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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Dec 9, 2014, 5:39 am


The Transcendental Freedom of the Unsuccessful Suicide



I



The moon surprised me rising tonight
In the lower left-hand corner of
My window from below surprised bright
Orange like a pumpkin right above
The road as it strode across the sky

From orange through yellow left to right
And in an upward trajectory
Brighter and lighter it passed me by
Shining on until gone on from sight
Into its intensity of light

Gone but gone on shining on like me
In the immensity of night



II



The transcendental freedom of
The unsuccessful suicide
Is that by which I rise above
What held me back but I let go

What held me down but now I know
How this is it on with the show
I go on with to play the part
Of me subsequently being

Since I am I might as well be
Part of it all however small
Who I can to see what I see
Part of the sky like stars that fall

To go on a hell of a ride
By this transcendental freeing
Takes all I have gives all I need
To play my part with all my heart

So I rise though to my surprise
Having been freed to be indeed
Open and with hope in my eyes
The meaning between after all

To live and since I live to love
Since I am the one to decide
The transcendental freedom of
The unsuccessful suicide



III



And so the moon comes up again
If not quite like last night
If not spectacular
When it was like a pumpkin then

But it comes up all right
All bright and if not quite all there
Right in my window where
Seeing it rise I realize

I come up like this too
As I am as it were
But when time comes to then I do
With moonrise in my eyes

In the immensity of night
Into my intensity of light



Steven Curtis Lance







Dec 2, 2014, 8:58 pm


Expecting the Rain



I expected the rain to come by thunder
And lightning but now as it comes I wonder
If it has decided to ride in under
Cover of a mist arising to persist
Little by little surprising to insist

As from nothing it grows into anything
Goes out of the stillness when then from the mist
Comes the thunder and lightning and everything
The wind at the end and the howling I missed
Down in the flatland of that land I am from

Expecting the thunder and lightning to come
To become something that nothing can resist
Up through this high desert place come to face me
One born in the thunder and lightning to be
At the destination of my destiny

Expecting the rain accepting the wonder
Of being surprised by lightning and thunder



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 28, 2014, 11:51 pm


The Wind



The wind picks up in the afternoon
Blowing away the day
Singing of bringing the evening soon
Knowing now come what may
The evening will come how it must become
Calm again just that way
It tries to surprise the rising moon
Still as the falling stars

So the wind blows and the show goes on
Calls though it falls away
Till then "be still" as Venus and Mars
In silent interplay
Go on with the show when the wind has gone
As I know I go who
Come to become when the wind has come
To pick me up then too



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 28, 2014, 7:25 pm


Just So



Hair down the middle
Unbound all around
Riding the riddle

Tuned in and turned on
He got it let go
Got lost and is found

In flattering pants
Patent-leather shoes
And ironic books

In some old Who's Whos
And iconic looks
Everything just so

Nothing left to chance
And (just so you know)
Nothing left to lose:



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 27, 2014, 2:15 am


The Other Side



for Patricia Lance



Sometimes I wonder if someone is there
Not understanding but sensing something where
As if the other side of some divide
Between the one dimension and the other
The wall of it all I sense my mother
At the wall there calling from the other side

When one and another then we both are
Either side of time now through the wall somehow
Palms facing through space as if through glass when
I sought her in the sky then thought her a star
But she was not up there she is here now
To see me through it all through the wall again

I understand how love goes on now where
Sometimes I wonder if someone is there



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 26, 2014, 6:14 am


Cannabis butter is like caviar
A little dab will do I have found
A mindful spoonful here and there we are
Or I am anyway upward bound
A therapeutic thing to have around







Nov 24, 2014, 5:08 am


Warm Through the Storm



When Marisol eats she eats it all
A hog of a log of a dog
Eats like a hog then sleeps like a log
A hog of a log of a Marisol
By me on my bed immovably

I say "get down your end baby"
And she says "I may or not (maybe)"

A hog of a log of a dog
There is nowhere she would rather be
Near as possible here to me
Asleep to keep me warm through the storm
A hog of a log of a Marisol

A hog of a log of a (hog
Of a log of a) dog-dog-dog



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 22, 2014, 11:56 am


Through the In Between



Time comes and I go on
To fall like a star
Always but how far
Where do I go be gone?

