Taking for granted nothing
Making the best of everything



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 23, 2015, 10:03 pm


The Orange Public Library



I had read all the books in the library or
As many of them as I could
Looking for suggestions asking questions before
Wondering one day I understood
Not that I had to know but had to grow to be
Then as I did when I was a kid

As I understood I was to wonder some more
To live my life curiously
To be and through my curiosity be free
To ask the question the answer for
Furiously curiously wondering me
When I was a kid then so I did

I understood my task not to answer but to ask
Long ago at the Orange Public Library



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 21, 2015, 9:33 pm


Between to Be and Not to Be



for Franziska on her birthday



Between to be and not to be
There I remember where I see
Through the mad mirror of memory
Between sad scenes of what was me
What I thought was anyway
What I have loved and lost and such

Having been to be again
Being in between

I live to remember and yet
Regret I must die to forget
So to go on I just live with it
Face up to it and place my bet
Again on another day
But I remember way too much

If you are in between then
You know what I mean

Where I remember there I see
What I thought I forgot but not
To be forgotten as yet is what
I must forget tomorrow but
Remember just for today
Between to be and not to be



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 20, 2015, 8:18 pm


We Three



I



Today before tomorrow but
Tomorrow never comes
And yesterday seems more like what
Was once today becomes

Tomorrow is like yesterday
Except always unknown
But both alike a day away
The unknown from the known
Forgetting yesterday I let
Tomorrow go today

Tomorrow never comes and yet
Maybe it always was
How then becomes now to borrow
A day away a day
Earned yesterday to learn my way
Today by tomorrow

Maybe it never comes because
To keep me keeping on
Today is what tomorrow does
When yesterday is gone



II



I used to live by fear
But by love I am here

When someone was something wrong
One thing is to be sorry
A debt of regret to pay
As some who were wrong are we
Who were sorry all along
And as I am anyway

Another is to grow
And so I had to go

Sadder but wiser today
For being wrong then so long
And as I was yesterday
Doing wrong being that way
Living it down by living
It up now by forgiving

Forgiven and giving
Myself an outliving

Forgetting it if I may
Getting it getting along
Letting go of being wrong
Setting my sights high to be
Betting on a better me
Getting better every day

I went all the way and
Having gone understand

Here by love to live and die
Understand or wonder why
This is it and here and now
Underneath the bright blue sky
Here I stand and here am I
What I have and why and how

Love to live and die for
Someone afraid no more



III



With no one else around I found
Myself to be understood by me
Unjudgmental understanding
Found us bound the same way undemanding

Though once we hardly got along
Went round and round we have come a long
Way in our way which is to say
Lancean we who find ourselves three strong

When I run into me today
I find myself not running away
Then whenever I am around
And encounter myself I stop and stay

We understand but wonder so
Understanding wondering we see
Us go on with the show we know
The end of the play in our way we three



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 19, 2015, 7:00 pm


Encounter



With no one else around I found
Myself to be understood by me
Unjudgmental understanding
Found us bound the same way undemanding

Though once we hardly got along
Went round and round we have come a long
Way in our way which is to say
Lancean we who find ourselves three strong

When I run into me today
I find myself not running away
Then whenever I am around
And encounter myself I stop and stay

We understand but wonder so
Understanding wondering we see
Us go on with the show we know
The end of the play in our way we three



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 18, 2015, 4:33 pm


Blue on Blue on Blue



Smoke curling up a shaft of starlight
To unfurling blue
Velvet sky with diamonds sparkling bright

Not as bright as you
Are my star who shine right through the night

Shine your light until
Morning tonight still as you always will
In my heart and through

You remember as I do
Blue on blue on blue



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 17, 2015, 12:59 pm


Today by Tomorrow



Today before tomorrow but
Tomorrow never comes
And yesterday seems more like what
Was once today becomes

Tomorrow is like yesterday
Except always unknown
But both alike a day away
The unknown from the known
Forgetting yesterday I let
Tomorrow go today

Tomorrow never comes and yet
Maybe it always was
How then becomes now to borrow
A day away a day
Earned yesterday to learn my way
Today by tomorrow

Maybe it never comes because
To keep me keeping on
Today is what tomorrow does
When yesterday is gone



Steven Curtis Lance







Feb 13, 2015, 7:55 pm


By Love



I used to live by fear
But by love I am here

When someone was something wrong
One thing is to be sorry
A debt of regret to pay
As some who were wrong are we
Who were sorry all along
And as I am anyway

Another is to grow
And so I had to go

Sadder but wiser today
For being wrong then so long
And as I was yesterday
Doing wrong being that way
Living it down by living
It up now by forgiving

Forgiven and giving
Myself an outliving

Forgetting it if I may
Getting it getting along
Letting go of being wrong
Setting my sights high to be
Betting on a better me
Getting better every day

I went all the way and
Having gone understand

Here by love to live and die
Understand or wonder why
This is it and here and now
Underneath the bright blue sky
Here I stand and here am I
What I have and why and how

Love to live and die for
Someone afraid no more



Steven Curtis Lance










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