Ellie belfiglio

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

“THE ROSE”

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THE UNPREDICTABLE

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A wilted rose

is but dead beauty.

A life not chose

yet sworn to duty…

Through lows and highs

somehow she still grows.

So too is life

like that of rose.

Like a clock and a mirror

each has two hands and a face

but take away the hands they wear

and only time is erased.

Love can be the cure

when laughter becomes a tear.

But can the rose endure

when anger breaks the mirror.

And the broken glass

cuts like the rose’s thorn

but take away the future and the past

and the rose is never born!! …

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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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