Thursday, May 9, 2024

Pieces of My Past

Fio found some semi-interesting writings while she was prowling through her papers today, so, of course, she's going to share them with you, whether you want to read them or not, SO HERE WE GO!

1) Graduate students are peculiar creatures, neither fish nor fowl,

    And sometimes the tension gets to them

   November 1987

2) RAILROAD CROSSING

                Eyes that look beside you as you walk down the hall

           Eyes that swivel sideways when you meet on the stair

           Ears that do not heed you when they hear your call

           Ears that do not listen-- because they do not care

               So the helpless go unhelped and the hungry go unfed 

           And oftentimes I wonder as I lie awake in bed

           What exactly would they do  if I shot them in the head--

           Would they still ignore me as they dropped down dead? 

 

3) SHIP WRECK

            Grab a board and hang on tight

            The damn thing's going down!

           But maybe if you've played your cards just right

           You'll take some bastards with you when you drown!

 

4) Three weeks after miscarriage

          Sometimes I wake in the early morning and am sad

          I can't go back to sleep despite the pills, the calming darkness, or the comfort 

          Of my husband holding me close by--

          Finally I leave the bed and go to the kitchen to cry

          And think of the baby we never had



 

  

Tuesday, May 7, 2024

This and That....

 My head turns left, my head turns right,

 Let's hope the thing can hold on tight!

 

I finally found my Kleenex box 

At the bottom of my closet 

Which wasn't a very nice a place

 Was it.....

 

Oh, did Fiorella tell you that her glasses reappeared from under her chest? The ones that holds clothes, not the ones that......uh, that grows on you. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 




 

 




Monday, May 6, 2024

Some old rhymes of mine and a couple Of new ones

 War Cry

 I can't march well, but I can write--

I can't sing much, but my pen can bite--

I use age-old weapons in my eternal fight

To overcome wrong and lift up right

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Fio can't find her reading glasses

Are they near or are they far?

Or did she leave them in the car?   

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The wind is cold, the grass is straw

The daytime moon rides high

As Old Man Rowley rakes the leaves

And scowls at passers by,

Raising an angry fist to heaven

Against a tie-dyed sky

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Sunday, May 5, 2024

Tittle and Tat

 Fiorella is soooooooooooo board! No husband, children, or friends to make nice things for anymore? No problems with bills, no nosy neighbors to keep her awake at night, no dreaming about the future, no  about the latest gossip? Is this what elderness is....a slow fade-away into nothingness? GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR.......

The Mothers in My Neighborhood 

      (Actually this poem was written a while back, when your girl was still in her early motherhood)

    The mothers in my neighborhood

Are skilled with stakes and twine

To brace the wilting sapling up

And guide the pliant vine

   The mothers in my neighborhood  

Are skilled with saw and string

To lop the errant branches off

And nip the buds of early spring

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Guess what?! Fiorella is thinking about writing another romance book, 

but she'll have to get together with a few other salacious writers in order to find out what is 

cookin' nowadays. Hmmmmm.........

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Completely off the subject. your girl has been checking out her art salon lately for 

better use of her clothes closet  for sewing. Yes, Fio used to produce a fair number of 

her own clothes and would like to do that again some how.........

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Hey, there! Want you to know that Fio, a born Lutheran and a former college professor, 

does not approve  of ANYONE getting attacked because of his/her religion or belief!

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 GUESS WHAT! Did you know that Fiorella's hair (medium brown) is 21 inches long and STRETCHES

TO HER WAIST?____________________________________________________________


 



  



Saturday, May 4, 2024

God Bless My Friends!

  Fiorella had a wonderful call from a friend in Vermont this morning, which was just what your girl needed. Thank you, Paula πŸ’—πŸ’—πŸ’—

As you know (or don't), Fio has written--and had published--two romance novels a while back, but dropped out of the game when her husband died, the Texas storm nearly killed her, and her whole life went to pieces. However, she's wondering if she could get back in the game again....πŸ’•

Speaking of getting back into the game, Fiorella would really like to have a dog of her own....A BIG, HAPPY ONE !πŸ˜‹

 What's going on around the house? Your girl's cute little orange scissors have disappeared. Please return them if you see them.πŸ˜‰

Wish Fio luck--she's been having trouble with her Facebook and hopes a friend can fix it for herπŸ˜“.





Thursday, May 2, 2024

TOO FAST, TOO FAST!

 Guess what! As she was packing things away for storage, your girl glanced at an old magazine called AUSTIN (Texas), which opened to page 48 and a bold title....and guess, guess, guess who the author was? FIORELLA! (And guess who  contributed legal information about The Law and Aging Parents,  and on the next page, Their Children's Responsibility for such situations?   Fio's BROTHER! )

WOW, will your girl have dreams tonight!!! (Wonder what Brother is dreaming?)

Calming down a little, Fio hopes to pick up her blood draw on May 7, then scoot off to set up a couple more medical deliveries. 😁Are you yawning yet?

It's weird: when your girl attended college (UT ), she knew every bit of it--practically lived there😁--but since then, she's never returned except when a former India Indian friend of hers dropped by and we couldn't find anyone we knew......

YES, FIORELLA IS UPSET ABOUT EVERYTHING! COULDN'T TIME PASS A LITTLE SLOWER?

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Wednesday, May 1, 2024

Time Out!

Fiorella is feeling sickie, but she'll get well quickie. πŸ’—