Ellie belfiglio

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





… There are many kinds of love,

Granted from heaven above!

Yet the night was filled with fright,

Even took his sight;

Then moved him to fright,

For a thing that might-

Make him know what was right!

He never forgot the plight-

Plight of lies that came to bite!

The painted white-

Of obstructing birds’ fight,

While veins squeezed tight,

Where was the eyes’ light,

Shining bright!

Transcending the spite?

Slowly clock ticks, he awkwardly tries-

To see the distance between his hands and her tighs.

But suddenly he acts nervous,

Asking her what is the purpose?

To hide a desire freely known!

He reaches for a drink, she for a stone!!

… Lives come and go with a blink of stone’s many years;

And how we can bundle together so many fears?

As though we act according to our mind’s desire,

Which always lead us into infernal fire…


… Love is kind-

Also blind-

But never mind-

It is hard to find-

We don’t look behind-

It is time to unwind-

Not in a straight line-

But walk to a corner divine!

As we say, “The time is mine.”-

We tie the vine-

And sip the wine-

What a taste, so fine-

Almost divine-

That wind blows benign-

Which finally sends her a sign-

To tell him, “I am yours, you are mine!” !! …






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!"

10 thoughts on ““EROS, THE GREEK GOD”

  1. Amazing artwork and words. Thank you.

  2. Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
    Myth and tale. My favorite. Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.

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