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Poetry

Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.

 
 SerendipitousSerendipitous by Jan Sand
I breathe, I smile, I walk a mile, I cook, I look, I sit a while. Lots of things that can be done, Can be a nuisance, can be fun, But, professional, these are none.
 
 To PoemTo Poem by David Sparenberg
Seldom do I dream; often do I poem. I have pondered this: Why?
 
 Burnt SkyBurnt Sky by Nikos Laios
In the heat of the day they suffer, The sky is glowing orange like hell And they huddle on a beach
 
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 Haphazard Revolutionaries Seek Leader Haphazard Revolutionaries Seek Leader by Saloni Kaul
As though at the behest of some primeval thinking force, A distant sun's haze is astonishingly there agleam , Vying with these shapechanging clouds for form
 
 Restless Hawk (V2)Restless Hawk (V2) by Michael Lee Johnson
The angels of wings are always in flight be the devil or archangel Michael.
 
 The aftermath of lonelinessThe aftermath of loneliness by Abigail George
I want you to bring me to life, bring me flowers, I have become nothing. In the station of the metro, girls are being woken up by kisses. A kiss has the power to
 
 Letter From The Warmer RegionsLetter From The Warmer Regions by Jan Sand
This guy in the other pit. He's got a better demon than me. His can taunt with a sharper wit. Mine's mind is weak, I must admit.
 
 Set asideSet aside by Bohdan Yuri
Harbor not some old remorse, most left unfolded, harshly cast behind some unconscious holding, not those distant tales of long lost yearnings
 
 Goddess Goddess by Nikos Laios
Sing goddess, Dance with me; Sing to me Of soldiers lost And won; Of sailors tossed And spun.
 
 The ghost fadesThe ghost fades by Abigail George
I miss you. I don't miss you. I miss you. I really don't care if you care, I don't miss you. Your head is Muir and full of devil-may-care girls, with fluff for hair, and who smell like you're shielding
 
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