Ellie belfiglio

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


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“POTHOLES”

Ellie belfiglio

Sometimes it rains!

Today is that day.

Look at the rain;

How it pours from sky.

Birds flow speedily to the ground;

And in the potholes,

Filled with rain water,

They make indigo waves!! …

Ellie

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“PRISON CAGE”

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Do I rest among flowers and stars,

Or in a big square?

Where my first memory of growing up

Is buried!

Each night, instead of stars and moon

The words that storm has scattered

Fly out in my imaginary soul.

The moonlight gives light to the words

But the words are in a prison cage!

Calm never finds them in living!

They never been released from prison cage!! …

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Ellie

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The color of…

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The color of moon, red!

The color of wind, earthly!

The color of you, Persian!

Where are you from?

My heart from now on-

in muddy water disappears!

I hear a boring sound.

The Caspian Sea disappears!

Tehran snow, no more!

Can anyone in another place,

Scream the fate of her home?

Where am I from?? …

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Ellie