Ellie belfiglio

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


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A gloomy light forces through the window.

Today, sun doesn’t have any glow.

Back here, all alone, feeling lonely.

Being tired and old, I remember the show!

The reflection of images in frames gleam in the glass.

They are all I have left! Did you know?


Cold is behind the door, chill inside my heart!

Wind howls, trees move, living is a blow…

The obscure clouds are the light of my room.

Blood in my veins stops to flow.

I desire the shining sun warms my skin;

Or walk on the sand, see the rainbow!


Ecstasy is an unrivaled sensation.

Bliss, I miss, I had it a long time ago!

Nightmares possess my entity.

My broken soul suffers the woe!

Here I am at the end of the road;

Being just a ball to throw!! ...
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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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