Ellie belfiglio

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


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“Did you hear me today,

“When I said goodbye?”

I walked away from you,

Trying to understand why-

There is no answer for me.

I can’t even cry!

If I could have another hour,

Another hour with you,

I wouldn’t be afraid to say-

Words I thought you knew.

I thought our time together,

Wouldn’t end so soon.

Now nights will be empty,

With no light of moon,

Because my heart was broken.

This day in July,

I’d take your memory with me.

No matter what I do.

If I could have another hour,

Another hour with you;

The hour that I never had!! ….

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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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