Ellie belfiglio

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



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Valleys are deep, mountains are high, wind moans, and I am as unpredictable as sky's warth


Your eyes intoxicated

my eyes

with their warm waves.

Yet your eyes intoxicated

another girl.

I thought love

is a vey splendor thing..

But I see now that

your love is for someone else.

That I am without love

that I was without love

that I’ve never had love

that I never had someone to love me.

Now I have money



But my money wouldn’t spend

that my chalk wouldn’t write

that my marble wouldn’t roll.

Now the intoxication of your eyes

with their wild waves

have turned to stone

but stone wouldn’t throw.

I finally realized

that love is not a very splendor thing.

Not for me!! …

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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!"


  1. Yes sometimes very unpredictable

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