Sharing with friends the publication of my poem “I had a Dream”, on March 18th, 2025, in the Literary Journal “Feed the Holy”. Many thanks to the dear editor Barbara Leonhard.
https://feedthehol.blogspot.com/2025/03/i-had-dream-by-edilson-ferreira.ht
Sharing with friends the publication of my poem “A Risky Journey”, today published in the Indian Literary Journal “The Wise Owl”, its “Daily Verse”. Many thanks to the dear Editor Dr. Rachna Singh.
I am aware I am part of a great brotherhood,
the brotherhood of the human race.
I know many of us do not consider ourselves brothers,
and also know they make a point of showing this.
It seems such people think they created themselves
on their own, and are separate beings, not having
to report to anything or anyone.
By chance of fate, or by the route they have taken,
they missed appropriate parents and teachers
for their upbringing, or, even worse, if they had,
were neither heard nor recognized.
I believe God attributes different gifts to each one,
and uses us to fulfill the common mission, that is
to live and let live, loving and respecting everyone,
as an indivisible group.
Unfortunately, some lack the right conscience, those
who are in fact disciples of evil, that permeates us.
But they are also in the Creator’s Plan, and,
when a strong cry for justice arises, they are used,
by firm divine mandate, as legitimate Avengers.
Lord of justice, God knows and sees everything,
and, in truth, sometimes, does not shy away from
forgiveness and kindness.
We must believe we are part of a greater plan,
and need to show our best on this journey,
the return to the sixth day of that Saint Week
of the Divine Creation.
This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©
Sharing with friends my five poems “A Forgotten Christ”, “The World I dare to dream”, “Could Anyone ever understand?, “Night”, and “Along the Trails of Life”, published on 24th January 2025 in the English Literary Review “Lothlorien Poetry Journal”. Many thanks to the dear editor Strider Marcus Jones. http://www.lothlorienpoetryjournal.blogspot.com
Sharing with friends my two poems “Stumbles, Pitfalls, and Spells” and “Fears, Feelings, Desires”, published in the January 2025 issue of “Triggerfish Critical Review”. Many thanks to the dear editor David Mehler and those who reviewed my poems.
Suddenly, on any given day, walking up the sidewalks
became more difficult, it seemed they were higher;
the noise of children and teenagers became louder,
it started to bother you;
your children have passed the line of youth
and you see them as middle-aged people,
almost elderly;
that book or movie everyone recommended to you,
and after fifteen minutes of reading or watching it,
you get bored because you have already guessed
the ending it is proposing;
you have become different, more reserved, quieter,
looking suspiciously at everyone around you,
even old friends;
also, that young and beautiful woman,
you never fail to notice and you see
with eyes of rapture and admiration,
even desire, and she withdraws
and does not reciprocate;
then you ask yourself – do people think I have stopped
loving what is beautiful in this world?
despite everything, you maintain your vigor and fullness,
which they seem to ignore, so you have to learn to live
with a new status that has been granted to you;
allowing them not to know or suspect that your youth was
much happier than theirs, and that they will never have
one like it, because time and the wind took it away,
and it is hidden, forever and ever.
Published in The Wise Owl, May 2025 issue.
This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©
Do not be afraid to judge the wicked, the dishonest,
and the criminal, mainly those who dress himself
in sheep’s clothing, dissemble and confront us daily,
without shame or remorse.
Have the courage to unmask them, for your good
and that of your fellow ones.
Become a Witness, Prosecutor, and Judge,
meet as a Jury with yourself, do not give a voice
to any defense, and, with pure and proud a heart,
that of a righteous man, proclaim him guilty.
Leave the execution of the sentence to the Creator,
who, we know, sees and hears everything.
To Him belongs divine mercy and forgiveness,
both for the one you condemned and for you,
who, filled with greatness, but sad and unhappy,
acted to bring justice, seeing the weakness of good
and the pride of evil.
This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©
Sharing with friends my poem ‘Fallen into Oblivion’, just published in the Literary Review ‘Well Read’, its November 2024 issue. Many thanks to the dear editor Many Haynes.
https://issuu.com/wellreadmagazine/docs/november_2024_magazine/s/60145107
I have always lived with my brothers of race,
every day, night, month, and seasons of the year,
with words, hugs, slaps, and kisses.
The diversity I have encountered has been so great,
in true, among them, I have improved my qualities,
but, with some, have needed to sharpen my claws,
sometimes necessary in self-defense, threatening
and dangerous as they have become.
I have wet the road with tears and sweat,
have always looked to the horizon with joy
and fearlessness, sometimes with doubt and distrust.
I have fought the good fight, and, coherent to the human
that lives within me, have reaped victories and defeats,
without rancor or hatred, have lived and let live.
May this walk be a preview of a future one,
that lies before me,
which faces me as an incognito.
However, the greatest of all incognito is what
we are living with since we are born into this world,
to which, as far as I know, have had no warning
or prior preparation, even any consent.
We are, in truth, nothing more than a tribe or nation,
launched into the adventure of a universe under construction,
not more than a part, nor even its main one.
This poem and all others at this blog, authored by Edilson Afonso Ferreira ©
Sharing with friends the publication of my poem ‘Hidden into Oblivion’ in the Munia Edition, October 2024 of the Indian Literary Review ‘The Wise Owl’. Many thanks to the dear editor Dr Rachne Singh.
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