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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Sep 5, 2013, 5:58 am


Slipping into the dark
Like a smoothhound shark
Slipping into the sea
And the shark is me

Slipping into the night
When it feels just right
Slipping into the day
Going all the way

I swam and here I am
Have swum to become
The me that I will be
Have been and then some

Slipping like a smoothhound
Neither lost nor found

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Sep 2, 2013, 10:01 am

Like So

I took a look at my life and see
It is all up to my poetry
Now as how I am ultimately

How somehow now you remember me
And that is all right tonight to know
Though I go you go with me and so

Here I am as I am glad to be
How I am who poetically
I am now in your propinquity

Creating myself and breaking free
Like so who go with you as I go
Writing myself to reality

And so I write to thank you for
My poems with one more

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Sep 1, 2013, 10:39 pm

(work in progress...)

Bud sliced the watermelon before
He left and now I look at the door
Without a doubt someone cares about
Me of all people with or without
And it feels good to be understood

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Aug 31, 2013, 11:58 am

The Ship

I had the ship but it went down
In Orange my hometown
It went down hard and so did I
Who tried and failed to die
An unsuccessful suicide

And when I was the captain of
The ship I thought that love
Above all kept it from the rocks
But bankers changed the locks
To shut me out from my inside

So I went to the madhouse then
Was shut outside again
Where I have been since then to be
Homeless for poetry
Out of the womb from room to room

I had the ship but it went down
And when it did I cried
The tears that I had saved for then
Wish I had now but in
This desert afterlife have dried

I lost the ship that cost my mind
Before but not behind
And here I am in spite of me
Gone mad one free to be
When now is then again I find

Does the house always win? You bet
I did and what it cost
Was finding everything I lost
Still unsuccessful yet
The ship will not let me forget

And the ship is waiting now
To take me home somehow

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Aug 30, 2013, 6:29 pm


I saw her practice smiling in the mirror crying
Living it up on the outside while inside dying
To live it down trying not to frown smile anyway

Dutifully smiling like her mother taught her to
The grin beneath the skin of the skeleton within
Beautifully tragic like the magic she could do
When it was over then again to make it begin
Disappearing like the Cheshire Cat gone to this day

Not forgotten though perhaps forgotten in the way
She haunted would have wanted remembered for trying
And haunting some of us somehow still left wanting now

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 26, 2013, 12:38 am

The Dugong Song

Though slow the dugong never takes too long
Nor like a wizard ever late to be
For like the racing rat each pace its place
Each goes with what it knows whatever grace
It has evolved with or has made its own
And how the dugong has is his alone

The cheetah is unbeatable for speed
As pig or human for their need for greed
Though the cheetah could swim those other two
Except for a few would rather not do
Anything except what they are paid to
Treats receipts or fame our name in Who's Who

But a dugong going slow goes knowing
No need for greed nor speed so goes showing
No flurry of a hurry going free
The scurry and the worry of the pig
Or human for the petty nor the big
Disappoints the dugong daily to see

I saw pigs swimming in a magazine
Some of us have swum so know what I mean
When I say who may know just what to do
Is the dugong doing what he must who
I trust to know these waters as he ought
Recall what the rest of us all forgot

Though slow the dugong never takes too long
Nor do I who sang you The Dugong Song

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 24, 2013, 3:45 pm

Not Yet

Say what you will of me
Heaven knows there are those
Who speak ill of me

And I hear and you fear
I am too sensitive
Of their lack of love

Though live and let live
To be clear I forgive
This is my token

Outlove the hate they chose
Having awoken
For having been broken

Outlive memory
If not forget not yet
Forgive now then forget

If not until when
I remember again
In my December then

Dying is easier than living
And forgetting harder than forgiving

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 23, 2013, 11:35 am

You Again

I feel sunlight on my skin
But feel moonlight within

And when I do I think of you again

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Aug 23, 2013, 12:34 am

Thank You for Being

remember the roof

Once where I was there would be
Realtors giving reality tours
Reality as realty
Markets way up but they were up yours
Reality as fealty
But jolly and on a trolley

Ding-ding-ding and everything
Some wine and they feel fine

What a difference then I make when
"I" slips out again and in
Reality like the realtors who
Call to us to come back to
Slip us again like they really do
On a trolley decked with holly

Jingle mingle ding-ding-ding
I lost a friend of mine

Slip out with me now to see
Through our two-for-one reality
You there who share this with me
How reality understands us
If not realty and its bus
That jolly trolley of folly

Nothing can be anything
A glass for auld lang syne

We never got on the trolley of
Folly but got on with love
So thank you for being I am too
No fealty but no realty but
Reality no matter what
Form it takes or sense it makes or not

