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 | Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
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| | | | | |  But, Oh, Life Is Precious ! by Leah Sellers
Yes, yes...Oh, Life Is Precious - That Fetus in your Womb is Precious...so Precious - But if It is Born Gay or for whatever Reasons - Chooses to be Gay - Humanity will Individually and Socially | | | |  The Lady in the Red Hat, and Some Others by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
"What a strange thing! to be alive beneath cherry blossoms." - Kobayashi Issa | | | |  Love of my life by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
"Given the choice between the experience of pain and nothing, I would choose pain."Â - William Faulkner | |
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| | |  Shied by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
Out there, out on the expanse there were the trotting wolves. - Who they were following I could not see. - But weren't they deliberate, moving ahead with mouths closed? - I shied and hid, and they did not notice me. | | | |  Boojim by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
"They look just like character actors, Aunt Gracie," said Little Bones. - "They carry their whole history on their outsides," I corrected, in the knowledge that age uglifies. | | | |  Children of the World by David Sparenberg
In Japan - there is a beautiful girl child - more lovely than a dream - who will grow up in the shadow - of the nightmare of Hiroshima. | | | |  Vincent's Journey by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
Vincent was everyone's favourite suicide, and that the poem relies on Heideggerian verbiage to bring out what was happening to van Gogh, half tongue in cheek, because Heidegger's verbiage. | | | |  Who Rules by Bohdan Yuri
It's not who rules, - But what rules. - The names and faces change, - Impostors just the same. | | | |  Thief of Time by Mirella Ionta
The poet contemplates the effects of Jesus' passion on the measurement of time. She reflects on her own life, before this serious contemplation and embracing of Western history's most important event, and how her own concept of time changes after this s | | | |  Singing from the Groin by Dr. Lawrence Nannery
"I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, between the shadow and the soul." ― Pablo Neruda | | | prev | | next | | |
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