Ellie belfiglio

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

“STATIC WHISPERS”

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The static whispers were soft like goose down pillows-

calling me to come as they hurried my motions;

and captured my emotions from within!

I was in daze of silent stares as I saw through-

the stone walls a door that led to my insanity!

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The voice were loud but dainty like a surprise to touch.

Masculine and feminine they were.

No figure of otter to glance at.

No face to see or smile at.

Just static whispers coming through the dark;

and blowing through the winds of shuffled mind!! …

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Ellie

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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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