Poetry / “Holy water shot glass”

Holy water shot glass   Intoxicating and excruciating, a baggy Bob Marley T-shirt hanging off your shoulder when we first met I felt I should be forced to walk a sidewalk straight line and touch an extended finger to my nose. On weekend barstools we alternated playing the game and arguing the rules with no…

Poetry / “A new cure”

A new cure Each day I collect couch cushion pennies Lincoln wheat copper zinc in a dented tin bucket that I stored secretly under our bed until the time came for me to need an abandoned wishing well Behind our house on welcome wooded walks path tracks bridge brook you gathered weeds and wildflowers in…

Poetry / “Wait”

Wait   I am willing to wait for your reappearance what choice do I have but to be patient and prepare for you to walk back Rather than lying under dark clouds I will string holiday lights from backyard trees in the shapes of Orion and dippers while I wait for you to bring clear…

Poetry / “Chronicle”

Chronicle I am not glad that you are gone (have left) but I am thankful that while you were here I chronicled our love on my flesh but my art is not that of (clichéd) dragons and skulls or daggers (though this may be next) but of hearts and crosses and birds and Bible verses…

Poetry / “Diner placemat love note”

I have become a front porch Bell jar wino looking for yesterday But all I want is to be a back alley junkie freebasing glimpses of tomorrow And on each day of your absence I’ve received a morphine drip of your perceived value While fearing the dark and squinting to find your fading light At…

Poetry / “Abandoned funhouse mirror maze”

Abandoned funhouse mirror maze I’d been in need of something sturdy to stand next to because your kiss was so violent that it bruised and had purpose but that was before now and after then and I know why you had to leave Now I have empty buckets filled with blank letters that I’ve wanted…

#FridayReads: “Tie-Dyed tomorrow”

Deep in a well called yesterday your love letters to me water damaged and smelling like the year before last are attached with twigs to the mossy stone wall attempting to dry while the fairy tale’s damp blue ink separates on the pages surrounding me with a tie-dyed tomorrow absent of us for now, so…

Poetry: “A new cure”

Each day I collect couch cushion pennies Lincoln wheat copper zinc in a dented tin bucket that I stored secretly under our bed until the time came for me to need an abandoned wishing well Behind our house on welcome wooded walks path tracks bridge brook you gathered weeds and wildflowers in turn of the…

Please vote: The Iron Writer Challenge

Please vote: The Iron Writer Challenge This weekend I am in the big Iron Writer Challenge 2014 Championship – please vote for my entry “The intended length of ever after” Thanks!

Poem: “Unknown battle”

My written words are in an unknown battle with your unspoken thoughts and since neither are audible or discernible to the other or to us the fight will silently rage into the darkness until we are deafened by the peace that could have been — copyright 2013 Steven Harz — “Unknown battle” originally appeared in…

New poem: Aladdin’s Lamp

Beneath where your hair falls when wet and just above where my arms rest during morning shower hugs is a birthmark in the shape of a magic lamp that used to make you laugh but has made me thankful each day for our too-brief one thousand and one nights and beyond my arm is a…