Where do I go when
Now transcending then
Finds me of a mind
To go behind there
Through the in between?

(If I go anywhere
If you know what I mean)

Is now then again
The what of ever
Or is it never
Being forever?

(Either or neither nor
Whatever it is for)

Spring through summer and
Fall to understand
Winter after fall
Yesterday before

(Someday after today
Time comes and overcomes)

Somewhere anyway
When tomorrow comes
For me and I find
I am everywhere
Anywhere at all

To go but not be gone
Always never far
To fall like a star
Time comes and I go on



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 20, 2014, 8:35 pm


Dwight and Mamie



Dwight David Dugong was swimming to the sea
Transcending the rest through the estuary
Swimming east to west because Mamie Manatee
Up another river down the other way
Had asked him to swim against the tide to be
There so he went where he was sent by love one day

Under the water he wondered on the way:
Could one manatee take one dugong two make three
Unity triangulate duality
To bring two tribes together singing in the sea?

A dugong may dream anyway and he did
Marrying Mamie they had a kid named Syd
Singing to her softly in sirenian song
As along the laughing calf grew long and strong
Dwight noticed her tail was not shaped quite as his
Nor Mamie's was but how it was now as what is

Undivided by tails divided or not
Now to see a seacow somehow no matter what
Syd the symbol of the solidarity
Of Dwight David Dugong and Mamie Manatee



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 19, 2014, 6:18 am


The Ride



My life is a roller coaster ride
Instead of out of my head inside
Heading up and down headsnappingly
Now every day this happens to me
Happening how I happen to be

A merry go round a carousel
Daydreams of heaven nightmares of hell
Formerly more latter latterly
But this up and down situation
Is my crucible of creation

And I can mean what I might or may
By charting stars seen along my way
Who wish I may wish I might to write
The ride up who write it down right now
When up and down then around is how

I go to learn who return to tell
You too of the ride I know too well
Who ride too if you do alongside
Unknown but known unalone with you
Instead of out of my head inside



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 18, 2014, 3:48 am


Edge



In an idiocracy on the edge of time
I do the best I can through mad nursery rhyme
Hanging on somehow hoping for the best I try
For meaning in the in betweening or what for
To live some meaning through it all before I die

Rising in the fall of it all looking for more
Finding maybe less but how it is now I guess
Wanting to be happy and knowing you do too
In betweening the meaning of life more or less
To do the best we can who do what we can do

I do the best I can through mad nursery rhyme
In an idiocracy on the edge of time



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 17, 2014, 7:34 pm


Latterly



I have been trying to be positive
And so on my way to death as I live
Have been focusing on what is good of
Me at this late hour focusing on love

Knowing how I go now is what matters
As my former reality shatters
Latterly I grow up at last to be
The best I know of only lonely me

Having come through the negativity
Of what never was to what forever
Really ever means through the in betweens
Having fallen but having risen too

Here I am and there you are too as you
Have come to become the way we all do
And here we are really as life goes on
But let us go on until we are gone

And so on my way to death as I live
I will be trying to be positive



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 15, 2014, 2:03 pm


I Will Not Be Made Afraid



Fascism comes to a country through fear
As some of us see when it comes like here
"Wrapped in the flag and carrying a cross"
But fearful jubilation feels like loss

Not feeling afraid I could feel left out
As out-of-style where fear is in the air

Doubling down dumb is becoming the style
But I feel too polite to fight and shout
Like some of the fearfully dumb here who
Want the end of the world to come (for some)

Having been saved not by faith but my doubt
About being afraid to be and do

To do and be out-of-style with a smile
Like Voltaire and a certain savoir faire
The fearful have won but still I insist
Until the dumb wise up I will resist

The fearful have chosen but I have made
My choice too: I will not be made afraid



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 11, 2014, 11:35 pm


Turning but Rising



for Franziska



I



I want to write clearly
Speaking truth as nearly
As my eyes can see it

Rising then to be it
And being it to do
What it takes to be true

I want to be so you
When you remember me
Remember me truly



II



I dig a big dog can you?
Dig a big fat cat that too
Once Franziska had a rat
She dug that was big and fat

And so she had the best of
Big and fat in ratly love
Though she was allergic to
Him so bid adieu ah-CHOO

