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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Jan 30, 2013, 8:37 am


Three Snappy Songs



I. I Guess



Mindfully smoking a Kool
This is it baby
Being a wise man being a fool
More of a wise guy maybe

Becoming me more or less
Here I am now anyway I guess



II. Noodle Doodle



A noodle doodle will do
As I call those cups of noodle things
A noodle doodle or two
That have through oodles of sufferings
Gotten me cock a doodle through

Cock a noodle doodle do

Having the kettle the mettle of
One dying to live for love
Having a noodle doodle or two
Dying but living or trying to
Getting me cock a doodle through

A noodle doodle will do



III. By Love I See



"My religion is kindness"
The Dalai Lama said
The cruel live in lonely blindness
Love is kind instead

Because by love I see
Without you there is only me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 30, 2013, 12:19 am


Noodle Doodle



A noodle doodle will do
As I call those cups of noodle things
A noodle doodle or two
That have through oodles of sufferings
Gotten me cock a doodle through

Cock a noodle doodle do

Having the kettle the mettle of
One dying to live for love
Having a noodle doodle or two
Dying but living or trying to
Getting me cock a doodle through

A noodle doodle will do



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 28, 2013, 11:50 pm


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



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 27, 2013, 11:38 pm


By Love I See



"My religion is kindness"
The Dalai Lama said
The cruel live in lonely blindness
Love is kind instead

Because by love I see
Without you there is only me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 26, 2013, 6:15 am


Skies in Your Eyes



for Daffodil



There are skies in your eyes Daffodil
The sun in your hair and all the gold I will
Ever hold my love to never have need of
Anything but you as you are and as you do

In the night the laughter of your love
Is ringing the stars like diamond chimes
Bringing down what up is by singing these rhymes
Ringing like bells through you into me

And bringing up the sun in your golden hair
For whenever whatever forever might be
There wherever you are I am where
Whatever happens I see destiny

In eyes like the skies are Daffodil there
Are skies in your eyes where I realize how
By day or by night I can see by your light
The earth is giving birth and you are blooming now



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 23, 2013, 11:29 pm


My Mother's Birthday



for Patricia Lance
24 January 1934 - 23 November 1998




She remembered anniversaries
Birthdays and special dates of fate like these
She never forgot no matter what

And I will not forget her now
My mother loved and lost somehow
Remembering she never forgot
Me no matter whatever might
Have been tonight my heart is with her
Who gave her life for me as it were

Though I regret I never forget
Nor did she though the motherless night
Hid her away to stay just out of sight

My mother found again from within
Is with me always to make it all right



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 23, 2013, 8:53 pm


I Guess



for my father the hitman



Mindfully smoking a Kool
This is it baby
Being a wise man being a fool
More of a wise guy maybe

Becoming me more or less
Here I am now anyway I guess



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 23, 2013, 10:00 am


Out of Control



It seems those with the least control
Of themselves are the most controlling
Fragile egos out on patrol

Out of control but patrolling
Anyway and so it is they who
Say as they say not as they do

But no one wants to be patrolled
And I do not want to be controlled
By anyone but me you see

Get a hold of yourselves before
You control anyone anymore
Controlling people let me be

As I see fit as sick of it
I say to controlling people stay
Away control yourselves today

That is if you can because I
Am my own lonely man having my
Own way of doing what I say

Due to circumstances beyond
The control of some become too fond
Of it I fit myself just fine

Control your own soul: mine is mine



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 21, 2013, 6:54 pm


Bewhiskered



for Daffodil



I could be misunderstood bewhiskered as I am now
But so it goes and grows as I go on and on somehow
As whatever I should do I could whatever I could
But would whatever I would do so never mind the should
At "hardly a time to be handling razors anyway"
A mirrored man bewhiskered through the glass told me today

So here I come bewhiskered to become the me you see
Just as I am as I must be to hope and trust you will
Approve of this improvement which the Laughing Daffodil
Approves of and so "who are we to question destiny?"
A mirrored man bewhiskered through the glass today asked me
When Daffodil is laughing my bewhiskered best to be

