Anna Ferriero’s Three Poems

YAKAMOZ

New inspiration, inundates

my life without brakes

moon perfumes, rising, in silence

they joke gracefully, enthusiastically

one hour before sunset

when the sea shows up

with silence and a great expectation

everything in blue is redecorated.

The show begins

it’s party time

gold, blue and turquoise

by seagulls by the sea

between Asia and a bit of Europe

they are reflected on the border, in harmony

giving a new dream, world hope

an exceptional journey, a natural aquarium

living every time, with love love

which is still deep

tapping to the east

the reflection of the moon, a new sparkling note

when only the full moon

in the orchestra it succeeds in dancing

 

 

THE INFINITE STILL EXISTING

He was born in Recanati

in the sober, sober village

a little past

with the scent of lavender

and goodness of a sparrow.

In the loving period

the light of life

but that ironic and oppressed cult

He transformed your joy

in eternal pessimism.

The aroma of the print

He saved your soul in prison

that your Giordani too

he asked you to translate

and to find out how painters

but you have changed phase

singing much elsewhere

over the horizon

affirming in your traits:

“To express my world

I need my verses

no more than that prose “.

Your big closure

he made you work hard

but the family environment

maybe he trained you

and also crowned.

You, sweet little sparrow

only for the fields

you sang your Silvia

sweet and without deception

your sweet caress.

From silence and then at sunset

memories of a village

on the day of that party

where infinity begins

This poem is dedicated to the great Italian poet Giacomo Leopardi

 

SIDDHARTHA

In the heart of Nepal

left a message,

you of a common man

your great Destiny

your hard Path.

In Wealth and money

you have lived your life

women and beauty

your heart have

kidnapped, them.

 

For the sake of a sheet

a villa he made you

your unhappy Father

he gave you a wife.

One evening suddenly

your verdict Balance

began the ascent

of Mudras and Gems.

Siddhartha Your Name

you have given your heart

for that great courage

you have awakened

 

Poet Anna Ferriero, 

Italy

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