Poem: Anno Domini

In the beginning I was a void but now you have become the light allowing me to find my missing parts (and car keys) now I want so badly to recite to you our future from memory and I know that if I lean into you and try very hard and lie a little to…

Love poem: “Hinged velvet box”

Each morning I walk past you enclosed in a glass box with a red painted sign that lets me know in an emergency I’m allowed to break in Each afternoon I will place you in waxed paper and press you between musty leather bound Testaments that teach me your Revelations And each night before bed…

Love poem: Yo-yo love

As you know ours is a yo-yo love we are up and down and in an out Imperial and Butterfly rotational energy held together by thin twisted twine we are equal parts Walk-the-dog and Loop-the-Loop but now I am made to Sleep and before I awake am sent Around-the-World over hill and dale meadow and…

10 second love story: “Stick figure you”

I needed you to be perfect being my very last chance so I stood at the workbench goggled and gloved and crafted you from leftover lumber and half-bent nails piled in the corner that I’d used and given up upon in the failed creation of love jigsaw and mallet nicked knuckles and pounded thumb I…

Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to”

Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” Another 5 star review of “Songs you can’t dance to” “I’ve enjoyed reading “Songs You Can’t Dance To” by Steven Harz immensely. It is a book for lovers and losers. A book celebrating young love while remembering times of lost love. There is a story…

Book trailer for “Blessed”

Book trailer for “Blessed” Book trailer for “Blessed” “Blessed” is from my book of poetry and short fiction titled “Songs you can’t dance to” (Now available on Amazon and Barnes & Noble)

Another nice review of “Songs you can’t dance to”

Another nice review of “Songs you can’t dance to” “Thoroughly enjoyed all the poems and short stories. Steven let me feel his pain and enjoy his humor! I found myself remembering when I was young and in love. Wonderful memories!” Thanks for such nice words!!! (to get to the book on Amazon click the link….

10 second love story: “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 damp fairy tale’s blue ink separates on the pages surrounding me with a tie-dyed tomorrow absent of us for now So…

Advanced review of my eBook “Songs you can’t dance to”

“Harz captures the exhilaration, pain and frustration of love all the while making you strive to find the perfect balance. The feel good ones like “Red”, “Context”, “Order”, “Written History” and of course, “Songs You Can’t Dance to” bring an urge to find the one we love and let them know NOW! While others such…

Eric Darby performs “Scratch and Dent Dreams” – fantastic!

One of my all-time favorites. “I’m tired of seeing this whole world bet on going big or giving up. Only handing out glory to newspaper headlines and story book endings, ‘cause the truth is I think we need those swing sets most on the rainy days.”

Backroad Love Story: “Charting a path”

Each night I press my ear to your empty pillow as if it were a seashell, conch or nautilus and while your voice used to echo each night that we were forever and anchored and true your pillow now only provides me with the deafening silence of distant waves from a now vacant shore where…

Poem: “Seated at the right hand”

When you finally gained the strength or courage to roll back the stone that had kept me dead to you for three days or years (I’m not sure) I was missing or hiding from our love and the bandages that covered my emotional wounds were not folded neatly because they were still draped from my…

Poem: “Franklin’s kite”

Like I suppose Columbus held while he sailed the ocean blue, I try to rediscover you with a brass compass. Like I’ve seen Gandhi wear, while nonviolently battling the Brits, I battle old photos through clear round gold frames. Like I learned da Vinci designed, in between the helicopter and scuba gear, on my wall…

Poem: “Hallowed ground”

To much of the world hallowed ground is a grotto under a church in oh little town. To others it’s a sacred monolith in Mecca or along the banks of the river Ganges. Some feel it’s the killing fields of Gettysburg or where their hearts are buried South Dakota. And others find hallowed two holes…

Poem: “Songs you can’t dance to”

Title piece from my book of poetry and short fiction – available on Amazon and B&N by searching ‘steven harz’ — The cloud that covers me when I trace the curve of your back The blindness that overcomes me when I see the back of your knee The hangover I fight through on the morning after we…