Her road was long and she traveled far

Thus the Oasis beckoned

She sought refreshment, renewal, rejoice

And some rejuvenation 

There she stopped by for a spell

To drink and bathe in the replenishing well

Satiating her thirst and hunger

With water and a man much younger

Happenstance or happened by chance

It's really all the same

It was respite for one or both

There shall be no names





◄ Pot of Gold

Death ►


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Jason Bayliss

Mon 8th Jul 2019 00:56


J. x

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Lisa C Bassignani

Mon 8th Jul 2019 00:51

Jason! No names?

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Sun 7th Jul 2019 12:47

I found this brave and determined, but sad, terribly sad!

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Jason Bayliss

Sun 7th Jul 2019 12:38

I was that younger man, many moons ago.

I can promise you, definitely respite for both.

J. x

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Lisa C Bassignani

Sun 7th Jul 2019 12:33

Thanks guys! Wasn't sure about this one...
I was having dinner at an open air cafe on a late Tuesday afternoon. I noticed a LOT of middle aged women dressed to impress on their way to the upscale bar around the corner. The image stuck with me. Then I read
"Sociology of Stress in Office Settings" (#fiction) by Randy Horton. ...voila!


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Rose Casserley

Wed 3rd Jul 2019 15:14

' there shall be no names'.....you spoilsport Lisa! ?

me likey!

Rose ?

Devon Brock

Wed 3rd Jul 2019 11:12

Reminds me of "Touch and Go" by SLF, but from the other point of view. Well written, Lisa.


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