By Cristina Bresser de Campos Long ago, I visited Chapada dos Veadeiros, an esoteric wild site at central Brazil. One day, I went to a dining in Alto Paraíso de Goiás, a small village in this natural park. The waiter was a tall bald hippie in his fifties. Although he had an athletic body, his skin … Continue reading Old Nomads
The Old Apple Tree
By Tavinder New Gabriel Borin tore and battered his way through the tall vines obscuring the view that lay ahead, as they wounded his skin leaving signs of his blood onto their branches andthe floor. They were like protectors an army of the The Old Apple Tree, that many before had failed to release … Continue reading The Old Apple Tree
A Mad Old Poet
By Ian Copestick I've just been upstairs to get changed I happened to look in the mirror As I was washing my hands. I think I'm finally looking like a poet. It's not the bald head with short Ginger stubble, or the pain filled Blue bloodshot eyes surrounded With wrinkles. It's the mad eyebrows. It's … Continue reading A Mad Old Poet
Poems by Marc Carver
THE IN AND OUT The man in the locker room moved his stuff for me and for some strange reason he said it was always the in and out. "You are spot on everything is about the in and out if only I could do the in and out all day life would be great." … Continue reading Poems by Marc Carver
Poetry Contest 3rd Place
My First By Bernadette Perez My first everything I recall the moment Where we were and what we did How you made me feel Young and carefree It was You It was Me I came with friends I left with you All day Everyday Days went by We were by each other's side … Continue reading Poetry Contest 3rd Place