Ellie belfiglio

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

Frozen Breeze



The wintry wind beat against the weary trees,

That stood naked, yet firm in the frozen breeze!

Drenched in the trees of the distressed dawn,

They wept in the bosom of the winter morn!!

Half dead leaves twitched on the ground.

Writhed in pain but made no sound,

Lest they disturb the spring time flowers,

That slept blissfully under the mound!!

Amidst the trees, where I stood, I heard-

a melancholy divge of some lonely bird,

Whose friends to warmer skies had fled;

And at its feet, it’s love lay dead!!

There, beside the brook, beneath a barren tree,

Suddenly I saw a chrysanthemum solitary;

Dressed in gold and decked with dew;

Stood there smiling in all its glory!! …




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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