Ellie belfiglio

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

“THE SPARK IN DARKNESS”

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… Since I have detached from my root

Solace has become a spoiled fruit.

I search adventure in pain

Then I withdrew of my own blooming chain…

… Since the yellowish sun rays over waves

Have faded away and the billow raves

Pain has raised me for years…

… Thirsty plants were drowned in water

When my uproarious soul caught in clutter!

Thinking of years, how they have passed!

… When the autumn filled the world with mist

The glimmer changed colors in strange twist.

My blood turned inward with anguish!

… And then it came you calling me to a different path.

You were a friend with so much wrath.

And I broke my silence, we mingled.

… The exalted night gave us magic, became short.

Our sights lost ambiguity of that sort.

And sun’s colors were unveiled…

… Like an old, forgotten song, I became afraid.

My body of woe carried sorrow and wondered.

And you took a glimpse into obscurities of my eyes.

… You wanted me in the path, but all was dark.

Every night I grieved if the day would have spark!

And when the day came to my view, I yearned the night!! ...
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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!"

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