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Jan 4, 2014, 7:40 pm


Bounce



You know you have hit bottom when
Falling through the universe
All the way down where you begin
Again you look up and then
It finally stops getting worse

Great the fall but that was all
For now at least to your surprise
Your half-full or empty cup
Looks fuller now when you look up
With only now in your eyes

The heaviness of then behind
Buoyed by curiosity
You rise again who seek to find
What remembered in the fall
Spring once was blind to now you see

Opened eyes now realize
That half-full cup will have to do
That looked half-empty to you
Who bounce to rise no matter what
Falling all the way down but

You bounce and when you rise again
Grateful for your half-full cup
You know you have hit bottom then
When the only way is up
And the only way out is in

You know you have hit bottom when
You bounce and then you rise again



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 1, 2014, 11:50 pm


Dog Bless



for Mike Bormann for his birthday



Dog I bless your head
Sleeping on the ground
For the love you give

Nor can God be dead
When I feel him live
When I scratch your ear

In you God is here
His name turned around
To be dog instead

Love can never die
Dog bless us both my
Friend then you and I



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Jan 1, 2014, 7:33 pm


A Dawn Forgotten But Not Gone



Happy New Year



Riding the world through space
Though we are fast not so far
Run round the sun in place
And the place is where we are
The only place to be

Riding the world face to face
With our reality
Running in place but with grace
A sense of humor we
Found along the long way round
Keeps our feet on the ground

And so round and round we go
When now then we are there
We are always everywhere
When it is always now
Though sometimes as then somehow

When at least then we know
How it is now even so
Unless we look back then
When it is now again
Night and day along the way

The sun must set to rise
When tomorrow comes today
As yesterday's surprise
Then we find the lost is found
And now we realize
This is it lest we forget

Mindful how this is it
Finding now the it to get
Getting it getting on
With it through dusk to a dawn
Forgotten but not gone



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Dec 31, 2013, 9:04 am


For my Birthday



A restless rooster or two
A cursory cockadoodle do
A distant dog is worried
Dawn coming on remains unhurried

Stars are spectacular from afar
Cool for the blazing suns they are
Dawn coming on may come what may
Bringing me the present for my birthday



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Dec 29, 2013, 9:48 pm


How We Know



I see the sun rise in the sky
And think why not why should not I
Get up and be too
Transcending the blue?

So up I come to get me some
Reality as I become
Who I am to be
I want to be free

Though I have always been
Just so I know again

It is a mystery to me
How I exist reality
In general when
I wonder again

Measuring the moon from under
Understanding stars I wonder
If I am alone
How much is unknown

And me the lonely one
Am I the only one?

How though I grow old still I love
Now love is all that matters of
All that I have done
Ending as begun

When it is always now somehow
Though I am glad it is not then
At least I know when
I just wonder how

We learn by doing and
We come to understand

And so although we never know
We come to get it as we go
Come and get it good
To be understood

So since we do not know so what?
Why not enjoy what we have got
Having gotten wise
Having opened eyes

By which to see our days
As the now of always

Unknown but understood now so
Unalone and this is how we know



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Dec 28, 2013, 2:37 pm


Why Not?



I see the sun rise in the sky
And think why not why should not I
Get up and be too
Transcending the blue?

So up I come to get me some
Reality as I become
Who I am to be
I want to be free

Though I have always been
Just so I know again



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Dec 28, 2013, 6:13 am


Not (work in progress...)



I wish I were better-looking though I am not
So I have or not by whatever I have got
Not so much but me as such to take what I get
Not forgetting that to get to be is a gift
Itself though unenhanced by nip and tuck and lift

Whenever I might be to be and thankfully
Whatever I do not remember to forget
Whoever said I had to be dead to be free
When however I am seems to agree with me
And with my fifty-nine-year-old reality?

But that agreed the why I am remains unknown
Except to be who writing this remains alone
Not getting any better-looking who recalls
Love once had me looking good to someone somehow
Looking better then but then again this is now

At that awkward age on this awkward pilgrimage
To seek such light as falls before the shadow calls
To claim its awkward frame again but until then
Never mind the why I live love gives me the what
Of whatever sought between the now and never

Though I may wish I might of a Saturday night
Not quite looking wrong and yet not quite looking right
So I have or not by whatever I have got
Before the calling shadow falling for the light
Wishing I were better-looking though I am not



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Dec 27, 2013, 5:41 pm


Poets Smoke Existentially



Why do poets smoke cigarettes?

Let me remind you one forgets
Poets get nervous in service
To the universe and sometimes
As it gets better it gets worse

Reflected in meters and rhymes
And a certain uncertainty
Given our sensitivity
The insistence our art deserves

Existence can get on our nerves
Bad habits at the coffeehouse
Sad rabbits mad about a mouse
And crazy people everywhere

With here and there a cancer scare
Why anyone do anything?

