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Aug 18, 2014, 6:14 pm


My Mother's Kiss



My mother's death was my induction
Into death as my introduction
To mortality's reality
When the pain of being orphaned then
In the rain was what I felt again
And again no matter how fast I ran

My grandmother's death turned out to be
Catalytic of catastrophe
When it all went wrong then on so long
How I survived now and have arrived
Here is fearfully unclear to me
Though here I am doing the best I can

But supposing there is a reason
I have chosen my winter season
To story the days of my glory
The any of days that are many
To be being free by poetry
Because the child within outgrew the man

Though I am an orphan I have this
Another form of my mother's kiss



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 15, 2014, 5:02 pm


Always Free



Though their time comes ticking some keep sticking to their
Sadness their madness everywhere

Some of whom I see do not seem to want to be
Happy like I do anyway
But alongside as we are traveling so far
I see them falling and I say
Why not try your wings by new and different things?

Living giving forgiving too
And if it works for me I say it may for you

Asking as life tasks us this way
About our possibilities beyond our doubt
What we are dying to find out
But those afraid to try in their dubiety
Fall through the darkness like a star

If we fall and lose it all what we have to do
Is have to be no matter what

Time to believe in us relieve the ennui they
Defensively live fearfully
Why not let it all go? By falling so to know
Who we are before we are not
How I remember now what I never forgot

When we lose it all then we see
With nothing left to stop us we were always free



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 14, 2014, 6:47 pm


Crossroads



Standing at the crossroads of MacArthur and Main
Being who I am seeing me do what I do
Having been before here I am once more again
Having been a wanderer having wondered here
How having lost everything I never lost my way

Waiting for the light to change fated to go on
Living through the sunshine forgiving through the rain
Going on by love knowing no one grows by fear
One who going knows growing into now from then
Having learned the hard way I am on my way today

Waiting for the light to change I am changing too
So I will go on going until I am gone



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 9, 2014, 5:48 am


For the Best



The reader can see within my poetry
My rapid-cycling bipolarity
But whether up or down I am challenged by
The challenge of living before I die
Getting through by what I do

As hanging on and hoping for the best I
Write it up or down as the case may be
Living up or down to my reality
Glad not to be alone along the way
Glad to be along with you

Sad sometimes mad all the time from day to day
Though I am so I am as you can see
Glad above all for the love of you and me
Challenged by love to live before we die
Here you are as I am too

For the best forget the rest I
Live my up or down by love as why



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 6, 2014, 9:16 am


Beer Run at One-Fifty-One



The beer is locked up from two until six
So those who want some more have to wait betwixt
Go after or before there to the store
When adventure mingles with haste in the mix

Where the cold case is locked up then in case
You want some so bad you rob the place

If I walk fast I could get there at the last
Minute get in and get out in a flash
Not use my debit card maybe pay by cash
Pleasantly presently as in the past

As I have before after all and once more
Not between but after and before

But I can wait and it is getting late
Though not yet late enough to be early then
So I can wait for tomorrow again
Because the betwixt hours are rigidly fixed

Then again now is when I get this done
On a beer run at one-fifty-one



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 4, 2014, 1:23 pm


Opportunity



Seeing the sunrise is good for my eyes
My heart and all the rest of me
Making me realize to my surprise
Though I have been so I would be
Being have lived and loved but would some more

That is what the sunrise is for
I suppose when my heart knows this is true
To not forget get up then get
Through my eyes to all the rest of me too
That what this is is this is it

There is no past nor future presently
The sunrise looks like opportunity



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 4, 2014, 8:24 am


Forget-Me-Not



She was too beautiful to die
But she did anyway and I
Will never understand at all
But in the hard rain of the fall
It was though none could tell me why
That she went on and so she is gone

And in November on that day
I felt like I was orphaned then
But I know now she still is when
I think of her then as we were
And I feel that hard rain again
The pain again of my losing her

But I remember anyway
My forget-me-not so far away



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 4, 2014, 12:27 am


In Humankind



for Shy



Across the sea across the sky
Is a woman I call Shy
Come to me from the Philippines

