Ellie belfiglio

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

“AUTUMN’S GLORIOUS DAYS”

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… September comes calling

It is sunny, amber haze

My weak heart is trembling

To see the hills ablaze…

… The songs, they are singing there

Are shiny, gold and bright

Musical notes that harmonize

So faraway, into the night…

… Scarlet leaves, kisses blown

Across the meadows sweet and fair

A music to the ears

Whenever I go to meet them there…

… September’s song is ever singing

When I close my eyes to sleep

To visit heavenly soul’s high

Moonlit thoughts are running deep…

… Leafy necklace of red and gold

Are bestowed in autumn’s glorious days

Upon the mountains, flicker bright

Within my soul… sings many ways!! …

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Ellie

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Author: elliebelfiglio

I am a professor, a poet, an author, and an immigrant. I am the survival of many political and economical hardship. As a political immigrant, it took me a long time to master the English language and to come to terms that I can never see my family again. "THE PARTING FROM MY FAMILY WAS THE BEGINNING OF A FRIENDSHIP THAN THE END OF OUR FRIDAYS!" My autobiography, "THE RAIN STOPS IN TEXAS" was published in 1997 by Eakin Press. It can be found in Amazon. As Ernest Hemingway says, write about something you know, most of my novels are about cultural difference of the old and new and American style of living compare to my home country. My poetry are in all forms. I write as they come to me. My first draft is always my last draft. "THIS IS MY WORLD, WELCOME!" "THANK YOU FOR BEING HERE!"

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