Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
| ||Black Lines|
White mountainous clouds reflect
Orange magma colored sky
As the sun dips below fading tree lines.
Miracle like rays of light
Shine through the tree arranged branches -
Pinpoint upon swing rocking by slight breeze.
Beyond wooden swing set
| ||The Present Home|
She was beatified, really and truly,
To think that he, far off there in the war,
Away from everything he knew and cherished,
| ||Cool It|
There is suspicion of intent
In everything, no purpose bent,
For living things must orient
Purposes where none is meant.
| ||Crack in the wall|
A crack in the
Wall and it was
Sucking in the sky,
The face that flinched when you wanted to hit
me. I smile. I smile. I smile (think of autumn) because it
makes it better. It hides the sadness
look at what you have done to me)
Every human being requires
some form of nutrition
food and water.
| ||Dawn Rising|
I see many voices rising with the sun
sharp spears of the sun ,undulating with coming freedom
mother was there during liberation
i will be there for the other liberation
a revolution of million voices
| ||Etched In Black Ivory|
The beginning is a cracked egg shell
With yoke dripping from the frail
Limbs connecting human form,
| ||Blueprint & The Stars All|
He was deft, dramatic and determined.
His aim was the perfect drive
Moulding physique and stamina,
| ||Visitations from the most primitive woman|
Peri-spinach (a constellation/s)
alongside fried onions. Layers.