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Jun 14, 2014, 3:48 pm


Beyond Heaven and Hell



for Chenibie



If I could say anything and I can
I would say I am no more nor less than
Anybody somebody who means well

Having transcended both heaven and hell
Having upended everything I knew
Having been held down though I got back up
Having been thrown out so had to pack up

When having to go then having to know
Where I am there is my home even so
Here beyond heaven and hell now with you

If I could say anything and I do
I would say I am here and now at last
To live all I can and to do it fast
Having escaped from the ghosts of the past

If I could say anything let it be
I would always be true to you and me
Being as we are seeing us as we

We who remember us do not forget
This is it but it is not over yet



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 13, 2014, 8:45 pm


Just as We Are



for Franziska



You and I have known each other now for so long
And all along as we have grown it has kept us strong
To know as we grow how somebody cares to see
Somebody daring somehow to be you or me
As dare we do right where you and I come to be
Caring we the daring who were free all along

We who knew we loved us as we grew near from afar
Love us here and now and always as just as we are



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Jun 12, 2014, 7:58 pm


Your Other Unmet Brother



The fear of change can make people strange
Fear of the other unmet brother
Fear of the future clings to the past
Bringing the fear of each other at last

But just because I am not like you
In what I believe and what I do
Does not mean either is lesser than
We are all human and do what we can

I propose that we not be afraid
Anymore seeing the price we paid
I propose that we try love awhile
Forget fear now remember how to smile

Because down inside we are the same
All of our candles burn as one flame
We are the ones we wanted to be
And now here we are as us you and me

The fear of change can make people strange
But I am your other unmet brother



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Jun 11, 2014, 6:35 pm


Illusion



When I was younger I lived by illusion
In an attempt to avoid the confusion
Associated with reality
Like so many do and did
I did too till I got rid
Of my illusion or it got rid of me

I really had no choice then but to see
Life was hard but could be good
Because when I understood
I saw I was free and I had always been
Here and now as where and when
Illusion gives way like night before day

Reality here now illusion there then
On a day as good as any like today



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Jun 9, 2014, 3:42 am


How This Happened



When I was younger I had the hunger
To be somebody anybody
But I did not know who or what to do

Then gradually it came to me
I was the only body I could be
So if not what at least I knew who

And there was always this poetry
I wrote for my friends when I was younger
Then I set it to music you see

So I was a composer chorally
Musically I became somebody
But when I went mad then I went free

The church I worked for left me in the lurch
Disappointing me ultimately
Left alone I found love on my own

Through trying times my mad nursery rhymes
Are how I do what like nobody
Else now somehow as who knows what to do



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Jun 8, 2014, 9:00 am


Too Too



I hope I am not too too for you
Though if I am I know what you mean
Being almost too too for me too
But may I be the best I may do

So I may be transcendentally

Maybe I was and may be because
Now is how I know what I mean then
Here to be me somehow in between
Maybe I have been or I may be

Someday when you may remember me

Though if I am I know what you mean
Being almost too too for me too
Here to be me somehow in between
I hope I am not too too for you



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Jun 5, 2014, 5:32 pm


Twin Stars



I saw you cross the sky
Like I will when I
Go up there on my own
And you were alone
Like me but you were free

I was with you then
Although you could not see

When I cross then I
Will see you once again
Impossibly far
The great within the small
Momentarily
Arc-sparking like a star

I am with you when
All time is now somehow

There where we have been
Improbably to be
Twin stars you and me
Who even though we fall
Are stars after all



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Jun 2, 2014, 5:11 pm


Trying to Remember Me



My mental illness is progressing
But so am I I guess
A burden and a blessing
Both to keep me guessing more or less

I always was progressive somehow
And never more than now
Trying to figure out how
To live and forgive myself to be

Trying to remember me



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Jun 2, 2014, 2:20 am


Ready



Pardon me if I stumble
But I took a tumble
Or two a few hard knocks on
The dusk before the dawn

So I may be unsteady
Although I am ready
To do the best I can do
Getting it to get through

