"It would be so nice to brighten things up / To read my poems entertainingly / On the street corner and have a tin cup / So passersby could leave quarters for me"
Before the Tide of Time Bears Me Away
I wish I had more money and more time So I could give away a thousand books And I wish I were funny in my rhyme Each time to bring a thousand faces looks Of delight to bring light into this gloom Which hangs like stale smoke in a dark barroom
It would be so nice to brighten things up To read my poems entertainingly On the street corner and have a tin cup So passersby could leave quarters for me I find I cannot always be funny Just as the sky is not always sunny
But I know I would if only I could Prevented as I am as you can see As black and white give way to shades of grey For me as for you some bad and some good Some laughter and some tears in my brief day Before the tide of time bears me away
Still using such means as I have I strive To make the most of my being alive Life is good and I would be understood As someone who tries to make it better Embracing the spirit by the letter Fighting the bad while embracing the good Every day in shades of grey I would be The best I can be one man being free
+Steven Curtis Lance
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Reviewed by June Thompson (Reader)
Reviewed on December 13, 2005
I wait for the tide
Day and night
Nothing do I hide
As is my rite
At least for the moment
At least for the time
For I am spent
Tired of rhyme
I wish it would call me
On some dismal days
But ah tis only me
Who can burn in those suns rays
I have to look up myself
I have taken the path already
I've sat upon the shelf
And I guess I just wasn't ready
Here I am forever to stay
No matter what happens to me
They just have this way
Of reminding me that I am Free
Yes Steve I can see that being the case and maybe I'll end up joining you with my guitar in hand and a song on my lips we could make enough to pay for lunch lol. Great story here.
I find I cannot always be funny
Just as the sky is not always sunny <------ nice touch Steve- it's True! To help others to stop and think, is a good thing. Helps in their growth on their knowledge-This poem is Saddddddd but, FAR well Understood! :) YOu on a Street cornier smiling at ever passerby- I can see it now.. and you WOULD make a bundle- w/ a horse throat and all-YOUr sweet kindness shows through LOUD and Clear! Hope your day was a sweet one- WArm HuGs2U-Lady, SheeeOX P.s. YOur pict. is a nice touch- Handsome and kind- YOU look like a Gentle Soul filled with Wisdom- Sweet Dreamszzzzz-
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Day and night
Nothing do I hide
As is my rite
At least for the moment
At least for the time
For I am spent
Tired of rhyme
I wish it would call me
On some dismal days
But ah tis only me
Who can burn in those suns rays
I have to look up myself
I have taken the path already
I've sat upon the shelf
And I guess I just wasn't ready
Here I am forever to stay
No matter what happens to me
They just have this way
Of reminding me that I am Free
Damn Will
Have a great day poet...your pen is powerful!!
Love Tinka
Ps; Very nice picture of the man behind these words!!
You can also sing a song with your poems. Heehee! Good write!
Sandie Angel a.k.a. Sandie May Angel :o)
Felix
Just as the sky is not always sunny <------ nice touch Steve- it's True! To help others to stop and think, is a good thing. Helps in their growth on their knowledge-This poem is Saddddddd but, FAR well Understood! :) YOu on a Street cornier smiling at ever passerby- I can see it now.. and you WOULD make a bundle- w/ a horse throat and all-YOUr sweet kindness shows through LOUD and Clear! Hope your day was a sweet one- WArm HuGs2U-Lady, SheeeOX P.s. YOur pict. is a nice touch- Handsome and kind- YOU look like a Gentle Soul filled with Wisdom- Sweet Dreamszzzzz-