She is not allergic to
Me I am glad to say who
Can dig a big dog can you?
(I can dig Franziska too)



III



I had a cat named Noodles once I miss
Who disappeared one day a lot like this
For thirteen years he was my roommate and
I always had someone to understand
Then he was gone when I had to go on

Noodles Freddie Noodles I miss you so
When you went missing we both had to go
And I lost everything I had went mad
Who whatever happened never to know
But you were the best cat I ever had



IV



The wheel of life turns
And somebody learns

The hard way again
The only way then
How we know now when
Through the surprising
To where we must go
Turning but rising
Sometimes we just know

And somebody learns
The wheel of life turns



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 11, 2014, 10:36 pm


Truly



I want to write clearly
Speaking truth as nearly
As my eyes can see it

Rising then to be it
And being it to do
What it takes to be true

I want to be so you
When you remember me
Remember me truly



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 9, 2014, 12:01 pm


Friends from Faraway



get well Alexander de Juan



I



Apart
We are together
As but

A part
Though apart whether
Or not

We know
What seen from afar
We see

And so
We know what we are
To be

Soon and
We see what we mean
As one

Moon and
Stars as ours between
The sun

Arcing
A spark connects us
To shine

Sparking
The dark reflects us
Divine

The ends
Of the sky join hands
Tonight

For friends
From faraway lands
Who write



II



Big dogs large dogs heavy dogs are
Arf-arfully glad to get this far
Out of town and into renown
Dogs of the desert known up and down

Marisol and Bowser are who
Are doggedly two to dogly do
To any what many wonder
Who wonder too but are understood

Rising above then from under
Dogs who mean well two dogs who are good
Dogly dogs to doggedly be
Arf-arf-arfully good friends to me

Big dogs large dogs heavy dogs know
How I am mad but are glad to go
With me to go mad doggedly
To dogly get me now having got

Out of town and no matter what
Into what is but out of is not
For then again forever is but
Now as what we never forgot

Big dogs large dogs heavy dogs are
Arf-arfully glad to get this far



III



Any of many loved and lost who
Lived through it as you and I try to
Could tell us what we already know
But is good to know though even so
How life goes on with or without us
Now but there is no doubt about us
We are supposed to be here and here
We are somehow and this much is clear

So since we are we might as well be
Aware of each other you and me
Compare notes and keep in touch as much
As we can when having come through such
Things as maybe only we can see
In each other brother-sisterly
Traces in the faces of any
Of many of any of many

Loved and lost but beginning to win
Loved now what was lost then found again



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 6, 2014, 9:43 pm


Porcine Koch brothers with porcelain teeth laugh
Having cut our people down by half
Wanting it all and spending for our fall
Not to stop until they have it all
Having cut the deal for the other half
Then impeachment is what they will do
When they will be impeaching me and you
Laughing through their porcelain teeth they
Have gotten away with yesterday today

Tomorrow will come but may we become
Better than this than go down this way



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 3, 2014, 12:16 am


Any of Many



Any of many loved and lost who
Lived through it as you and I try to
Could tell us what we already know
But is good to know though even so
How life goes on with or without us
Now but there is no doubt about us
We are supposed to be here and here
We are somehow and this much is clear

So since we are we might as well be
Aware of each other you and me
Compare notes and keep in touch as much
As we can when having come through such
Things as maybe only we can see
In each other brother-sisterly
Traces in the faces of any
Of many of any of many

Loved and lost but beginning to win
Loved now what was lost then found again



Steven Curtis Lance







Nov 1, 2014, 10:11 pm


Paradoxical Transcendence



What to me may be what may be
And what may be as maybe me
Rising to fall through what I call
Paradoxical transcendence
My happy ending after all
May be I may be me maybe
Descending to my ascendance

Sometimes it gets to be time now to know
And then to get it and so to let go
Of before and after to be between

Falling to rise I realize
The only right way is the way
I go how I go now and so
I may as well keep going though
I go if I go anyway
And if I am to go awhile
I may as well go in my style

When you and I both know then what I mean
Any of many loved and lost and who
Lived through it as you and I try to do

I grow how I am going and
Though downward now I understand
And mark how my trajectory
This arc my spark glows in the dark
Across the sky is how I fly
However I may be as I
Transcend paradoxically