The rest of me whatever then forever understood
A mirrored man bewhiskered through the glass said I looked good



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 18, 2013, 4:08 pm


Happy Snappy



for Daffodil



Between snappier and snappiest
The Laughing Daffodil brings the best
Out of me into poetry no
Doubt about that to me as I know
Myself as it were as I know her
As she makes my poetry snappy

Though mad so glad that I do to see
The false from the true and we agree
When snappiest she is happiest
We like it when I make them snappy
Snappier snappiest then the rest
Is history Daffodil and me

She is the one who makes me happy



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 15, 2013, 4:12 pm


Blue skies in your eyes
Daffodil I see
Gold sun in your hair
Wherever you are
You are everywhere
No matter how far
Away you may be
My eyes realize
You bloom here with me



----



Daffodil the sky in your eyes
The gold of heaven in your hair
Looking at you I realize
I too would be where you are there
No matter how far because where
You are my heart will be there too
Where matters of the heart unfold
My heart will always be with you

But you will also be with me
Within my heart unfolding free
Looking at you I realize
How you are with me everywhere
Now by the sky by which I see
Within the blue within the gold
You are the one as you will be
The gold of heaven in your hair
Daffodil the sky in your eyes







Jan 14, 2013, 10:06 pm


This



what I mean to you and you to me



In the middle of nowhere
But out at the edge of everything
Of time and space and whatever
Passes elsewhere for reality

There is a madman singing
Mad nursery rhymes of mine this way
Glad to be here and now today
After all anyway glad to be

Anywhere at all when there
Then here I am now everywhere
Having existed persistently
Persisting I exist I see

Though a madman glad to be bringing
From the middle of nowhere to
Out from the leading edge of you
A smile for awhile by way of me

From nowhere to anywhere
By way of us the unity
Of all after all now here we are
Having gone on and come this far

Chasing a star in the name of love
Nothing between us here but who
Mean everything now to me and you
This is the love we dream of

And this is our reality:
What I mean to you and you to me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 13, 2013, 6:37 pm


Reasonably



Diplomacy has served me well
Diplomatically through hell
When going back and forth and then
Going but getting through within
A reasonable period

Learning to keep my mouth shut
Smiling no matter what

Seasonable if very odd
Surviving though arriving late
Diplomatically through fate
And back as I go forth again
Reasonably seasonably

Trying to be
Reasonably



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 12, 2013, 5:09 pm


Manifesto



I did not choose philosophy
It chose me by absurdity
When wondering I understood
Good and evil then saw how good
Could use a hand to understand
To be human is to be free
To mind what matters is to love

So with a sense of humor and
With all my love and my sense of
Absurdity of course I know
How there is hope now even though
Fear is what evil is and some
Would many be afraid become
Absurd less human even so

I am as human as can be
And fear should be afraid of me



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Jan 11, 2013, 5:41 pm


Inside of Me



for Daffodil



Maddened by a mixture of
Schizophrenia and love
Paranoid psychotic I
Live for love until I die

Through the gothic arch of my
Solar plexus I can feel
Through the soaring gates of bone
What is and what is not real

Through the unknown to the known
What is and is not to be
Through the gates of ivory
I know I am not alone

Through the gates the looking-glass
Down the rabbit-hole to pass
Through my breastplate chest of brass
To my heart inside of me

There the Laughing Daffodil
Blooms in me and always will



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 10, 2013, 4:32 am


Intersection



for Daffodil



Belonging to ourselves we belong with each other as
We have always known and as time has
Shown having proved as we have moved through
Many places and faces and situations it was
You who proved my inspiration you who moved my heart to
Grow by knowing you to know me better than I would be

Above all loving me you proved to my heart it could be
Whole again seeing you alongside me as whole and free
As I once was to be again and see then that because
You were I felt like being too to be alongside you
Being understood felt good and I understood you too

We understand each other and belong alongside we
Who see across all time and space each other as we do
Alongside in our destiny the best of us to know
As we belong alongside all along the way we are
The intersection of a rising and a falling star
Who are alongside to belong and smile awhile then go
Wherever it is forever is seen only from afar

