Poetry There are a number of poets among the Ovi team, so we have gathered the together here.
| ||Slow hands finding the car keys|
The subtle signs of
the personality I had
once as a youth are
| ||John Sand, Born Drelich, 1890-1973|
My father took a while to die.
I spent six months with him to see
If I could help him through his misery.
| ||Nine Circles |
Bathed in red
In the dark night,
And a million desolate
| ||When time expires|
Our journey wanders in lost shadows,
Seeking dreams of ancient hallows.
| ||You're good at those things|
Rapture is the son of Johannesburg.
The same way that Prague is
now the adopted hometown
of my sister. He did not love
me. In return, I did not love him.
| ||The jester rests|
Tell them never ever let her test me
She sees me cheer her
Then she grew perverted
Extended her yells ever deeper
| ||Zen Garden|
Within discipline to become: