Posted in The Daily Post : Focus
“You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus”
Mark Twain
Focus
Spending the late time watching
Out of the window a glimpse catching
Behind the safety of the glass
Hoping the rain pour would not last
Suburban streets dark and damp
Not even the brightest street lamps
Could brighten up the lonely night
The storm was now, in full mode of fight
Posted in The Daily Post : Focus
“You can’t depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus”
Mark Twain
Focus
“Focus”
She cried out loud
“Just zoom in, and focus!”
In front of them, an odd vision
Like some kind of a blurry apparition
It was soft, round and yellow
Like some hound from the old hell-o
The two snappers
Standing scared of their crappers
“Did you get it on film?”
She whispered
“Sure did!”
Her companion whispered back
“Now, let’s get the heck out of here
Before that thing comes after us!”
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