Ellie belfiglio

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

“The wild and the tamed”


please read and enjoy a talented writer, John.


The wild and the tamed

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


Is is better to play dead or create fear?


                            The wild and the tamed.

Some men don’t fear death.
They don’t believe in destiny or final solution.
Life is to be lived.

Cigarettes, whiskey and wine is their song.
The cold and lonely road had stolen their heart.
Dead in heart and soul leave no pity or time for love or salvation.

Salvation is for the men yearning for peace in a world seeking
death and destruction. The tamed heart yearn for calm and peace.
Hard places to find in a life.

The wild side is easy. Woman wants little from you.
Always places to find people on the dead-end road.
The taverns are filled with people who accepted less.

Some of us danced on the wild side and the tamed life.
I’m older and I have accepted the…

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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!"

2 thoughts on ““The wild and the tamed”

  1. Thank you for the reblogged dear friend,.

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