Featuring Texas Poetry and Events

BREAKING NEWS:  Steven Robert Heine launches TEXAS  POETRY.COM This site will feature poetry contests and information about poetry events in TEXAS. It is intended to bring TEXAS poetry to the World!

I have some fond memories of my time in Texas.  I hope this site will keep me close. It is exciting to now be a part of that tradition of TEXAS poetry.

I hope to use this site to bring recognition and prestige to TEXAS poets and poetry.

We welcome your news about poetry events. You can send them to: Steve Heine



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I talked pollytics with a pollywog

who glowed with great ambition.


He said: 'I can't wait to become a frog,

in the throat of a politician'.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine




This day you shall rejoice together,

for in your hearts love's spirit flows.


Stand tall and proud and walk together,

as through the years your young love grows.


The silver moment, locked in time,

when you would somehow meet...


has caused your souls to cry with joy,

and raised you to your feet.


Take now the cup of God's provision,

and drink richly through eternity.


For in His Plan from time's beginning....

your love was meant to be.

© copyright 2002 by Steven Robert Heine.


In Humbletown a flag still flies.

Floating proudly in the breeze.


And down below the farm folk toil

in fields that roll like lush green seas.


A builders hammer pounds the air,

as a church is raised from virgin wood.


Three children play, not far away

in a park built where a shack had stood.


An old man looks out from his porch

exclaiming with a heavy sigh:


"America, America

long may your proud flag fly."

© copyright 2003by Steven Robert Heine



I count the moments till I see you,

but always they are too many.


In years long lost, I starved for love,

but never had I any.


The daughters of the darkened moon,

played painful games that left me cold.


But honest eyes of rarest warmth,

have healed my wounds with love untold.


I see your smile as sunset bursts,

upon the deep blue sky.


With courage born to soar the stars...

I shed my gloom and fly!

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine.


Fame and fortune

don't amount to too much.

For what matters most

is the lives that you touch.


© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


I believe in God and He believes in me.

And He provides the inspiration for my poetry.

I didn't ask for this gift; it was quite a surprise.

But by the sweat of my brow

it will bloom in full, before His eyes.

My life is short and my goals are many.

And I fear I might die before I accomplish any.

But I hope He may find when my life is done,

a harvest of love, that my labors have won.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


In every year

if a man is lucky,


he'll meet two or three people

who become true friends.


And he'll set new places

at his table of feasting


as he celebrates

when at last the year ends.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


Look far away

for a little while,

and tell me the dreams

that you see.

From the fountain of love

that flows from your heart,

great things will soon come to be.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine.


You cannot see

the silver seeds,

my restless soul hunts after.

But hold me now,

inspire me

with love and pain and laughter.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine.


You were first

to fill my glass.


Sparkling love

you freely shared.


Thousands passed

my wretched way.


But none till you,

reached down and cared.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine



You are in my heart

and there to stay.

Like the sunshine

you warm me,

in a special way.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


There came one cool, crisp Halloween,

a princess I had never known.

Who led me to a World I had not yet seen,

but long had hungered to be shown.

Her eyes were like the Autumn moon,

her voice like the Autumn air,

and I feared my dream would end too soon,

as I drew her close and held her there.


Like tiny, precious drops of gold

were the moments that we shared.

Embraces were exchanged and secrets told,

but real love was never dared.

For she was destined to become but a memory

and I knew I'd soon have to go.

So I told her that she'd always be a part of me...

and she always will, I know.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


If I've made you happy then I've won,

a victory over sorrow done.

If knowing me has made you laugh,

then raise a toast in my behalf.

Everything that I could do, to make your load lighter for you...

I did enthusiastically, that fondly you'd remember me.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


I wish you weren't so far away,

so horribly, terribly far.

I want very much

to share your laughter...

but far away... you are!

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


Once a racehorse born in time,

to fight against the mocking hordes.

Cursed to plow a farmer's field,

he rose to meet the race of Lords.


Beside the multitudes he stood,

stumbling, shaking at the first.

Determined ever in his quest,

his legs leaped forth with one great burst!


A thousand knights stood on their toes

to watch him duel the pious kings.

And then they wrapped him in the joy

that victory over hunger brings.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


Frog eyes, mud pies and days gone by.

When I was a boy each day brought new joy

and I never knew how to cry.

Up a strawberry hill I'd climb for the thrill

and pronounce myself a king.

I'd wave my hand across the land

and command the earth to sing.

And the earth would obey and the plants would sway

and rubies would appear at my feet.

Then I'd smile with pride, feeling hungry inside

and choose a strawberry to eat.

But those days flew past and I grew old fast

and now live in crumbling health.

Though I still recall being king of all

and living in infinite wealth.

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine


Writing, I think is for younger men.

Whose eyes see more hope than mine.

Whose pens float freely through the night,

like cups overflowing with wine.