And she likes me and that means
A lot to me and makes me feel
Like I am like I am real

Though she is there in Singapore
She is here now more and more
Is in my heart and on my mind

So far around the world she
Is my tomorrow come for me
By today in humankind



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 2, 2014, 11:18 pm


Going Free



Instead of complaining
Since what good would that do
Instead of explaining
Since I do not have to
I mean the remaining
Days of my life to be
My days of thanksgiving

The going free of me
By living forgiving
My going free to see
What it means to be how
To grow as I go then
By the love I live now
Who live to love again



Steven Curtis Lance







Aug 2, 2014, 12:40 am


Free to See the Love



Some are hateful
I want to be grateful
Some are spiteful
I want to be delightful
Be delightedly

I want my attitude to be
Gratitude and to be free
To see the love within it all
In and of humanity
To be great though I am small

And I will be all right
Love will be my light



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 31, 2014, 5:18 am


Now or Never



for Shy



Always tomorrow in Singapore
Shy could tell me how it was before
It is I suppose maybe she knows

If she does she could tell me because
Speaking through Skype to the other side
Today learns how tomorrow turns out

When we meet there across the divide
That would be something to talk about
Today about how tomorrow goes

When it would be now then how it was
Before it is presently would be
Always since now is eternity

And so we are forever
Since it is now or never



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 30, 2014, 6:37 am


Guardian



for Shy



I like strong women in general
And one in particular
An angel but not ephemeral
My Guardian as it were
A strong woman who knows me I know
And I know she knows Taekwondo

She reminds me look up at the sky
Instead of down at the ground
Led to the blue from the dead I do
See her shining all around
My question why then answered thereby
When there she is: my buddy Shy



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 26, 2014, 11:22 pm


Change



Change is what does not
The only thing I know
That does not because
By growing as I go
Now I know I see
How I change into me

Change is why and what
And how I know I grow
So I live and let
Live in its constancy

I remember now
How I have grown and how
Change is what it was
Because of what it does
Not to not forget
To keep the change I get

In my humankind
I rearrange and find
By changing my mind
I change reality

Familiar now though once so strange
The only constancy is change



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 26, 2014, 9:29 pm


Dreaming My Reality



for Shy



Here I am alive now living in the groove of love
Living my thanksgiving moving on as living proof of
The truth where there is life is hope not giving up yet

To live it up not down nor give up but for what regret
Renounced already I announce that I am ready
To remember through November my December as I
Want to live and love above it all before I die

Hanging on and hoping for the best to hold steady
Come through the storm of all the rest as one to calm the sea
Seeing clear and being here and now free as the sky

I would stop at nothing dreaming my reality
Nor should you for I hope you are who could dream with me



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 26, 2014, 1:34 am


Respect



for Shy



Your name is Shy but you are not
For you are brave no matter what
No matter how it may seem now

For I have seen and I have such
Respect for you who do so much
For love above yourself and all
And that Shy is what made me fall
In love with you as I recall

For now is when we find out how
To do what we are meant to do
To be who we are meant to be

And I would like to be with you
And like you Shy to be with me



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 24, 2014, 1:34 am


Magic



for Shy



There are not many stars here
At far as I could see
So even though it is clear
I could only count three
But you Shy are a star to me
By which I see the night
Illuminated by your light

You are far away but
I love you no matter what
If crazily somehow
For always is for now
And here you are Shy shining clear
So far away so near
To me as it is clear to me

This is something that we hear about
When our magic overcomes our doubt



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 23, 2014, 10:43 pm


Cousins



Emerson and Melville cousins Eliot and even Poe
Cousins who were poets in their dozens
Have been influential showing Steve Lance what they know

The poet of "The Night Before Christmas" was before
As the morning after my cousin Clement Moore
Others too my brothers sisters cousins of the word
Famous cousins or dozens more with names unheard

Not inconsequential having cousins
A wise guy hitman father who wrote poetry too
And also the few who understand me like you