Because of love we poets sing
For love a madman love a fool
And nervous as I light this Kool
In service to the universe

To better spark the dark for worse
May be on the way anyway
So all I can think of to say
Is we do what we can to be

Some more like not to be though we
Poets know it but come what may
Speaking self-evidentially
Writing self-referentially

Poets smoke existentially



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Dec 25, 2013, 12:41 am


Five Points of a Falling Star



I. The Phoenix Winking



Karmic debt from younger days
Crime that pays at the time but stays
Has been burned away like chaff

In the embers I can see
The phoenix turn and wink at me
Thinking what I am thinking

Death and I have had a laugh
Or two at who I used to be
Out of debt without regret

Nor looking back but forward free
To be older wiser me
Death and I the other brother

Understanding one another
Turning like the phoenix winking



II. Now I Remember



Trying to tell myself by trying to tell you
Aspiring to something I too hope someday to do
I write about forgetting and not regretting
Getting it in general and yet without getting
Some things in particular I keep forgetting

When it comes to getting it though I am letting
Go of things forgetting them or trying to and yet
Without even trying remember to regret
Remembering then even better now than ever
The trick to not regret but I am not there yet

To forget without regret no doubt the it to get
But until then somehow between now and never
Because then is then whenever it was or will be
But never is for now is never then you see
Nor do forever then or whenever now agree

The it to get forgetting not regretting will
Be what I remember I will not forget until
When forgetting letting go remembering still
And not regretting but letting go now forever
When how it will be then is now will be again

Because it always is so was and will be when
I remember now albeit in December



III. Second Chance



In the stream of the dream of consciousness
To let go and go with the flow I guess
Is the thing to do speaking as one who
Has earned and learned the hard way more is less
Who let go and is gone who has moved on

I had to go because I had to grow
I had to be asked in order to know
I had to be tasked with life and death so
I could do what I had to do and you
Would be able to read about it now

Sometimes you have to die to find out how
To live like one given a second chance
To stream the dream like Steven Curtis Lance
Who let go to go with the flow I guess
In the stream of the dream of consciousness



IV. Take It



Take a deep breath and make it or break it but take it
No one else knows the answers either though some fake it
All you have to do is ask the questions mindfully
And then is when you and the greatest minds all agree

My suggestion is to question everything you see
With an open mind and leave behind what is unkind
What is unloving and above all leave behind fear
To live for love and always be of the now and here

Know as you go the only way out of this is in
I have no doubt as I went through a lot to find out
The hard way then the way it is when you have to learn
But I got through and so will you who get it in turn

So go on in as though you know into the within
On the never ending journey that ends to begin
Arc like a spark across the dark and then end again
All the way home from home on the way through out to in

Ahead as behind you will find it what you make it
So when something looks like it needs shaking up shake it
No one else knows the answers either though some fake it
Take a deep breath and make it or break it but take it



V. Dust



Not much but dust but dust must suffice
Things once forgotten I remember
Giving advice after thinking twice
Thinking thrice it might be nice to share
Not knowing but taking what I bring
What learned the hard way from everywhere
I have gathered if I bothered to
Write up this my living down for you

As by allusion my illusion
Is exposed I suppose confusion
Is the order of the day but may
Wonderings undertaken for good
Not be mistaken but understood
Despite my quite unusual style
May I be able to help a bit
Maybe a laugh for the hell of it

And maybe a smile to stay awhile
Remembered in your own December



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Dec 23, 2013, 2:57 pm


Santagnostic



Santagnostic but not
Santagonistic about it

Not my time of year but
I would be merry anyway
So I might as well say
Merry Christmas to everyone

And may we all have fun
And friends and food and family
On that we can agree

Though the season is not for me
I still look toward the sky
That night for everlasting light
The heart still knows aright

I understand but wonder I
Want to believe but I doubt it



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Dec 22, 2013, 9:25 pm


Second Chance



In the stream of the dream of consciousness
To let go and go with the flow I guess
Is the thing to do speaking as one who
Has earned and learned the hard way more is less
Who let go and is gone who has moved on

I had to go because I had to grow
I had to be asked in order to know
I had to be tasked with life and death so
I could do what I had to do and you
Would be able to read about it now

Sometimes you have to die to find out how
To live like one given a second chance
To stream the dream like Steven Curtis Lance
Who let go to go with the flow I guess
In the stream of the dream of consciousness



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Dec 20, 2013, 8:55 pm


Solstice of my Winter



Yesterday cold and rainy but sunny
And clear today the weather is funny
Something in the air neither here nor there
Handel's Messiah on the BBC

