Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
| ||Moving A Peony|
The Ovi Magazine warmly welcomes a new member in Ovi Team, Mr Neil Leadbeater
| ||Listening to Giorgos Seferis "Denial"|
Let me live in my little shell, crying for the shiny pearls we left in the white sands.
Let me remember the light of stars shining behind dark clouds we have tried to reach on the wings of seagulls.
Let me dream the songs we had been singing on the shor
Spiders on the crawl
send shivers to us all.
| ||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
| ||Wintry Pleasures|
Snow is falling
Leaving the trees in patches of white.
Standing there with a naked vulnerability
Your eyes kiss me,
And your smile embraces
With an alluring attraction.
| ||Life in the Machine|
I sat up on the edge
Of bed blinking
With bleary eyes
In the darkness of
An early morning as
I rubbed my stubbled face
| ||Coyote Whisperer|
In a moment of absolute abandon...
warmth from the sun's first rays
caress bare skin
| ||A Cripple's Tale|
The female version of Quasi Modo lurched - Through the store's doorway with her two rubber tipped canes - People glance her way - And avert their Eyes within Closed Expressions - Cripples are difficult to Behold
| ||Camera Hungry|
Laying on hard bedding
With examination covers spread
With wrinkle creases
Zagging from left to right
Looking like the arm of a corpse.