Sometimes a time comes to be timelessly
To be between for this moment be free
Of before and after now how we know

And then the trick to make it stick
Is when I go then go so well
That down or sideways heaven hell
Or perfect purgatory of
Existing when insisting then
Becomes a victory of love
Though falling so I rise again

How to tell who fell here and now to feel
It all and fall a falling star as real
As it gets as we get it now we know

A time like now maybe how I may be
Free and transcendentally
Who gets to let go between and be free
By paradoxicality



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 30, 2014, 5:30 pm


Alongside



for Franziska



A long time now you and I alongside
Here together along for the ride
Have been seeing us being as we do
Have seen us being curiously
Spurning the spurious to be curious

Turning as we do learning as who
Came this far by our curiosity
Ready to be as furiously
Curious as ever who though never
Knowing go knowing we are going to be

A long time now you and I alongside
Here together along for the ride
Have seen us being freer than before
Though not knowing growing more and more
A long time alongside gone on me and you

Though we wonder so we undergo
Our going understanding none may know
Though we undergo we understand
Having been and seen being sure of us
Learning what it is we have been turning for

In turn to learn who we are turning to
Finding another one of a mind
To wonder undergo and understand
A mindful other one of a kind
To understand mind to mind and hand to hand



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 30, 2014, 1:59 am


The Ends of the Sky



In the night a secret though
Not to who would share it
As above by love below
It is ours who wear it

Like a festive vestment when
In the in between some
Contemplating overcome
Mindfully transcending

Become then neverending
Continuing begin
Letter by letter to find
Some of similar mind

Staring at the stars there too
Though from the other side
Also along for the ride
When the way out is in

Now faraway here nearby
We who do as we do
Wherever we may be you
And I draw near hereby:

The ends
Of the sky join hands
Tonight

For friends
From faraway lands
Who write



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 28, 2014, 5:27 am


Blue Velvet Diamonds



for Franziska



I



A madman searching for a star
Who I am and what you are
But I have searched and I have found
You who found me on the ground

And when I search your face I see
Through to the reality
Of both of us that love is what
Is but not of love is not

That not of love not now not here
Is of the phantom fear



II



But star you are what is like me
We who meet where earth meets sky
You as the star I know you are
I as who have known you star

And as what is you star and I
Are of love to always be
As first we transcendentally
Were as you and me as we

I know you are like I am too
So star I reach for you



III



Blue velvet diamonds surround
At midnight and quite alone
A madman and the star he found
Or was shown he says foreknown

There he is in the in between
Where he says there might be seen
Ever brighter neverlight to
See through him to see him through

A star that only he can see
The madman lonely me



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 26, 2014, 5:31 pm


Curiosity



I



I have a long nose
And also it grows
Off to one side a bit

I am used to it
The nose I have got
Not the nose I have not

For many a year
Between love and fear
My nose has been right there

I follow it where
It goes I suppose
I think but my nose knows



II



Those who are afraid
Would like me to be too
Be like they have made
So many but I do
Not like what I see
Of that which is not love

Being afraid of
Out there in where between
Their fear can be seen
They should know what I mean
But would like to save
My soul from being brave

But as doubt has shown
I would like to be free
Though I understand
The fear in their demand
Not to be alone
Here (a fear I have known)

Would they could let go
To listen now and then
Through the silence when
It wonders then again
Would they could find out
And understand to know

Curiosity
Is what "free" is about



III



Out and about and
About to find out
Through doubt to understand

What though not to know
To wonder about
As I go so to grow

I get by hereby
Now under the sky
I get how round I go

Though I get lost I
Go then to be found
When I come back around



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 26, 2014, 9:59 am


No More Tricks



Those who would control
Us get through to our soul
When we are afraid
Then is when they get paid

Fear is how they met us
Now they would get us
All to be afraid of
Each other and love

Spooked before prepared
This time for no more tricks
Nor let us be scared
By fearful politics

Angels always say "do
Not be afraid": me too



Steven Curtis Lance







Oct 25, 2014, 3:19 pm


Nose Knows



I have a long nose
And also it grows
Off to one side a bit

I am used to it
The nose I have got
Not the nose I have not

For many a year
Between love and fear
My nose has been right there

I follow it where
It goes I suppose
I think but my nose knows



Steven Curtis Lance










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