Ellie belfiglio

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

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Ellie belfiglio

12227637_990687881008175_3579343087616857546_n… Body of sunshine with grace!

Color of morning glory is like sunset.

A lonely tree in a vast gray-

Remains thirsty in its dusty way!

… From azure sky, a sudden light-

Escape to far horizon.

A realm that red rose of past-

Now pours light like rainfall of desire!!

rain… Night comes, opens its bosom;

Holds life tight in his arms while passing by!

In all alleys, wind runs,

On rooftops, darkness and wind collide!

… To a silent lullaby, cities sleep!

On the roof of night, stars shine.

Slowly, slowly the moon’s wine,

Pours into the glass, clear or red!

puddle-raindrops-color-rain-cute-favim-com-465698… A cosmic sphere, a cloud of midnight,

Appears to attach moon to stars!

On an old oak tree, birds laugh and play.

Poets on this stupefying site cry!

… In the bosom of this old night-

You, the hope of hopeless,

You, with shining eyes,


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Your tender touch across a mile;

Forgotten romance was always your style!

Memories of past have traced;

Painful tears of our hearts to be graced.

Shores so different in our absent sea,

Like a star which disappeared from you and me!


Fruits ripened, but they were out of reach;

In outer space we were lost, didn’t know which.

You had a smile, it was perfect on your face.

You were biting on your fruit with grace!

Man and woman mingled, they conceived.

Children were born with love that we believed!


We insisted knowing about the truth;

About our endless pain or youth!

Darkness fell throughout the night;

The velvety night’s stroke, drunken delight!

Stars in sky, so close, so fused, as if one!

They stayed in that velvety night until dawn of sun.

Not in our control, our lives revolve!

Like when seasons change and they evolve!! …




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… You came to my life

Like a whisper of the wind!

Not really with an end

And seemingly ascend…

… You breathed into my face

A touch of coolness!

Then no concept was there

To savor you with dare…

… Momentous air as a breeze

The heat of desert you did seize.

I felt your kisses

And saw your journeyed away from me!


… Now your warm air flows

Over this body of mine!

Preparing my place

A unity with grace!

… When the tempest is finally known

I’ll bring a blessed calm!

My wind, I will remember you

And know your wondrous balm is true!! …



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Ellie belfiglio

rain… So many delicious smells, rain, grass

Rain washed branches, took off their dirt.

Clouds are white in blue sky.

The weeping willow’s leaves hang low.

The tulip’s perfume, the wind’s howl;

Bluejay happily sings in my ear!

Slowly, slowly, spring is arriving!

Oh, lucky you, welcoming the green!

12234924_989026014507695_8079484744825262499_n… Oh, lucky you, the field!

Oh, lucky you, the seeds of grass!

Oh, lucky you, the buds with bloom!

Oh, lucky you, the baby tulips!

Oh, lucky you, the tall glass of wine!

Oh, lucky you, sun’s kisses on my lips!

1252109146571_f…Oh, my heart, what life cost?

You don’t wear colorful dress anymore!

You don’t drink red wine I pour;

Sweet or green food are not on your table!

Now your wine glass looks pale!

Your green food is lost!

do-drops-desire-wpress1… How sad that you don’t dance with breeze.

We don’t get drunk with sun!

We don’t make love with…

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In our home’s entrance, in the open space

A mother is sitting, light glows on her face.

Days after days, nights in the center

She opens the door for night to enter.

Provoked by her soul, veins of her sound

Never open a laughter ever profound!

She sees beneath the ruins of night

A dynasty is disillusioned in light.

With no sun, the happiness is her day!

The revolution of night is filled with pray!

She renews a thousand of hidden woe.

But when she downcasts her eyes low

To her self shadow, who doesn’t speak

She smiles, and remains unique.

Far from our eyes in a time unfounded

Her self shadow and she remain astounded!! ...
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From an open window

With lace, white curtain

I see the birds.

They call me.

I invite them inside

But they are afraid.

Do they think I am a child

That could harm them?

How is it they don’t know

The difference between a woman and a child?

Their chirping tell me:

“We are hungry!” …