Whatever norm it breaks as who
Am really thankful for you being you

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 20, 2013, 3:34 pm


Already born curious at the age of nineteen
I went into a coma to the in between
Saw many things unseen but more than anything
I saw the love I take to be the love I bring
Saw the law of love through the in between unseen
That I would live by love in spite of everything
Above all love could answer all my questioning
Questioning my answer if you know what I mean
The answer I guess to the question being yes

Not to be a Judas nor a Peter even
Not a doubting Thomas but a curious Steven

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 19, 2013, 11:36 am


With liberty and justice for some
The best of us the worst of us say
The rest of us wait to overcome

Dreaming of some overcoming day
Wondering how it may ever come
But tomorrow never comes that way

When how is not then but now to fight
For the many as good as any
Held down too long but becoming strong

Now is the how or never because
The time is right if ever it was
To bring in that day out of this night

Bring in the spring to rise in the fall
With liberty and justice for all

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 18, 2013, 3:00 am

Maybe May Be

for all my friends all over the world

When all we have is our dreams it seems
Time then to dream whenever we are
Now maybe find out how not too far
We rise who fall not too far after all

Side by side like two stars in the sky
Or three then four when a thousand more
To rise and fall we who wonder why
After all ask what we are here for

But never mind how it seems now we
Are for as far as the eye can see
Even though dreams even so come true
Maybe as happy as we may be

And may we maybe we see trouble
Get through whatever never to know
Trials but transcend them all and each
Never make that same mistake again

Falling but to rise again when we
Learn to earn then whatever they teach
Maybe this may be the way we win
What may be and not what may have been

Revolving evolving when we go
May we live love then may it double
Triple or whatever it may to
Stay forever for the love of you

We are whatever we are now and
Maybe it may be it seems to me
Maybe may be how we understand
This is what came true for me and you

Happiness was never out of reach
Rise like a phoenix fall like a star
The sky is the limit now we know
We who though we go are who may be

Reality for better or worse
Maybe may be and not just what must
We hope and trust to stardust through dust
Riding the wheel of the universe

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 16, 2013, 11:57 pm


The gold miner does not share in the gold
He gets what he gets does what he is told
And digs for the pigs until he gets old
Having been bought and sold: out in the cold

Still though the gold mine owner does not share
Where he is going he will not need it there

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 16, 2013, 3:57 am


for Franziska for everything

I watch tumbleweeds grow even though
Apparently slow yet even so
I see them grow rounder get fatter
Each day if only I look away
I know down the lane in the meadow
Wanderers grow to wonder like me

When they tumble to stumble upon
Why they go then before they are gone

Stumbling up out of the ground they say
Tumbling we are the weeds that matter
With what it takes to make a snowman
Here in the desert who know we can
Blow on out of here anytime we
Feel good and ready lonely but free

How we tumble to stumble upon
Why we go now before we are gone

Stumbling myself in a jumble I
Find myself tumbling wondering why
Though tumbling not yet stumbling on to
Why I go like the tumbleweeds do
But one thing I am pretty sure of
Is what it is as let go and love

When I tumble to stumble upon
Why I go then before I am gone

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 15, 2013, 1:41 pm

Blue Eyes

for the Laughing Daffodil

The Daffodil shows me
How warm blue eyes can be
My mother's were brown and
I never understood
Blue eyes could look so good
But now I understand

The Daffodil knows me
And sees me through the blue
Of the sky sees me through
The Daffodil owes me
Nothing but she gives me
This song that outlives me

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 12, 2013, 3:21 am


This is how America will fall
If it ever does
Conquered by the fascists after all

No future because
Of the fact the fascists love the past
Only and lonely

No now but what was
When held fast by the past first then last
Slow to forget yet fast not to know
No how but has been

So how now may be
Conquered by the fascists after all
If it happens then

This is how America will fall
But get back up when
We remember the future again

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 12, 2013, 1:01 am

Country Boy

for my landlady Linda
the Lady from New Yawk
for being understanding

My shoulders are brown having shouldered the sun
I came to be a country boy now I am one

First I left my keys out of my pockets then
My wallet too when I never need it again
But once a month at WinCo for all I know
For even though late a country boy even so

As with dusty dogses of the desert I
Just try to make sense of life before I must die

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Aug 11, 2013, 12:44 am


Not touchy not much he must just be sensitive
In the give and take he could take as well as give
But would give them hell as well and never forgive
For awhile anyway for a day or two say

