The Distinct Challenges of Hyperfocus

Straddling a life between town and country,

I remember you once stood on a snake.

You never saw it as we were shouting,

Until you moved and it slithered away.

Once you walked into a concrete column,

As I told you to hurry and catch up.

But you were focused and a little solemn,

Just searching for green anoles close up.

So many times you fell into a pond,

And I had to pull you out of the mud.

You were just looking to find what’s beyond.

You were happy to risk bruises and blood.

But I wonder now if you see my life.

As only pixels tell me of your strife.

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Randy Horton

Fri 5th Apr 2019 11:06

Thanks, Dorothy. Glad you were able to get home. Cheers.

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Thu 4th Apr 2019 18:34

Randy - Loved this one.

I've 'been there, seen it, done it'
I got lost in a large stand of Holly trees in a large wood when I was looking for fungus to photograph, I did not check where I was going and had to phone my husband for directions home.

Dorothy

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