ANNA FERRIERO
Albatross
On a hammock of
sweaty sand
solitary
at the end of the
summer
from India its scent
shy, wandering
announces new stars
for that stormy soul.
Moon feet
among the marine
fireflies
call of a goddess
without sun in appearance
wisdom inks
in verses of
waterfalls ...
Of sweaty sand
just before autumn
lumiose inks
eternal youth
Lunar Salinity
New West
on this summer
evening
he is opening his
wings
on the eternal city
who sings love
of his first kiss.
Reflected in the
heart
his song is a star
suddenly showing
the scent of the
border
of new salinity
flooded with impact
from the autumn
inibite
Mixed Chrysalides
I love sunsets
of summer evenings
of faraway looks
tender hugs.
I love sunsets
of night dawns
where traces of life
they hatch in flight.
I love the faded sun,
a now blackened city
on the eternal
horizon, cascades of birds
transpires Mosque
but a church appears.
east and west
from twilight
together
summer evenings
Fearless
Secretly. Lovers.
Of my perfect rank
of dreams and much
love
a legend is hidden,
ancient and a bit haunted
stopped in the heart
of the moon in the
middle of the night.
Stealing those looks
timid, defenseless
they are free to love
finally
this night
with courage and so
much ardor.
No more separate
stars
from the ancient full
moon
new pulsating souls
on the border with
the East: what a thrill!
But time is quite
short
from the beginning of
the sunset until dawn
just before the light
the show revives, devotional
prophecy:
Boreal Crown
(Chinese
Valentine's Day, the most famous of the five festivals, also called the 7th
night Festival)
Lord Bird
Rebel and traitor
with his hermetic
eyes
harmless
it is cursed by
mortals,
fugitives to his
signal.
Of death and
pestilence
of loves it is
intolerant
late at night, in the
frost
great
he is the lord of
Arizona.
Between Egyptians and
Persians
it is the moon of
death
who wanders with an
ax
to the sea of Nigeria
looking for welcome,
breathless
in the form of an Apache.
Pendants and drums
they honor the great
chief
between dances and
long verses
it blesses his
followers,
the poets of the
night
ANNA FERRIERO
ANNA FERRIERO: Anna was born in Pollena Trocchia, a small town in
the province of Naples, Italy. Anna is a Reiki master. She studies European
languages at the University. She is registered with the Oriental of Naples. She
has published two poetic collections (Magic of Love – Punto, Oltre l’Orizzinte)
and two stories (The Crypt of Desires – Shadows in the Mirror). She has won
several National and International Awards and she is present in many National and International
magazines, radios, online newspapers, reviews. She writes for several Italian,
national and international newspapers and magazines. Her works have been
translated into Croatian, Serbian, English, Bosnian, Chinese, Palestinian
Arabic, Egyptian Arabic, Syrian Arabic, Hindi, Spanish, Albanian, Hungarian,
Turkish, Swedish, Norwegian, Slovenian, Russian and Romanian languages. Mbizo
Chrasha, an African poet, described Anna's verses: ANNA FERRIERO is a brilliant
poet of international fame. His poetry is candlelight for the body of his
audience. The lines have a sparkling rhythm like a musical ensemble of guitars,
tamborines and drums. The sound of his verses are waves of a powerful sea and
sometimes they become soft like the flowing tenors of a great river. reason is
abundant and verbal dexterity is conservative while maintaining its literary
ability. His poetry is written in so many languages. A very talented human
being. In September 2019 you became an official member of WWW - World National
Writer’s Union - MEMBER OF THE WORLD UNION OF THE WRITERS OF THE NATIONAL
KARZAKHSTAN delivered by the great poet Muhammad Shanazar
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