Winter sunbeam through the window to me
And in the dance of its light I wonder
To see the phoenix spoken by thunder
Whispering here winkingly appear as
A visitation of another kind

Sunbeam through the window find me
Fall and all before behind me

Being revealing to me as it has
Within the grin the skull beneath the skin
Embraces under the faces of those
Like me of we who see alike who chose
Through hope in spite of everything to find
The wonders waiting underneath the snow
Of fate to bloom for us who care to know
What we have known was sown there long ago

Where you and I being alike agree
After awhile to see it as a smile
Through open minds who dare to go behind
The mask to ask to be or not to be
Beyond the door to what we came here for

Sunbeam through the door I enter
At the solstice of my winter



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Dec 20, 2013, 8:00 am


I Remember Now



Trying to tell myself by trying to tell you
Aspiring to something I too hope someday to do
I write about forgetting and not regretting
Getting it in general and yet without getting
Some things in particular I keep forgetting

When it comes to getting it though I am letting
Go of things forgetting them or trying to and yet
Without even trying remember to regret
Remembering then even better now than ever
The trick to not regret but I am not there yet

To forget without regret no doubt the it to get
But until then somehow between now and never
Because then is then whenever it was or will be
But never is for now is never then you see
Nor do forever then or whenever now agree

The it to get forgetting not regretting will
Be what I remember I will not forget until
When forgetting letting go remembering still
And not regretting but letting go now forever
When how it will be then is now will be again

Because it always is so was and will be when
I remember now albeit in December



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Dec 19, 2013, 10:50 am


The Phoenix Winking



Karmic debt from younger days
Crime that pays at the time but stays
Has been burned away like chaff

In the embers I can see
The phoenix turn and wink at me
Thinking what I am thinking

Death and I have had a laugh
Or two at who I used to be
Out of debt without regret

Nor looking back but forward free
To be older wiser me
Death and I the other brother

Understanding one another
Turning like the phoenix winking



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Dec 18, 2013, 11:40 pm


A Little Trouble but a Lot of Fun



Should my life be over in a little while
I could go out with a little smile
Having been and seen what I have in between
When and then somehow

Some of it was rough but all of it is enough
If you know what I mean
And I think you do
All the bad but then again all the good too

I am satisfied to be
On the knife of life at the edge of destiny
Here the way to now
My moment in the sun

Rising to be free surprising you and me
Having had a little trouble but a lot of fun



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Dec 18, 2013, 6:41 am


Say Franziska



Say Franziska like the tsetse fly
Though I say more like a butterfly

She says more like a bumblebee
I say "I like you" stumblingly
She reassures me I am fine

Say Franziska like the cha cha cha
Does because I like when she says ja

I say she is a goddess gold
She says ja und nein fifty-nine
Come New Year's Eve is not too old

Say Franziska at twenty-seven
Valkyrie carry me to heaven

Eastern promise western kissed
Gott sei Dank Franziska ist



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Dec 17, 2013, 2:23 am


Smoke Rings



Smoke rings around the moon
Full like an open eye in the sky
I smoke my pipe and soon
Will go home and write a poem (or try)

The sunset was fantastic
Time became elastic
I saw day give birth to night
I saw it was all right
In the out-of-doors out there
Within to anywhere
And through me to everywhere

Smoke rings around a star
On the other side of the window
So far though not too far
To wink at me and say I told you so

Not too far away to know
And answer why not to my question why



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Dec 16, 2013, 1:06 pm


After All



At the after of before
And the either of the or
Being both and neither nor
Now at when but then again
Seeing from the outside in

Here I am to be I guess
Freeing me to see begin
At the crossroads more or less
Where time intersects with space
Being from the inside out

Seeing life as not a race
Freeing with to be without
Destination not a place
Journey as a state of grace
There arriving everywhere

The laughter of hereafter
In the fall then after all



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Dec 15, 2013, 6:34 am


Man Can Stevie Ski



My son has the same name as me
But man can Stevie ski
I guess and I confess that I
Am too afraid to try

My bones too brittle
Too late too little
But man can Stevie ski
My son with the same name as me

Finding now how he can fly



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Dec 14, 2013, 10:26 am


Out in the Altogether All Alone (work in progress...)