Even though this Steven-ness could go to day three
When should you smile then he could not stay cross somehow
At a loss for words again but through poetry
Because it was his only way how then as now

However he had been whenever he would be
To be just how he must be now then to be who
For stubbornness in questing for the best I guess
Does what he does his way whatever he may do

Through life to everlasting possibility
Or pursuit of the impossible more or less
Never mind the rest should the best of him allow
Because the one and only could be lonely too

Not touchy not much he must just be as you see
An oyster who has made of all his pain a pearl
Of great price costing all of it all for a girl
Or in my case me as the Princess and the Pea

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 4, 2013, 7:51 pm


long laugh the Daffodil


Love is what we come here for
All of us becoming here
We who love us less or more
Giving by forgiving live
Up to love or down to fear
We are what we love to be

Not forgiving fearfully
Is not living not to me
By the giving of my heart
I come to become a part
Of everyone and all of
Us completed by our love


When it comes to love above
All I do have plenty of
It like you but never knew
I would ever be one who
Wished a wish that could come true
An ideal becoming real

By its light aright to see
How love now is you me too
Brought to be through love to feel
We are having come this far
After all not too far but
Further than we knew we could


Far enough to find out what
It feels like when it is real
In and of the why we are
Who are love by love to be
Being you by being me
Now when we are understood

What it feels like then is love
When it feels like what is to
Be embracing facing you
To embrace reality
Face the possibility
Maybe it was meant to be

Standing heart to hand you and
Me too we who understand

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 3, 2013, 2:13 am

Fishbone Clouds

another one for Paul
the last one pretty small

Fishbone clouds are wishbones in the sky if you ask me
When I see them then I give flight to fantasy
Or else they just take it taking flight to stripe the sky
With something to wonder about if not know why
Unmaking the day done in the colors of the sun
Through the fishbone clouds to the wishbones of destiny

Through day to night from light to light when seen then unseen
Becoming fingers through between the stars see what I mean

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Aug 1, 2013, 7:10 pm

It Is

for Paul Torrez

There is something there
I confess I guess
That is everywhere
My faith more or less

Below as above
But what do I know
I think it is love
Above as below

So what I think of
It is it is love

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jul 28, 2013, 7:51 am


I look within my heart and find you there
O Laughing Daffodil who are the air
I breathe to bequeath you the exhalation
Of my love transcending explanation

Better than I say written down this way

So you may remember me when someday
The November wind has blown me away
And you look within too and you find me
There that I have not left you behind me

Where to be again the lost is found when
You look within your heart and find me where
We were there then in the garden again

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jul 26, 2013, 7:06 pm

The Meaning

as much as anything

My children fell in love with afar
Going away and so they are
But their dad is in the desert where
Though nowhere there at least the air
Is clear out here where I am now to
Do what it is and how I do
Being one to get my doing done
If one must do it I am one

For love though never mind about
Going out but about to find out
The meaning in the when between
Growing to know whatever I mean
Revolving to the meaning of
What evolving then it means to be
Why we are whether near or far
With love from afar for everyone

What anything means anyway
That I can only explain as love
Just lonely me for all I know
Not going though growing even so
Going my way I stay today
Showing how knowing now becomes me
Here where at least the air is clear
Seeing the light by the desert sun

What tomorrow learns today I see
Turns out better than yesterday
By learning when turning daily
I progress then like this poetry
That being mine means everything
To me and to some means something
The meaning as much as anything
Enough for me or anyone

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jul 24, 2013, 5:50 pm

What I Do for Love

for Judy Muehr and menthols in the mail

It may not be important but
I will say it no matter what
Still saying it my way of course

The truth as spoken by the mad
A bastard of the great divorce
Daresay but say it good or bad

For you never know it may be
So for all we know as maybe
Something you never spoke of

Out loud anyway whenever
What is shared unspoken between
Has broken through out loud for love

Shared there between as what we mean
Released to life and spoken free
The words that have awoken me

A possibility or not
Produced by our propinquity
Mad-spoken to reality

Remembered from what we forgot
Recalled from what we never knew
But always was in me and you

And furthermore this either/or
Is way more than enough for me
To live die and go to hell for

Live going through die going to
But either way improbably
What I do for love is poetry

+Steven Curtis Lance

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Jul 22, 2013, 12:49 pm

The Real Thing

You can hate me and call me a God-hating
Mofo so-and-so but it seems like masturbating
To me when I see you in your ecstasy

Perception is reality and that is just me
And that is just you so whatever you do
Just be happy but you really must know even so

If that is what is up there I can stay down below
And do the real thing in reality

+Steven Curtis Lance

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