Ellie belfiglio

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


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… Is the day done and night is near?

Is it time to close my eyes do dreams appear?

How I wish to hold my teddy bear!

But it is my thought that I keep and share!

… They say the beauty is always there.

But to me it is unknown and rare.

My love always comes from my touch;

For I know well the loneliness and such!


… People say I am just more than a woman.

I give, but never receive, there is a ban.

My life is the water that ooze;

A life not simply worth living for misuse!!

… I truly want one day to walk away,

As if I am dead in this life of gray.

Oh, God what will be if I am gone?

Never wake up again, fly out to none!! …





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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