Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
| ||The painted birds |
I'm helpless. She knows this and tells me
to forget this place of weeping and change.
She's an afternoon shadow. A crack in the
wall. A crack in the system.
| ||Frederick Sound|
Before the finned
dinosaurs of the Icy
| ||All In Good Time|
A garland of dry leaves
When flowers are out of season
Confers what little else then can.
Next to my surprise did I realize,
life is best served in compromise,
| ||After the Tear Gas|
and joyful taunts
of revolution, the fall
of every infant sparrow
is evolving as a eulogy
| ||At The Cafe|
At small gobbletime I squatted in clocklight
To glancegrab streetwheel swifties and stumblebys.
Skyfog chunks ambled in the blue, allwhite,
While chirpers quietchopped with whistletries.
| ||Tequila (V5)|
Single life is Tequila with a slice of lime,
Shots offered my traveling strangers.
Play them all deal them jacks, some diamonds
then spades, hold back aces play hardball,
mock the jokers.