Getting on with it for
Another day more



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May 30, 2014, 10:43 pm


Over the Wall



I



Out there the dogs are barking
Most only saying hi
Out where the cars are parking
Most lonely racing by
Out where I was born back when

There I am back again

Where pray the guns may not pop
The store next door I shop
In when I drop in again
There where the night has come to call
When found out bound to fall

Santa Ana over the wall



II



Marlboro hards in his rolled-up sleeve
Baby he was too tough to believe
Maybe I got it or maybe not

But I remembered never forgot
My father the hitman he was who
Was a badass motherfucker too



III



Pardon me if I stumble
But I took a tumble
Or two a few hard knocks on
The dusk before the dawn

So I may be unsteady
Although I am ready
To do the best I can do
Getting it to get through

Getting on with it for
Another day more



IV



Getting through the best I can
An ordinary man
With an extraordinary
History beginning
To feel a bit less wary

Or I may be winning
For all I know about it

No reason to doubt it
Though reason never met me
Nor do I now recall
Or how ever forget me
For madness after all?

But now in my fall season
I will go until gone
Getting it as I go on:
I am my own reason



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May 30, 2014, 10:19 pm


Maybe



Marlboro hards in his rolled-up sleeve
Baby he was too tough to believe
Maybe I got it or maybe not

But I remembered never forgot
My father the hitman he was who
Was a badass motherfucker too



+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 30, 2014, 5:40 pm


My Own Reason



Getting through the best I can
An ordinary man
With an extraordinary
History beginning
To feel a bit less wary

Or I may be winning
For all I know about it

No reason to doubt it
Though reason never met me
Nor do I now recall
Or how ever forget me
For madness after all?

But now in my fall season
I will go until gone
Getting it as I go on:
I am my own reason



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May 30, 2014, 2:15 am


Over the Wall



Out there the dogs are barking
Most only saying hi
Out where the cars are parking
Most lonely racing by
Out where I was born back when

There I am back again

Where pray the guns may not pop
The store next door I shop
In when I drop in again
There where the night has come to call
When found out bound to fall

Santa Ana over the wall



+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 29, 2014, 6:53 pm


Remember



My father said to me
What I will say to you
That through extremity
I find still to be true

Remember who you are
Wherever you may be
To shine on like a star
Transcendental and free

If I do you can too
Nor anywhere too far



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May 29, 2014, 3:59 am


Another Day



for Mike



I should have written something new
But I was too upset
To do what I knew I had to
Revisiting regret
With if and perhaps and but

Last night when the light was failing
I was unavailing
Unavailable to do what
I know I have to do
To remember to forget

But now another day somehow
When I remember who
I am then I remember how
To live until I die
Now that I remember why



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May 24, 2014, 6:00 pm


Fancy Man



"This is a terrible poem" the fancy man said
From his lofty height through the ether to the air
But I say what is terrible instead
Is to be judged as less than by some fancy man
Judging and grudging from Kalamazoo

A fancy man yes but I am Lancean I guess
With what to do keep doing and so there
We are fancy man to be more or maybe less
For now though you eschew how I do somehow I do
And you know I am happier than you



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May 21, 2014, 10:03 pm


Unshaken



Through all sorts of adventure
And misadventure too
I go through it and venture
To write it up for you

So you too my friends can see
Within my poetry
What I have undertaken
Where it has taken me

Remembered or forgotten
Yet to get or gotten
What taught this misbegotten
Son of a mystery

How I have been mistaken
But now actually
Get the it that I have seen
See how it is to be

Then I persist unshaken
When you see what I mean



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May 20, 2014, 3:37 pm


When the Morning Comes Up Blue



I



Being almost homeless
Is better than all the way I guess
Today than yesterday
In an unusual place to stay
But someplace anyway
Someplace to be unusually

Though I am unusual too so
I know still I will grow
Unless I think of home and despair
But home is anywhere
So I will grow now and still go on
Somehow till I am gone