Writing is for dreamers, whose dreams like roses bloom.

Who hold the hearts of the World in their hands

as they sit alone in their room.

Writing is for less freer men,

who have never been chained by defeat.

Unscarred by love and courageous by habit,

they conquer each hurdle they meet.

Writing is for less wise men, who have never known great pain.

Believing in beauty as much as themselves,

they create again... and again!

So the lilies of the field do blossom in the spring.

Falling gently to the earth when they've given everything!

© copyright 2003 by Steven Robert Heine






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COUNTY FAIRS DESERVE THANKS!  Several county fairs on the in the United States have added poetry to their exhibits. Poets now have many more places to exhibit their work and get it read. If your county fair doesn't have a poetry contest, tell them to contact us  and we will help them to set one up. For a detailed article on how to set up county fair poetry contests, visit stevenrobertheine.com




If your State or County Fair does not have a poetry contest, ask them to start one. Tell them you or your poetry association will be glad to help manage it.


Here are some sample rules:




1) All entries must be matted.


2) No entries may use wood frames, glass in frames or metal. (Glass gets easily broken at a fair and can be dangerous. Wooden frames are difficult to hang).


3) The fair is not responsible for copyright protection of each poem.


4) All poems must be original.


5) All poems must have a secure means of hanging on the mat.


6) All poems must have at least a size 14 font. (Poems written too small cannot be read when they are displayed).


KEEP CLASSES OF POETRY SIMPLE!  Poetry displays at Fairs are designed to draw people to poetry that many not have a knowledge of poetry.


Sample classes, learned from years of displays.


  • Rhymed.  12 to 32 lines.

  • Free Verse. 12 to 32 lines.

  • Children's Poetry.

  • Teen Poetry.

  • Fair Theme Poem, 8 to 24 lines.

  • Short Poem, 2 - 8 lines. (can include haiku)

  • Artistic Form. (poem put into artwork).

Why not sponsor a cash award for your fair to give out in your name?

Dios tan amó el Mundo que él dio a Su único hijo que quién alguna vez creyó en Él debería heredar la vida eterna. Busque a Dios y usted lo encontrará. Sepa que Él le ama y ha preparado un lugar para usted en el cielo. Él salvará usted y toda su familia. Encuentre una iglesia para el compañerismo y lea la Biblia cada día. ¡Dios le ama! Créalo y búsquelo.


John 3:16 "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life"

“Keep me safe, O God, for in you I take refuge. I said to the Lord, 'You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing.'” —Psalm 16:1-2

Romans 8:28 "and we know that all things work together for good to them that love God and who are the called according to His purpose".

Psalms 37  "Delight yourself in the Lord and He shall give you the desires of your heart."

God began doing a good work in you, and I am sure He will continue it until it is finished when Jesus Christ comes again. Philippians 1:6

Acts 13:47 I have made you a light for the Gentiles, that you may bring salvation to the ends of the earth.


Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight  is in the law of the lord, and on his law he meditates day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does prospers. Not so the wicked! They are like chaff that the wind blows away. Therefore the wicked will not stand in the  judgment, nor sinners  in the assembly of the righteous. For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish.



Why do the nations conspire and the peoples plot in vain? The  kings of the earth take their stand and the rulers gather together against the Lord and against his Anointed One. "Let us break their chains," they say, "and throw off their fetters." The One enthroned in heaven laughs; the Lord scoffs at them. Then he rebukes them in his anger and terrifies them in his wrath, saying, "I have installed my King on Zion, my holy hill." I will proclaim the decree of the Lord: He said to me, 'You are my Son; today I have become your Father. Ask of me, and I will make the nations your inheritance, the ends of the earth your possession. You will rule them with an iron scepter; you will dash them to pieces like pottery." Therefore, you kinds, be wise; be warned, you rulers of the earth. Serve the Lord with fear and rejoice with trembling. Kiss the Son, lest he be angry and you be destroyed in your way, for his wrath can flare up in a moment. Blessed are all who take refuge in him.



1 The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. 2 He makes me lie down in green pastures, He leads me beside quiet waters, 3 He restores my soul. He guides me in paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.

4 Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil for you are with me; your rod and your staff, they comfort me.

5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. 6 Surely goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

Matthew 5

The Beatitudes

 1Now when he saw the crowds, he went up on a mountainside and sat down. His disciples came to him, 2and he began to teach them saying:
3"Blessed are the poor in spirit,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.
4Blessed are those who mourn,
for they will be comforted.
5Blessed are the meek,
for they will inherit the earth.
6Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness,
for they will be filled.
7Blessed are the merciful,
for they will be shown mercy.
8Blessed are the pure in heart,
for they will see God.
9Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called sons of God.
10Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

 11"Blessed are you when people insult you, persecute you and falsely say all kinds of evil against you because of me. 12Rejoice and be glad, because great is your reward in heaven, for in the same way they persecuted the prophets who were before you.