But never have I seen forever mean as much as this
Intersection of the rising and the falling like a kiss



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 8, 2013, 3:28 pm


Here Comes Tomorrow



With more or less nothing we can do
To prevent the wheel from turning then
Learning we become accustomed to
Guessing wrong but guessing then again

Not necessarily a bad thing
Turning learning crashing and burning
This is just the thing of it the way
It is when yesterday turns today

When nothing is impossible and
Anything can happen as it does
So riding the wheel we understand
Today is not like yesterday was

Though tomorrow never comes we know
It is always coming even so
Around the wheel as around we go
But as we do this is my turn too

And I never want to turn away
It turns out to be enough for me
It can be tough but it is enough
Quite enough for a tough guy like me

Not so tough really just glad to be
Mad as I am in reality
Just tough enough to hold on and to
Gladly if madly be as I do

I who misunderstanding badly
Was misunderstood sadly am glad
For this turn around the wheel I had
Having learned a thing or two with you

So riding the wheel I understand
Having always wondered here somehow
Yesterday was nothing like today
Something like nothing now anyway

Sad would it be not to be glad now
As I am and here and now is how
I am having happened so to grow
Around the wheel as around we go

Again and again in it to win
By not falling off and holding on
Today now that yesterday is gone
Here comes tomorrow coming again



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 4, 2013, 2:02 am


Because of You



long laugh the Daffodil



Rising together not falling apart
I was breaking down now I am breaking up
Getting down and getting it and waking up
Taking up the challenge shaking up
My world turned upside down along with the frown
I had worn since I was born somehow it seems

Until I started seeing my dreams
Come true and how it was because of you

Having lost my mind I lost my heart
To find it in you and finally to know
That though I die I live even so
Getting what I thank you for getting about
Me nor forgetting about me too
Remembering me when I forgot to be

Understanding my heart by your hand
Because it was you then who remembered me
Having wondered now to understand
I was breaking down now I am breaking out
Rising together and breaking through
Dancing without waiting for the music to start

With you who are yourself my dream of dreams
Come true and how it is now is because of you



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 3, 2013, 10:18 pm


Love Found Me



for Daffodil



That having proven everything to everyone
I have nothing left to prove to anyone
Means as much to me as anything I have done

And that no one can take this away from me
Proves to me how I am supposed to be now
For such a time as this my kiss of destiny

But above all that I have found love somehow
Means everything to this my moment in the sun
And even more than everything that love found me



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Jan 3, 2013, 8:23 pm


Let it Be a Mystery



for Daffodil



I wonder but not insistently
Let it be a mystery to me
Persistently how I wonder now

Not a problem but a riddle how
Staring at stars from under the sky
When I understand then this is why

Enough to wonder enough to dream
Knowing stars are brighter than they seem
Wondering I understand that way

Stars sparking dark night into bright day
Not fading away nor out but in
No doubt about it so I begin

They only lose who refuse to win
They only fall who choose not to shine
The victory of the stars is mine

Not insistent but persistently
Though I end so I begin to be
Let it be a mystery to me



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 3, 2013, 12:04 am


Three for the Road



I. How They Said



My children's parents had colorful grandmas
I would say the way one and the other one was
Eccentric egocentric problematic

Though with a sense of humor ever ready to
Stand in solidarity to steady who
Needed it leaning on the meaning in between

Up all night to be all right who took good care
Of us understood right by having been right there
Not for their didactic more dogmatic parts

That spark though the dark of their love of family
Now though they are dead lives how they said in our hearts



II. Honey Bee



Funny thing about us homo sapiens as we
Apes of an apian and dizzying industry
Get better by forgetting and by forgiving who
Evolve a bit revolving if only fitfully
And must do just because we are beings who must do:

We get busy for the money like the honey bee
Living paycheck to paycheck then checking back next week
Again but then again keeping busy so to speak
Always improving though never moving anywhere
But upward hypothetically into thin air

