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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Jun 24, 2013, 1:54 am


About Now



for the Laughing Daffodil



I. The Good Stuff



It feels good to be kind
Like I am growing
Puts me in my right mind
Like life is showing
Me the good stuff how to be
Human by humanity

It feels good to be me
I find being kind
Part of a family
Finally knowing
If better late than never
How now is our forever

And how this is enough
Now is the good stuff



II. The Rhyme of Time



Now is the rhyme of time because
Of all the when that ever was
Or will be then it still will be
Now again how it is for me

The only when I ever am
Or was for I am bound to be
Again now yes sir then yes ma'am
Now what and why and how I know

So now I am though round I go
Then to be found now when I do
A present time commends me to
And recommends now then to you

Forever how whenever was
The rhyme of time is what now does



III. Before I Go



I want to be better want to unfetter
Myself from my past at last
Would like to evolve before I go and grow
Try to solve as I revolve
The riddle of why I am before I die

Live though I may never know
The reason in the season of my turning
Tomorrow from yesterday
Whatever the reason never stop learning
Never turn today away

And being better for having been worse
To be a star pupil of the universe
A student of being here now to be
In the fall the best of all the rest of me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 23, 2013, 9:18 pm


The Rhyme of Time



Now is the rhyme of time because
Of all the when that ever was
Or will be then it still will be
Now again how it is for me

The only when I ever am
Or was for I am bound to be
Again now yes sir then yes ma'am
Now what and why and how I know

So now I am though round I go
Then to be found now when I do
A present time commends me to
And recommends now then to you

Forever how whenever was
The rhyme of time is what now does



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 22, 2013, 6:58 pm


The Good Stuff



It feels good to be kind
Like I am growing
Puts me in my right mind
Like life is showing
Me the good stuff how to be
Human by humanity

It feels good to be me
I find being kind
Part of a family
Finally knowing
If better late than never
How now is our forever

And how this is enough
Now is the good stuff



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 21, 2013, 6:14 am


Before I Go



for Daffodil



I want to be better want to unfetter
Myself from my past at last
Would like to evolve before I go and grow
Try to solve as I revolve
The riddle of why I am before I die

Live though I may never know
The reason in the season of my turning
Tomorrow from yesterday
Whatever the reason never stop learning
Never turn today away

And being better for having been worse
To be a star pupil of the universe
A student of being here now to be
In the fall the best of all the rest of me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 19, 2013, 10:17 pm


The Gospel of Austerity



They left the good news of their Lord
For bad news gone right overboard

The gospel of austerity
Means all for me and none for thee
The masters say this is the way

After a crash to smash the poor
The more according to Ayn Rand

Reminding us and binding us
Behind them so that we may see
Again as always now as then

But mind you they are finding us
Steady and ready for our say

We would like to ask some questions
The makers take no suggestions
Though up above from down below

(They are afraid of us you know
Actually who understand

That they are doomed factually
Only a matter of time and
When yesterday then not today)

Let austerity remind us
How that was then and this is now

And let us put them behind us
Let it be now not then again
Now that we know what we must do

To share is socialism to
Makers taking from me and you

With their false gospel coming true
Old impotents swing rubber swords
Bring nightmares sing like overlords

But I know now and you do too
The time has come to overcome

Weighed in the balance found wanting
The masters of the all for some
Succumb to their nightmare haunting

The right is wrong but we are strong
All that is left is to break through

Rise up and sweep them all away
In the dustbin of history
Just what we must do to be free

Now then has been and this is how
Tomorrow comes for yesterday

We understand that this is war
Our freedom up to you and me
Who know what we are fighting for

Though they are then so we are now
Left to be right how we must fight

Before today becomes tonight
The clash of time the time to smash
The gospel of austerity



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Jun 18, 2013, 6:04 am


The Magic



for Daffodil



In the lonely desert the sound
Of one dog barking in the dark
The only sound for miles around
Down here while up there like a spark
A star is falling down

Though where it falls is here where I
Reach out my hand up to the sky
So that it will not touch the ground
And I embrace it to my heart
Now may the magic start

The magic is the music of
The universe a song of love
That I have heard now from afar
Have felt within me who we are
And how we never die

