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

“BURNING FLAME”

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It is the dawn of the New Year.

The fire of another day flames.

Another day, another year, another pain;

Another rainy tears!

But the cold night will find me;

When with the internal pain,

I will reach the internal peace!

rain

My soul’s mad enemy,

Wash with rain water,

My rainy tears in another dawn!

And all the dawns day after day,

Light up the flame of another day!! …

canle

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!"

3 thoughts on ““BURNING FLAME”

  1. Beautiful, beautiful poetry.

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