Though discouraged you encourage give me courage even so
Who are my cousins too then when you do



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 22, 2014, 9:56 am


Smoke Break Rat Reality



Whenever I pull a Pall Mall from the pack
The dogs get excited get ready to attack
The rat that scorned them they had warned before
Waiting out there laughing at them they just know
Having an itch and wanting to scratch
That imaginary rat unwary

But if real I imagine that he or she
Would be wary of this rat reality

Though the dogs know what they want when they go
Caught up in whatever they might catch
Dogs of the desert in the desert no more
In the gritty city now who know what to do
How at smoke break two abreast to burst then through the door
To exercise their curiosity



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 21, 2014, 10:44 pm


Best of All



for Shy



Yes I guess it was my tummy thing
Your especially nice one singing
To my madness through my sadness and
In my heart across the sky to me

Golden girl of sun and sea and strong
Your heart made mine want to sing along
And when you were back home on holiday
Then your loveliness took my breath away

That along with all the rest of you
That made me fall for all completely
I recall Shy as the best of you
Someone good who understood me too

Best of all you always understand
Me double in case I have trouble
And if and when it could have been one part
Of you it would have been your loving heart

Hearts want what they want may have their say
And who are we to stand in their way?



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 20, 2014, 6:53 pm


What We Are Made Of



Each of us is on a journey
Of discovery of soul
To find out who we really are
What it really takes to be
Through breaks and mistakes that makes us whole
Being what we are made of

And the us of you and me
Is two souls parallel who see
Seeking finding not so far
But here within us through the skin
How you and I now as we are free
Seeing we are made of love

To seek and find reality
The only way out is in



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 20, 2014, 6:15 am


Shy



Far away a day behind
A dollar short but never mind
You enjoy my company
As I do yours as you can see

Love as of our humankind
Transcendental existential
Not before us nor behind
But here and now for you and me

Across the sky till I am gone
Shy will be my Guardian



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 18, 2014, 8:53 pm


Ultimately



for Shy



All over the world now those who live by fear
Fail to understand somehow why they are here
Reactive their resistance hyperactive

But those of us who know love grow proactive
Transcending fear in the here and now by love

We know we need to grow are not afraid of
Changing or reality's rearranging
Of circumstance who take our chance on being

Letting go of fear we know why we are here
And ultimately nothing is more freeing



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 17, 2014, 11:19 pm


Down and Out in Santa Ana



for Shy



Down and out in Santa Ana
About to steal a banana
About to doubt my sanity
But as I was I am to be
Without a doubt about it mad
My mind not fit for vanity
I find though mindful I might add
So now about to venture out

Beyond good and evil about
To steal a banana I guess

Surviving if just more or less
To carry on and then be gone
Who falling through the cracks between
Society as never been
Has never been happier but
Had more of month no matter what
Than money on his debit card
And so he fell not far but hard

And he is me though I wish now
He might be someone else somehow



Steven Curtis Lance







Jul 16, 2014, 11:02 pm


My Own Thing (work in progress...)



I fell through the cracks have come to be here
Surprised to see some live by fear
Having served my time some I have observed
A son of privilege who seems
Derisively dismissive of the dreams
Of lesser-thans like you or me
For he is better than we are says he
Prickly with privilege undeserved

A son of privilege falls through hard
Cut off from his father's credit card

His beer is cheap his thought not deep to keep
That privileged illusion when
He sees us lesser-thans rising again
He has to keep that state of mind
As the best as the rest are left behind
Not as tough as I had heard of
But the rest are the best of us I find
And my own thing is for humankind

So transcending fear though I am here
Having my own thing I live by love



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Jul 14, 2014, 9:42 pm


Seven Times Seven



"Do not be afraid"
The angels always said
In the stories of
The glories of their love

And then they would say
Something to save the day
Some love from heaven
Some loaf for the leaven

But when they appear
They have always been here
The angels within
Where love has always been

Not something apart
From love is of my heart
Seven times seven
The circle in the square

Do not be afraid
I will always be there



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