A song unending unbegun
Of when the stars fell I caught one
Where I will keep the magic to
Remind me then and there of you
Together though apart

The magic calling us to be
Whatever is whenever how
We know to be forever now
Or never like a falling star
The magic: you and me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 15, 2013, 3:00 am


America Again



Our little fascist problem in America keeps
The rich up but the poor down like the mother who weeps
That her children only mattered until they were born
Like when the soldier mattered until he got shattered
Then after that got little but a little fascist scorn

Our little fascist problem will never go away
Until the rest of us wake up and fight back someday
The right thinks they are right for they have been wrong so long
Everyone forgets they are because they are so strong
And though we shatter still we matter so now this is how

With all the money in the world they think they can win
Nor will the poor fight back they think but let us begin
Who struggle day and night to fight this wrong make this right
Not that way of yesterday but by tomorrow's light
And though they may forget today let us remember now

The more they forgot us the more they brought together
The poor who remember love before fearful weather
Of November who we are reclaim our dignity
As American as anyone with liberty
And justice not for some of us but all humanity

Our little fascist problem in America got
Bigger when we looked away then but now we are not
We got discouraged and they got their way for awhile
All the money in the world their anger and their bile
But by surprise we rise to win: America again



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Jun 14, 2013, 7:02 pm


Illusion



The illusion of duality
With its us and them mentality
This superstitious opposition
Of mine not yours and not hers but his
The paranoia from tribe to tribe
With suffering I need not describe
Because you know and feel what I mean

The black and the white of suspicion
Causing a shadow to fall between
This fearfully lonely position
Always was and will be as it is
Entirely unnecessary
Unnatural though ubiquitous:
So this is what has come between us

And we would be a community
Should we ever be given the chance
But we could never learn how to dance
When we were supposed to be afraid
Of each other then our minds were made
Up for us a chorus of the sheep
The shepherds kept from going too deep

It is only an illusion
Sown to sow lonely confusion



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Jun 13, 2013, 5:24 pm


There Will Be Stars



for Daffodil



Summer wind is blowing
The sky is high and bright
The cactus is growing
And showing off its flowers
There will be stars tonight
And all of them are ours

Constellations named and
Unnamed who understand
Our configuration
Here on the desert sand
The arcs of sparks of love
As above so below

The sky can tell us why
Though we already know
Turning and returning
Another passing by
Each other even so
As below so above

Here alongside learning
If only for awhile
Never in the turning
To ever turn away
But say we ever may
Returning with a smile

The sky is high and bright
There will be stars tonight



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Jun 12, 2013, 2:09 am


Elephant Songs



for Alexander in Aklan



I. The Elephant in the Room



See the elephant in the room?
His way today of yesterday
Is trumpeting judgmentally
Of iron inequality

His not hers nor yours anyway
Or the never-now-ever-then

The elephant is in the womb
For frightened sheep how they should be
Nor ever would be free again
Of what only they never see

For fearful hate consumed with doom
Of the likes of us you and me

Love could be how we finally
See the ever-then-never-now
Free for now the only way how
Of the elephant in the room



II. Seeing the Elephant



It is about race so they say it is not
Firehoses tried to wash the memory
Away but the stain remains I see

Pain written red in black and white now of
How I remember though they forgot
The biting dogs of hatred on TV

As some remember more immediately
Beaten on the street in the name of love
I was a child but it still hurts me

Seeing the elephant looking away
No more this way I can see yesterday
Tomorrow today to my sorrow

I hoped we would be better someday somehow
But I know we could do better than we do now



III. Iron and Rust



His table is laid but the elephant is afraid

And what is he so afraid of? He is afraid of change
Apparently inherently I find kind of strange
Though once I was no stranger to the danger of this fear

But I learned through change the only constant now and here
That how to be is growing knowing all will be all right
Sure as night comes after day then day comes after night

The elephant is afraid now how his bed is made

When some things are unchanging some becoming as they must
Is when we learn the difference between iron and rust



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Jun 10, 2013, 5:40 pm


Iron and Rust



His table is laid but the elephant is afraid

And what is he so afraid of? He is afraid of change
Apparently inherently I find kind of strange
Though once I was no stranger to the danger of this fear

But I learned through change the only constant now and here
That how to be is growing knowing all will be all right
Sure as night comes after day then day comes after night

