Ellie belfiglio

When I hear this sound that awakens me, intimidating its way into my cloistered night, I write…


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“PAINTING RAINBOWS”

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The harsh voices

And broken plates

Are a cacophony

Of misunderstanding and pain

But the girl no longer hears them

She is busy painting rainbows

And clouds with silver linings

In the corner of her mind

That refuses to believe

That love can fade

As simply as the stars appear

In the light of day!! …

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Ellie

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“FUSING AS ONE”

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Without thought is so easy.

Single syllable words- three of them!

Like a nuclear meltdown, my brain ceases to function.

Feeling alien in nature consume my being;

Throwing me into cosmic sphere.

This unnatural blend of excitement and fear,

Leaves me with a melancholy sadness.

What dreadful meaning lurks behind these words?

Causing this menacing havoc within me.

Leaving my very existence threatened.

In calm, I let my mind wonder to the image of your face!

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Our eyes lock fusing us together as one.

Flesh awakening with a touch- electrifying.

Senses take over where words are forgotten!

Now, while we are apart and I try to command-

My lips to say the words, I am mute!

Why?

Do I fear the words will tumble clumsily from my mouth,

That I will be soared for my lack of eloquence!

Or perhaps words will erase the luminescence of this force between us?

Dare I chance?? …

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Ellie

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“MAGNIFICENT PANOPLY”

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Who would hold one night in deep regard,

Should climb a balsam scented trail?

And make a bed of pine boughs at its ending;

And watch the curling of the campfire smoke,

Straight up in the TRAFFIC OF STARS;

Should know the ageless stillness of a mountain night;

To feel a oneness with furry things-

That roam soft footed close beside,

To watch a swift light cloud so close above…

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We reach to touch it with our fingertips.

To scan a sky inhabited by stars;

With mind conjecturing!

A star falls here, another there…

We lose the counting of them finally.

To watch and wait for what time’s calendar will stage this night.

For learned man, this frenzied game-

Of searching out the stuff of stars…

How many million light years from the sun?

For us it is enough… Just now…

To feel included in this magnificent panoply!! …

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Ellie

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“COBBLED STREETS”

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… Foredoomed walked cobbled streets

Rubbing off on passers spreading ill blood.

Locking arms with old strangers’, their humn

Of hate faintly creeps through Chapel Doors

Melting the noble Priests GOLDEN CURCIFIX

Closing the innocent child’s eyes to the

Drop of blood. Spelt!

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… Even song falls making no sound

Young maiden doest thou shudder

Belle Tourney unadorned with spite

Passion fills thy veins!

… “Impunity?!” Laughs carnage; none is!

There here- Saints lose faith, shrink from hope.

Compassion on enchantment of misdoubt

Carried in letters of relic engravers.

… Old hag doest thou cry out!?

Death fills thy veins

Relic is thy hope!! …

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Ellie

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“THE ME IN ME”

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… “Who are you?” A friend once asked.

As sad as I was, I had no reply,

Because THE ME IN ME was afraid to

Discover the ME IN ME that refused

To be…

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… “Who am I? ” Ask the ones who probably know best!

Mom, because she “RAISED” me;

Dad, because he “MADE” me;

Husband, because he “CHANGED” me…

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… I am a mother- yes- absolutely, all consuming,

Unequivocally, so fulfilled, but incomplete in that

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… “WHO AM I?” As sad as it is, I have

No reply, because theĀ ME IN ME is still

Afraid to discover the ME IN ME that

Doesn’t know how to be free!! …

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Ellie

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“BOUT THE TREES, THE MOON?”

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… The sun shines on your lively face,

Reflecting all your warmth, your grace.

You smile at me, what do you think,

As I wave from our kitchen sink?

… Do you hope I’ll come out soon,

To tell you, “Bout the trees, the moon?

“A stick for me? A stone, too?

“What a surprise, how nice of you!”

… You’ve gone again, birds flew by,

There will be more, my sons, don’t cry!

Our worlds will never seem too cold!

Within smiles like your, my grown up sons!! …

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FOR MY SONS…

Ellie

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“THE ALIEN”

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… Must I walk with aimless feet,

Remain unknown to all I meet…?

Is there no place in this land,

When I can touch another hand…?

… Thoughts and dreams, ideas all sublime

Tip- toe, yet my unresistant mind!

Like nuns with little candles,

Learning blue and aching tracts of brain- sparks.

With their rough, unfinished sandals…

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… I am all the poets and musicians,

To whom no one ever stops and listens…

Am a multitude of balladeers,

Singing songs that no one hears…

I am an artist’s subtle charcoal live-

Destroyed by an unperceptive time…

… But still I walk with aimless feet,

Remain unknown to all I meet;

For there is no place within this land,

Where I can touch another hand!! …

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Ellie

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