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


	We Stand Alone by Nikos Laios A flock of geese Fly under a grey sky, The fields are damp, The streets are wet.
	The painted birds by Abigail George 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 by George Cassidy Payne Before the finned dinosaurs of the Icy emptiness

	All In Good Time by Saloni Kaul A garland of dry leaves When flowers are out of season Confers what little else then can.
	Compromise by Bohdan Yuri Next to my surprise did I realize, life is best served in compromise,
	After the Tear Gas by George Cassidy Payne and joyful taunts of revolution, the fall of every infant sparrow is evolving as a eulogy
	At The Cafe by Jan Sand 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) by Michael Lee Johnson 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.
	The Thing I Found Remaining Was a Brand New Day by Osy Mizpah Unuevho You are good, not everybody, at picking dates to visit; at dropping visions in my sleep. Under the sun, my fears listen to know if the coast is clear;
	Missing Feeding of the Birds (V3) by Michael Lee Johnson Keeping my daily journal diary short these sweet bird sounds lost- reviews January through March. Joy a dig deep snow on top of my sorrows.
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