Ellie belfiglio

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


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… As I laid myself to sleep,

I recall my mother told me, “Count the sheep!”

I remember her sweet, innocent weep,

With a kiss on my forehead for keep.

The way she so gently and deep,

And silently closed the door, she did creep-

Out of door! Oh, If she only knew in my sleep-

Things are terrifying in my mind if I peep.

Those horrors, so deep!


… Those long-lived nightmares I keep.

They won’t let me sleep!

Sweet dreams are anything but grip.

What I’ve dreamed on that cold night of weep-

On January when I woke up from sleep.

Tears on my face, sorrow to keep-

For leaving home with a ship.

Now I pray not to dream so deep;

But as I lay down to sleep,

The nightmares cycles begin, not a choice but weep!! …





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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