Ellie belfiglio

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


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Ellie belfiglio


… My heart swarms with thoughts that sadden me.

They keep pressing into me- pressure, pressure, pressure…

Their presence demanding, I try to shove them away;

Though with time never around and energy never ample!

Pushing them to the back of my mind seems like a trick,

And everything seems to get worse and worse…


… my thoughts drift to my past, the choices I made

While there!

They keep asking whether they’re

Correct? Or wrong? Or correct?

Their answer lingers on my mind

Did I do what was right?

Oh, I feel I lack the strength to face those decisions of mine…


…To look into the sun that was given birth to my shadow

That doesn’t help me to know what was right anymore…

… But then I look to the friends that I have and their problems

They are just like me about love and life.

Questions some…

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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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