The elephant is afraid now how his bed is made

When some things are unchanging some becoming as they must
Is when we learn the difference between iron and rust



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Jun 8, 2013, 5:33 pm


Regret



To remember what you would not that you could not forget
This would be regret

Whatever you would do
Though some never do
(I took forever to)
You should know for sure
To let go is the cure
The only one yet

I would learn the hard way (the only way I ever do)
But could not forget

Let go and go
On going: no regret



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Jun 7, 2013, 8:34 pm


Destiny for Two



for Daffodil



Having a cup of tea taking a wait-and-see
Attitude of gratitude for making it this far
More or less unscathed on the outside anyway
Only on the inside now from lonely yesterday
When fright at night reminds me then was not all right
Though now looks promising so will be the thing I sing

I will be mindful still of what is behind me
Where I will find it there not to bind but remind me
I waited for tomorrow when it never came
Then it became today again only yesterday
Here where it is today because it always was
Being all the same today by any other name

And yet every night tomorrow comes at midnight
Let tomorrow never come till it becomes today
Surprising tonight by this rising light I see
When I look in my heart then and I find how you are
There with me where we share this cup of destiny
For two: for you the best and the rest of me with you

Having waited having seen being having been
Seeing you be Daffodil I am again



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Jun 7, 2013, 1:54 am


Backlit



for Daffodil



When you said I was beautiful I was
You made me that way then I was because
You saw my body backlit by my soul
And if I rock it is because you roll

When I say you are beautiful you are
Some miracle become some shooting star
But not as beautiful as you will be
Then blooming your beautiful destiny

When I look for you I need not look far
There you are up in the sky above me
And down in my heart where the songs all start
Where you are too then because you love me

Though I say it now and I always do
As I always have so I always will
It goes without saying how I love you
My star my song my Laughing Daffodil

And if I rock it is because you roll
I see your body backlit by your soul



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Jun 3, 2013, 9:26 pm


Chocolate-Covered Berries and Brie



for Daffodil



When we sat on Pride Rock as we do
With chocolate-covered berries and Brie
By the setting sun of Saturday
My legs were desert brown by yours as white
As the moon waxed later then that night
Through gossamer to porcelain and on
My mind as you are I find my star
Rising afar where you are like my dawn
My sun to warm me when you are gone
Making me live then to see you love me

So I would show you I love you too
How I see you in the sky above me
Now love is found all around we see
How we agree loving you loving me
Something like forever whatever
Some may say when we love us anyway
Today like yesterday then we are
Tomorrow the way we will always be
As we for something like forever
With chocolate-covered berries and Brie



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jun 2, 2013, 5:53 pm


The Elephant in the Room



See the elephant in the room?
His way today of yesterday
Is trumpeting judgmentally
Of iron inequality

His not hers nor yours anyway
Or the never-now-ever-then

The elephant is in the womb
For frightened sheep how they should be
Nor ever would be free again
Of what only they never see

For fearful hate consumed with doom
Of the likes of us you and me

Love could be how we finally
See the ever-then-never-now
Free for now the only way how
Of the elephant in the room



+Steven Curtis Lance



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May 31, 2013, 8:44 am


Gadarene Swine (work in progress...)



The Gadarene swine could be friends of mine
So when demons entered and they drowned
I thought about dusty stories and frowned
Why must the pigs always get it?

At least let them live to regret it
By guilt as the way all good pigs are built
So they would imagine toward the sky
Though too guilty to live before they die

Because they were Gadarene swine



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May 30, 2013, 4:05 am


Madness



Madness makes me smoke
Madness made me broke

Madness makes a joke
Of what was serious before
Though since I went mad I laugh more
But cry too as an either/or

Doing as it does
Madness made me do it

The mad way a bad way for me to be
I would be glad to be madness-free
A sad way the hard way ultimately

When at it then to it
Being as I was

Arriving only to depart
Madness stops me before I start
When my mind tries to break my heart
And I look then see

More against than for
Madness maddens me



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May 29, 2013, 6:38 pm


The It You Get



Bowser is arf-arfully happy now because
He has learned how to hold his bone between his paws
And as he gnaws it tastes like victory to be

