See and listen to the waves sounding,
The cresting, breaking, pounding!
A symphony of songs,
Amidst discords, wrongs…
Then hear the patter amongst us;
Enemies, lovers, youngsters,
The melodies of life,
Sad, happy, loud sounds, strife…
Waves, eternal, from a distant past,
Born anew like our life’s cast.
With rise, fall, peaceful end,
And message they send…
Each wave doesn’t last long in glory,
Like each life’s living story,
To guide it always true,
To heaven when through!! …
Ellie
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!"
Ellie belfiglio 
January 3, 2018 at 8:30 pm
Truly beautiful.
January 5, 2018 at 2:29 am
Gratitude.
January 4, 2018 at 12:30 pm
So deep and meaningful. Enjoy reading your poetry
January 5, 2018 at 2:28 am
Thank you.
January 5, 2018 at 3:52 pm
I loved this poem dear friend. I need the sea.
January 5, 2018 at 3:53 pm
Reblogged this on johncoyote and commented:
Please read and enjoy the work of a talented writer.
January 6, 2018 at 2:36 am
I do too. Thank you for your comment.
January 6, 2018 at 2:37 am
You are very kind to me dear John.
January 6, 2018 at 12:03 pm
A amazing poem dear friend.