Nothing more to give

Fiction, Poetry, prompts 
Exhausted 
Worn out
She rested on the chair 
Her body heaving with fatigue 
She had given all that she had
And had no more left to give now

Startled 
Thrilled 
The sound of the applause 
Brought her out of her melancholy 
People shouting for an encore
Suddenly life looked brighter

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The photo below is from Erean @ Morguefile.com.

For the visually challenged writer, the image shows the silhouette of a woman on a stage, provocatively posed sitting on a chair with the starry night sky behind her and also reflected on the stage floor.

Written in response to FFFC # 146, hosted by Fandango

#Keepitalive

#FFFC

Published by Sadje

I am writing to express my opinion, share my experiences and to maybe provide some insight. My blog is addressing women at 50 ( but men are welcome to read my posts) ,their issues and the questions that come up at this stage in life. I don’t aim to teach, but to learn together.

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55 thoughts on “Nothing more to give”

      1. You’re most welcome, Sadje. Always. Ah, got it; just meant I could feel it deeply. I love when I read a poem and, I, for a moment, am that person, thing, or experience being related in the poem. Living through your words. So much fun.

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