Ellie belfiglio

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

What to Do?



Sad, lonely, felling blue.

So depressed, you don’t know what to do!

Hunger, tears, and many,

Many beers, overnight you live in fear.

Sick, yet always living.

In pain, it’s like being crushed by a crane!

Thoughts, memories, to much to remember;

On a very rainy night in September!

So gather around/ So the body can be crown,

Everyone’s quiet, there is no sound.

After the quiet emotions,

you and yourself walk on the-

ocean. The ocean is so-

high, he wants to die…

His footsteps are-

all they remember the night,

He died in late September.




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!"

2 thoughts on “What to Do?

  1. Deep and poignant words Ellie and the picture is beautiful. Sad though.

Let everybody be nice!

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