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


The sun breaks through my haze of confusion!

Its rays shining upon me like watchful eyes.

Never to let the Grim Reaper blow a cloud’s shadow and bring daybreak;

Unless its figure resembles you.

As I walk with the sun

Its rays reflect into my everyday life;

Taking a load off the days’ chores.

As the sun’s presence fades

You have not gone.

You gave me the moon as a night light.

Protecting me from my fears of darkness.

Watching over me as I set to rest

With memories of you rushing through my head.

Never to forget

That when I awake

Your love shines bright!! …




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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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