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Poetry

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

 
 SpidersSpiders by Bohdan Yuri
Spiders on the crawl send shivers to us all.
 
 Blake UpdateBlake Update by Jan Sand
Tiger, tiger, burning bright Liked a striped electric light, What cosmic electrician Switched you into your ignition?
 
 HAPPY B-DAY USAHAPPY B-DAY USA by David Sparenberg
I love my children. I love my grandchildren. And have deep concern for the youth of the Earth.
 
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 The morning sun in the gardenThe morning sun in the garden by Abigail George
'You have a sadness about you.' Somebody said that to me once When I was young and brave.
 
 Nature's Symphony Nature's Symphony by Nikos Laios
I sat on my balcony Painting a new artwork, And the sky was glowing With a soft diffusing orange, And the light fell on the landscape Painting it with a warm colour.
 
 Have You Seen My Integrity?Have You Seen My Integrity? by George Cassidy Payne
It was wearing a crimson fedora and a gun metal black v neck t-shirt
 
 Alexandra David-Neel (V2)Alexandra David-Neel (V2) by Michael Lee Johnson
She edits her life from a room made dark against a desert dropping summer sun. A daring traveling Parisian adventurer,
 
 If ThenIf Then by Jan Sand
This or that can be something of a smear When definitions are not clear. Midnight may erase a day, but time does not pause, Nor the previous disappear.
 
 My grey shadowMy grey shadow by Bohdan Yuri
Next to me is my grey shadow the one that falls into a shade and holds a candle when it rains.
 
 Once again turned back Once again turned back by Amir Khatib
Once again my eyes go to that place; To a square mark the sides of the heart, Measured by a closed eye, (I used to grope the walls of the houses and ran with my eyes closed until I reached...
 
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