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


… In the arms of wind’s dream,

I was rocked to sleep beneath moon’s white beam.

A friendly ghost from time long past-

Whispered, sighed, its graces, she cast!

… Shadows played below moonbeam;

Chased by the restless wind in their gleam.

Little lullaby, a lovely song-

Kept its meaning nice and strong!


… Yearning, things yet unseen,

Sang to me so serene.

Whispered fragments of old broken shield;

Rode on the strange, haunting field!

… Lured from my sleep, I danced with greed;

Entranced by music and light indeed!

Then suddenly I knew my aim;

The likeness of night and flame.

… He winked and smiled beneath the cloud.

His song grew soft, not aloud.

His secret was discovered, he floated away,

At the shimmering, faint touch of gray!! …




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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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