What used to be the war on poverty
Got more like the war on the poor
Got a lot harder than it used to be
To be at all then anymore

And that much harder to be poor like me
Getting pretty sad for the mad
At a crazy time for insanity
But me myself and I agree
The government guy liked my poetry

Some out of fear remember here
And now as there and then from yesteryear
A deja vu that does not do
Because a mockery of how it was

Not like now but then again when
We wonder under clouds who understand
Each other thankful someone does
Because we know how someone does and who

How sometimes someone needs a hand
Or two three and four like you me and more
Of us we know we never knew
Through hope someday to see the sun again

I needed one and it was you
And me and all of us together then
But somehow some strange cruelty
Comes to fashion for some to cash in on
War on the poor till we are gone

Outfoxed the game is fixed and so are we
With something in the air like fall
Like it might happen this time after all
Though if you fight it makes it worse

Who fight for higher wages waged upon
Till we will swear our fealty
To selfishness and the banality
Of realty as reality

Some never liked us others anyway
And know who they come warring for
The back of the hand in a stranger land
From some who wish the poor away
Where nowhere to go we know we are there

But like so many anywhere
We have nowhere to go so there we stay
Who wait still now for fate till then
Through hope to see the sun again someday

We never asked to be but are
In a random Randian universe
Though being so insist to be
Who by not ceasing to exist resist
However having come this far

Like any of the many who insist
To be like me to have my say
I who am poor would say that war
Should not be waged on me but poverty

For we the poor fight a war of our own
Out in the altogether all alone



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Dec 11, 2013, 11:04 pm


Whatever Forever



What I take is what I bring
In the give and take of it
In my turning I have learned
It is what I make of it
What I spent and what I earned
That is real around the wheel
Becoming understanding
By being undemanding
Being in it if not of
As now turns out from never

Wondering about it all
In the fall as wonderful
As whatever ever was
For the rest of it because
As I make the best of it
I recall it all and yet
I remember to forget
Mindfully to never mind
Letting go to leave behind
Anything lesser than love

When what then is whatever
What forever means to me
Is to outlive time to be
Always being always now
Always seeing how somehow
As the ever of my what
As whatever I have got
In the give and take of it
It is what I make of it
As now turns out forever

Nothing and yet everything
What I take is what I bring



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Dec 10, 2013, 9:52 pm


Three of Me



I. Sunset



Sunset haunts yet my eyes want to rise
Seeing myself on the shelf of a cloud
Aloud in the silent sky
As another turn of the wheel goes by
And the sun goes down uptown
And down as back and forth across the dark
It is I who am the spark

I am the sun because I am the one
All I have and all I need to be
Not alone I am with me
Myself and I and in good company
Being who can do this now
Somehow and it will be surprising when
Like Icarus I fall but rise again

To be nothing if not to be
The phoenix has nothing on me



II. Tough but Not Enough



The tougher they talk
The more afraid they are
I can tell

Those who would judge me
Who chose to begrudge me
Would do well

To learn the longer
They resist the stronger
I will be

They bluster and balk
Persisting I insist
Like a star

Tough but not enough
Too frightened to be free
Scared of me



III. Turning Forward



When I pray I say "please no more trouble" for
I have had enough nor need I any more
Then it comes anyway but unlike before
I know what to look forward to when behind
Me is the fear I lost when it cost my mind
Something lost but found that I am forward bound

What was is no more now for then has gone by
How I live on when because I will not die
Till good and ready still then I hold steady
Turning but not turning back learning as I
Turn that forward is the only way I learn
Making the best of it as I take my turn

Turning I learn by trouble now and then
But learning I turn forward then again



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Dec 9, 2013, 7:14 pm


Tough but Not Enough (work in progress...)



The tougher they talk
The more afraid they are
I can tell

Those who would judge me
Who chose to begrudge me
Would do well

To learn the longer
They resist the stronger
I will be

They bluster and balk
Persisting I insist
Like a star

Tough but not enough
Too frightened to be free
Scared of me



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Dec 9, 2013, 4:34 am


Turning Forward



When I pray I say "please no more trouble" for
I have had enough nor need I any more
Then it comes anyway but unlike before
I know what to look forward to when behind
Me is the fear I lost when it cost my mind
Something lost but found that I am forward bound

What was is no more now for then has gone by
How I live on when because I will not die
Till good and ready still then I hold steady
Turning but not turning back learning as I
Turn that forward is the only way I learn
Making the best of it as I take my turn

Turning I learn by trouble now and then
But learning I turn forward then again



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Dec 9, 2013, 3:03 am


Sunset



Sunset haunts yet my eyes want to rise
Seeing myself on the shelf of a cloud
Aloud in the silent sky
As another turn of the wheel goes by
And the sun goes down uptown
And down as back and forth across the dark
It is I who am the spark

I am the sun because I am the one
All I have and all I need to be
Not alone I am with me
Myself and I and in good company
Being who can do this now
Somehow and it will be surprising when
Like Icarus I fall but rise again

To be nothing if not to be
The phoenix has nothing on me



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