Ellie belfiglio

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


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“RAINBOW PATH”

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… Innocence! The wondrous days

Amble on so softly

Through the trees, wind rustles

And so suddenly they are gone!

… Days and ways, so carefree

Beside the road of time lie

Where youth coasted down, the hills

Begin to climb, must now!

… On a rainbow path, as a chameleon 

Is ever changing, so life!

Passing through the prism of life

With spectrum re-arranging!

… Upon the shore, the waves that roll

Will surely roll away

Upon the tides that sand that rides

Dreams often swept astray!

… Glow brightly the lights of home

As our steps grow short and slow!

At the innocence, we wonder

So long ago of those days!! …

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“INTERSECTION”

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… That spring day I looked at the only way-

In the mirror on the wall which reflected a brawl!

Spring gave my face green image of grace,

But my soul did not know how I was alone!

… I could no more like many times before-

Hear street sound or singing bird around;

Or listen to children’s play in their noisy way!

No more I could stand the wailing wind –

In my sleep, the deepest moment I should keep,

Wind broke through the walls of my patient trust and all!

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… All that day I gazed to my eyes with dismay.

They were worried, afraid, but denying my dread.

They took their fright into the eyelid with delight.

Among those safe lines, they hid from all sunshines!

Doesn’t this spiral way to somewhere gray-

Reach to the end or intersection  with a friend?

I must, must know at the top of this row,

There is a disturbed light that may invite-

The hesitant me to its lighted home of glee!

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… I could no more carry my sadness to the door!

That spring had crept, it watched the depth-

Of my sadness which might end to madness,

Knowing my soul it covered, my patient soul that suffered.

… That day of spring, that green image sang.

At my door, where my soul soared:

“You did not think, you just did sink!” !! …

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“INTRINSIC PART OF WIND”

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So amazed! a lily clings to the shear,

Looking out over horse tailed surf, slide the cliff!

Driven by the wind, the light drizzle.

Watching the clouds race by, a young woman’s face.

Her weary eyes, droplets sooth as rivulet of tears,

In reddened eyes, find their source!

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… A lonely place, this always was.

A place when a young woman could care;

By the wilderness of nature, to sit surrounded-

To dream of future lies beyond the horizon,

Of what might have been to dream!!…

… She left instinctively that absent friend-

A place where she felt wasn’t really gone!

Soaring with clouds, forever spirits.

Surf and bejeweled an intrinsic part of wind;

Dewdrops on the harsh spines of the Mar-ram grass!! …

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“CHILDHOOD LOVE”

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They were in love, in love with morning star!

In love with rainy days!

In love with wandering clouds.

In love with ambiguous crowd…

… In the eyes of days, they crawl-

Towards the faded walls!

The dead, dying, and living lay,

They were dear to someone some day!

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The dream of vain, sleeplessness in abyss,

Dream of their loneliness in their bliss!

They’ve been daring, feeble and brave!

Faces soon be covered by the dust of grave.

Towards the direction of faded walls,

They were wounded by bullets, pains or brawls.

They wear a smile on their pale faces.

The hesitant shadow of their childhood grace!! …

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“FURY”

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… Along the indigo blue of sky

Gone

Memories of yesterday!

Into the rage of blind bird in fly

Vanished

The animal roar of dismay;

And what is called dread!

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… The heaven, the moon, the sun

Gone!

Stories, myths, odes, embraces

Vanished!

Aging, absences

What is called FURY!

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… In the company of old

Graceful

Was the proper adjective for pride.

Directness swept horizon of gold

With grace!

The coherency of speech satisfied

Even the common!

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… Unmovable forces began

Trust!

With wrench and pang

The inevitable journey began

Realization!

The seductive sea of freedom sang

Of trust!! …

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Ellie

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“GAME OF HUMANITY”

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… The sound of toxic stream

product of a deadly scheme…

… Acidic rain, to search for it

the endless tears of nature’s pain!

… Flesh on the sand, decomposing

with suicidal whales demand!

… Endangered the ancient predators of the sea

They’ve angered thousands upon thousands families.

… One of these days, the game of humanity

Shall kill mother earth, then the innocents pay!! …

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“VOICELESS MOUTH”

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Night and silent fiction

Full and gloomy with abstraction

Miles and miles and forever alive

Sombre and thick, always thrive!

The growing man, the aging woman

The weary life, minds full of plan

Big empty roads with frost

Sunset that fades, dawn we can’t trust!

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Sky so eternal, but sometime full of offense

Showing aging woman noting but suspense.

Youth had flamed like a wild thing

It had bloomed like a rose of spring.

The wasted youth, its harsh blow!

Now I hum, I hum with fright

With voiceless mouth in this dusky night!! …

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Ellie

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