Someplace to spend the night
Being almost homeless but not quite



II



Good to be with good to see
These dusty dogs again

Though not so dusty now as when
Out there in the desert then
These grimy dogs of the city
Bud said but Marisol is pretty
As Bowser is handsome both of
Whom have always lived their lives for love
Wherever they are near or far
And now we remember how we are
Together as we have been

Good to be with good to see
These dusty dogs again



III



Sometimes without warning
Depression in the morning
Comes like a cloud to be
Like a shadow over me
And will not go away
Until it has had its say
No matter what I do

Depression can find a way
To dream reality
A nightmare in the day when
What is becomes what was
Doing what depression does
When now is then again
In its sway it has its way

Until it has run through
When the morning comes up blue



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May 19, 2014, 3:39 pm


When the Morning Comes Up Blue



Sometimes without warning
Depression in the morning
Comes like a cloud to be
Like a shadow over me
And will not go away
Until it has had its say
No matter what I do

Depression can find a way
To dream reality
A nightmare in the day when
What is becomes what was
Doing what depression does
When now is then again
In its sway it has its way

Until it has run through
When the morning comes up blue



+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 18, 2014, 6:23 pm


Someplace Anyway



Being almost homeless
Is better than all the way I guess
Today than yesterday
In an unusual place to stay
But someplace anyway
Someplace to be unusually

Though I am unusual too so
I know still I will grow
Unless I think of home and despair
But home is anywhere
So I will grow now and still go on
Somehow till I am gone

Someplace to spend the night
Being almost homeless but not quite



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May 15, 2014, 7:47 pm


Open Mind



Asking with an open mind
Discussing me with myself I find
How we and me too agree
All three of us who know now what to do

We as three of the ones who
Somehow become the best we can be
Some of the happiest too
Now after a lifetime of mistakes

We strangers in an ever stranger land
No strangers to each other understand

How we found out what it takes
Who mind what gives to find what outlives
As myself and I and me
Not booking ahead nor looking behind

Not for then for now is when
We live it up now to live down then
For as far as we can see
Smoking pot and writing poetry

Asking with an open mind
Answering in kind



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May 10, 2014, 10:05 am


Worth It



I have learned to hope for the best
Hoping to forget the rest
Being as happy as a man
Now fifty-nine years mad can
Be glad how I am me

Falling like a star

Life is a funny thing all right
Laugh all day and cry all night
Fake it until you make it break
When it feels like a mistake
Not being enough to make it
Worth it then some take it
By giving back their own

Having gone too far

But it feels good to feel free
As I do who go through with you
To whatever is to be
Happy to know as I have known
That I was not alone

And so here we are



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May 8, 2014, 8:11 pm


STFU



I know someone who talks constantly but
Never says anything no matter what
Except to prove himself a narcissist
As trying not to listen I resist

But the noise of him gets on my nerves so
When he is talking I only would go
As far as I can from this lonely man
Who drives everyone else away this way

And he never lets anyone else say
Anything else not that one could or would
Because no one would want to make it last
Longer but wait until his storm has passed

At least his self-pity could be witty
But it is nothing but torture to be
In his narcissistic propinquity
An empty brain in pain is not pretty

Everyone wishes that he understood
He will be a bore until he cares more
But I am not waiting not until then
Avoiding him successfully again

I know someone who talks constantly but
How I wish now that somehow I did not



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May 6, 2014, 7:59 pm


Friends



for mine



If this is it I
Not being a quitter
Will live till I die
Ending by beginning

To mind how it goes
By making it better
Not being bitter
Means I end by winning
Letter by letter
To find what no one knows

To have a few friends
Whatever it may mean
Means between the ends
It means something between



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May 4, 2014, 8:53 pm


Transcend



I cannot afford to be afraid
Fear costs its pretty penny
Many new enemies being made
And new friends hardly any
Conspiracy under every bed

So I am better off by far
Than the ones who can who are
Though they can afford to be
Being afraid is not for me
I would rather love instead

Now for a promise kept for the end
Of how by love somehow I transcend



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