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


	Perfect Day by Nikos Laios Do you think That when nails Are driven into The feet and Laughter drips Like blood and scorn That it matters?
	My Ego by George Cassidy Payne smells like roasting Bull Nose peppers, and tastes like Daffodils in Prague.
	Bucolic Paradise by Nikos Laios The golden field Shimmered in the Swirling breeze Like a wave as Dandelion spores Floated like Delicate angels

	So by Bohdan Yuri So, ... there was a war. your great grandfathers
	Yo Ho Ho And A Bottle Of Rum by The Ovi Team Fifteen men on a dead man's chest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum, Drink and the devil had done for the rest, Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum... September 19th, talk like a pirate day.
	Teachings of an old painter by Amir Khatib We don't paint to get a star back, We capture it on paper and the interpretation of jurists. Rather, let us read the divination of the days in the intersecting and parallel lines that do not meet.
	Informational Intent by Jan Sand There are these thoughts Of genes and memes that posses Desires of their own, That inspire, examine to inquire With an intellect to collect that uses us And not we of them.
	Echoes by Dr. Lawrence Nannery Radio bigmouth, and out of that horn that song. Back when everything I was was longing this song exposed it all.
	In the night by David Sparenberg restlessly a man could not sleep -the woman's voice
	Beautiful Words by Nikos Laios The pages Of a poetry Book flap open In the breeze on a table, And the heat of the Day melts on my forehead
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