But to be a bee is but a metaphor for who
Find they are and mindful being find what they must do
With all their might do right to fight for if they must too
And they are us evolving if only fitfully
Dizzy for the money like the busy honey bee



III. Sun Song



Tan my tummy bronze my belly make me one with you O sun
Let December yet remember one who has not yet begun
Coming late but coming when becoming how I come to be

Let me live forgiving now come then O sun and shine on me
Let December yet remember one to get it nor forget
Ember inextinguishable spark my dark beyond regret

As dum spiro spero hopefully I breathe reality
Through my skin into within the universe inside of who
Never thought whatever brought forever now then how it does

Tested by myself self-bested overthinking as I do
When it seemed too simple then outsmarting myself as I was
Hard for me to see reality as it was just because

Warm my heart to be a part of you O sun at one with you
Get me up and shake me from the cold of my complacency
Take me make me one who has begun to be one who is free!



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 1, 2013, 8:29 am


New Year's Day



The turning of the year beneath the wheel
Of time around the moon a thing as real
As anything that I have ever seen

I take it as a hopeful sign to mean
That as the wheel turns we are turning too
And learning a thing or two on the way

A chance to get it right this time at last
Revolving and evolving as we do
Turning and learning to forget the past

And turning toward each other not away
Returning to the new on New Year's Day



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Jan 1, 2013, 4:00 am


Midnight



Twenty-nine tonight
In the Fahrenheit
When the moon is full

Embracing my star
Although from afar
Then it feels wonderful

Together whether
Or not the weather
Knows although we are

Apart as it were
My heart is with her
Then again together



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Dec 30, 2012, 6:46 pm


December Songs



for Daffodil



Twenty-nine tonight
In the Fahrenheit



I. Paradox



Is it not a paradox
Not to have a pair of socks
To my name? All the same I
Am the one to blame if by
Not remembering to bring
A December offering
For my feet from the heat my
Retreat beat in September

And so I enter winter
Remembering December
As a socks-less paradox
Wary of January

Mindful what I left behind
Too crazy to remember
Fortunately nor to mind
Though once I had so many
When no pair of socks I see
Then left bereft of any
How the paradox is me
Now but I get by somehow

If paradoxically



II. Unfamiliar



I look unfamiliar when
Face to face with myself on Facebook
Looking back at how I look
Unfamiliar when without this beard
Then before me now again
Knowing who I see is me too though

Minty fresh that day John took
What up on my roof downtown looks proof
The familiar can look weird
When it can become no longer so
Can look unfamiliar then
In the time it took this beard to grow

But what you see though is me you know
Now before you then again
Needing new pictures but the strictures
Of the desert having left
Me alone and on my own bereft
Of you to take the pictures

Though in December remember me
Now in the only way how
We know as though it were destiny
The ecstasy of somehow
The best of the rest of you and me
When all we have then is now



III. Shooting Star



Moon bifurcated neatly in half
Cold stars over where the dusty dogses laugh
Dancing to keep warm for all I know
Rolling on the ground there putting on a show
And when I think of you from afar
Daffodil I see you then a shooting star

On my own alone my parents dead
My children now the adults instead
Of how love hurts to go I know
Somehow that they love me
Dusty dogses down below
Cold stars up above me

Let love remember me
Let love come December me
Laughing with the Daffodil again
If but from afar
Come December me till then
Like a shooting star



+Steven Curtis Lance



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Dec 26, 2012, 4:46 am


Honey Bee



Funny thing about us homo sapiens as we
Apes of an apian and dizzying industry
Get better by forgetting and by forgiving who
Evolve a bit revolving if only fitfully
And must do just because we are beings who must do:

We get busy for the money like the honey bee
Living paycheck to paycheck then checking back next week
Again but then again keeping busy so to speak
Always improving though never moving anywhere
But upward hypothetically into thin air

But to be a bee is but a metaphor for who
Find they are and mindful being find what they must do
With all their might do right to fight for if they must too
And they are us evolving if only fitfully
Dizzy for the money like the busy honey bee



+Steven Curtis Lance



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