Ellie belfiglio

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


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From the morning sun, radiating the light;

Comes undone my bed that I unravel at night!

Memories of whispers, now silent.

A lost murmuring of laughter and content!

When the eyes sparkle in dewy rose,

The spirit of misty mountain flows!

Like you, they still hover around;

And call your name without a sound.

I want back the part you stole.

You smile bright, glowed like coal!

You left but still hounding!

In my head, you’re painful and pounding!

I still hear your footsteps in my room,

With your false promises, you add to my gloom!

I was blinded by a brilliant sunlight;

And didn’t see you evaporated into night!

Were you  ghost with secrets concealed?

I didn’t know your thoughts, you never revealed!

Dreams of you taking their toll!

Do ghosts die or just haunt your soul? …






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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