Ellie belfiglio

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


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“A MAN!!”

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Can you hear me

When I call your name?

I always hear you.

I hear your faint whispers

When the rain falls.

You were a man!

You were a strong man!

You were a wise man!

You were a blind man!

Can you feel me

When I seek your hand?

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I can feel it, yet

I don’t touch it;

Or see it.

You were a man!

You were a strong man!

You were a wise man!

You were a blind man!

You hurt the one’s that loved;

And loved the one’s that hurt!

You cause love by pain;

And pain by love!

Because you were a man!! …

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“MAGICAL DRINK”

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… My thirsty heart, fill up the glass,

by magical drink from a distant home.

My crude drink with its fiery touch-

has reddened the eyes of the world…

… Full of enthusiasm-

the horizon’s boundary-

acquired a new life-

by the spirit of that drink.

Life of cold and dark submerged in despair.

Why not get a new look-

by the brightness of that life…

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… By that irresistible magnetism-

make me drunk.

By the naked flame of the desert-

bake my existence.

Insert in my limbs of every joint,

inject in my blood-

all the bounty of life.

Reflecting the dazzling light of yours,

may a storm drew to call the light!! …

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“JUST ANOTHER TEAR”

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If there were a silver string,

so delicate to use;

and thin sewing needle,

tender, so not bruise,

I gather every tear that falls,

from a crushed and broken heart!

I sew together tears into a quilt,

tender, delicate, and strong thread,

so it wouldn’t come apart…

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I sew each teardrop with silver strings,

meanwhile add a little throb.

When you go to bed each night,

you could hear my sob!

And when you cover yourself at night,

you’d be wrapped in my pain!

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You would be smothered by this fear-

of the heartfelt lonely rain.

But after touching all my teardrops,

you’d roll over in this endless quilt;

another tear, just another tear!! …

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“WAKE…”

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Endless darkness envelops me.

It covers me, It oppresses me!

Within the dark, my thoughts run rampant;

With voices disembodied.

They tire me, really tire me!

They frighten me.

They leave me-

To anxiously wanting.

I lie patiently-

Wanting for the first rays of light.

The first glimmer of a glow!

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I see upon the distant horizon-

As I lay and wait…

Each second seems like eternity.

I close my eyes;

Don’t know what I want to see;

Or visualize what I wish to see-

As I lay in reverie…

I open my eyes-

And I see-

The most wondrous sunrise.

I have yet to see how boldly taken hold.

The same oppressing dark-

Now has vanished ever so quickly.

And in its wake is left a blushing sky-

So filled with color!

And sheak too but in crystal tones-

Of a brand-new world dawning!! …

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“MY OTHER SELF IS GONE”

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… Years have gone by.

Something is so wrong.

The only way I can laugh,

Is to cry first.

Sometimes I even sing;

Until the doorbell does ring!

Other times, I play tricks,

Play games, or tease;

Or call someone a silly name!

My other self, forever is gone…

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… The occasions are there;

But does anyone care?

I see nothing funny.

I can’t even smile like dummy,

Not even once in awhile.

I am so alone, just me, the only one,

Who faces day after day,

In the old same way…

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… I think about what to eat…

I even adjust the heat…

I pick up the mail…

And drink ginger ale…

I even watch TV;

But I can never see!

Always be,

Just me…

But not the me,

That used to be!

Where did I go?? ..

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“FREEDOM”

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Inexplicably why does one want to be free?

Is it to be free of chaos,

Or the freedom of ideas that lead to enmity?

Is it free of good and evil,

Or the feeling of haunting guilt in memory?

Is it to be fee of confusion,

Or all the things that lead us to that mystery?

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Is it to be free of what others think,

Or the neurotic disturbance of our sanity?

Is it to be free of early years,

Or the anxious flowing of feeling aimlessly?

Is it to be free of fearing death,

Or the enticement to run away from that tragedy?

… But isn’t everyone’s life a tragedy at the end?? …

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“LURED…”

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… 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!

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… 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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“BEAUTIFUL”

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Beautiful?

What is beautiful?

Why is beautiful so beautiful?

Would I be so beautiful if you had not noticed me?

In this world of hate, fear, bricks, steels,

Would I be still beautiful if my eyes were blue like ocean?

Would I be still beautiful if my skin was not soft?

Well, how soft or tough is that?

How soft can someone’s skin be in this tough world?

Would I be so beautiful if my hair was tough not soft and silky?

How silky?

As silky as a web of dreams,

Spun by the spider of life!

Well, I know how beautiful I am!

Even if you had no eyes;

Blind to the world!

Would I be so beautiful?

But how do I judge beautiful???

From inside out!! …

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“WAILING WALL”

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… For my sorrow, I built a wailing wall.

Stone upon stone in union with clay’s call.

Wetted by my tear.

Laid by trembling hand in fear.

Carving to build;

Not to wring or shield!

… I cry with lament a lovely there!

My broken heart’s ache with no share!

Against the immovable presence of thirst,

I drink the destitution of empty first!

… In breath of troubled wind, I shiver.

My soul and I are enveloped in cold to deliver-

Foreboding darkness, I know.

In creation’s vast, a blow!

“All Knowing- Somewhere”, LOVE HEARS NO!! …

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