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


… Skies of orange and purple hue,

Soon gives way to higher blue.

Bright red disk that rules on high,

Now to yellow, it starts to rise…

… Stars soon leave the twilight skies,

Where the darkness once ruled, but no longer tries.

Flowers spring open to greet new light,

While birds sing merrily to nature delight…


… Soft air brushes the grass of field,

Coming softly, while cool winds wield.

All in a moment these things I’ve seen,

Only to waken from a dream I’ve been…

… This day is started yet too soon ends;

But for those who have watched, a new day ascends.

This is the time we call dawn,

So night skies yield, and darkness has gone!! …




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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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