Like Marisol who after all has always known
And shown him how though he resisted being shown
She was just his sister so he resisted her

Having had to come to this conclusion alone
Like males of other species like a human man
Because he was stubborn as I was as it were

Not all donkeys have long ears and short donkey fur
Because I was as he was and I may be yet
My Marisol gave up on me to my regret

Somehow he sees that she was right and how he can
Look clever and never lose his grip on his bone
Marisol laughs to see he got it finally

Says he had to see himself but glad he can see
I told her I had been like him she said "I bet
But all that really matters is the it you get"

"And sooner or later when you get it then you
Are known as you were shown and you remember who
And though in December you know then what to do"

These dogs remind of one behind ahead of me
When I was shown how once to do what I do now
But then I had to find out for myself somehow

So do what she says brother to remember this
When you get it then and it feels like a kiss



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May 26, 2013, 7:35 pm


Halfway to Joshua Tree



for Daffodil



At half past never mind forever
And halfway to Joshua Tree
All the way out to whatsoever
And at half past insanity
If a gentle kind of quiet mind
I find what I thought I never
Would see when I left the world behind
Again but then again who knew?

I came here to see clear and I do
It is you my love I dream of
Though I am here I am there with you
Where you though there are here with me
At half past never mind forever
And halfway to Joshua Tree



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May 24, 2013, 8:20 pm


Desert Perspective



My life has gotten small
But I get it after all

More than when it was big
Then and with so much to dig
Through to find what was real
And then to know what to feel
It took awhile to see
Through the illusion of it
To the what to love it
That was only lonely me
To find I could depend
On myself to be my friend
Who would know what to do
When I knew to be with you

Seeing you being who are
Familiar if from afar

But first I had to find
Who I was and leave behind
Whoever I was not
To forget the answers ask
The questions drop my mask
Remember what I forgot
And finally break free
Beyond the hocus-pocus
Of big ideas too small
My life small but in focus
To get it after all
Free here now belatedly

This here now not that there then
I will not go back again



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May 21, 2013, 3:27 am


Watching the Watchdogs



I like watching the watchdogs watch
As they play leapfrog and hopscotch
With each other sister brother
Watchdogs Bowser and Marisol

Once they had a human who was
Unkind to them and so because
Of that they find we find us now
Our past behind us here somehow

Dusty dogs of the desert who
Do what they love love what they do
Who understand me after all
Then even when they sniff my crotch

I like them and they like me too
Like them I am just glad to be
So let them get their dust on my
Pants with their snouts as I pass by

Watching the watchdogs watching me
Watching us watching each other
As they play leapfrog and hopscotch
I like watching the watchdogs watch



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May 17, 2013, 8:58 am


The Business End



Cock of the walk goes down as the sun
On a catwalk of attitude
At a time to walk when talk is done
But with a sense of gratitude
When that was then but now has begun
Where there were two there will be one

For this is the way it always was
Or piece of it however small
Though no one knows who he is he does
Nothing personal after all
So does what he must do just because
A cock of the walk must walk the talk

Strictly business stalking tall
Cocks of the walk out walking by night
Fight like fighting cocks left and right
With only one lonely left in sight
When talk of the walk will squawk tonight
Where there was one then there were none

Cock of the walk comes up as the son
Born to the business end of the gun



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May 16, 2013, 10:12 pm


A Dog Spelled Backward



for Bud



Marisol does not find it odd
A dog spelled backward is a god
Not surprised to realize how
Dogs are gods of the here and now

I need not look up to the sky
But down to this dog to know why
The here and now is how to be
When looking back at me I see
The present as her present to
Me as why not as why will do
Here and now for a dog or me

Nor looking forward find it odd
A dog spelled backward is a god
Not surprised to realize how
Dogs are gods of the here and now



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May 13, 2013, 6:54 pm


Slaughterhouse Butterfly



There was a pig who was not big enough to be
A little pig a pig about as big as me

They said because he was not fat that he lacked that
Quantity of piggery though not quality
They wanted and it haunted him to ask them why

Not enough of him for their cost-efficiency

They said I was too small too but I disagree
Because I am big enough to be me you see
Never mind the slaughterhouse I want to be free

And I could never help but be a butterfly
(Please try and understand me as I flutter by)



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