We are noses touching before foreheads.
We are birds trying to leave the nest.
We are a tent revival preacher casting out demons.
We are the taste of twist cap Boone’s Farm
while overlooking the lake
and trying to see the future.
This is and excerpt from my poem “Twist cap Boone’s Farm.” Please visit my Amazon page:
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Published by Steven Harz
Steven Harz was the 2013 winner of the international People's Poetry Contest and is a three-time winner of The Iron Writer Challenge. In his writing, Steven captures the exhilaration, pain, and frustration of love, all the while making you strive to find the perfect balance. His work will pierce your heart with memories of love gone bad or an undying commitment to not let that happen to you - pain, truth, and appreciation pour out of his words.
Steven's works have appeared in Inwood Indiana Press' Tracks, Voices 2, Donut Factory, Words+Pictures, Ink Monkey Magazine, The Germ, The Voices Project, Pocket Thoughts, and Indigo Rising UK.
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