Sign
26June 21, 2017 by petrujviljoen
Image & Text, copyright Petru J Viljoen
The garden, where I usually am, this time of day. The resident owl comes flying right over. Impressive, close, lands on the fence right by me. A reminder … something … it’s gone. How unfortunate, texting, distracting from what’s real.
night’s early hour …
There! The silent owl. How … who
are you? Really here?
…
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I would love to have an owl that close by! Beautifully penned!
Shaking my head at tht truth of your words here. How many “signs” are missed with someone’s head down, thumbs flying? We go out to dinner, at a family restaurant, and look around at the tables. So many children with heads down, looking at or playing with their “devices” instead of learning the joys of talking, sharing, communicating across the table at a meal. Socializing has given way to “social” media which, when you think about it, is anything but social. Sigh….who…whoooo….hoot indeed.
Recognizing what you may have missed the first time….that may have been the owl’s message. Lovely sketch. Thanks for joining in with the prompt.
Indeed, it is. Thanks for the inspiration. I’ve been working on some old stuff I’ve written and just then the prompt came up!
It’s like you in an owl costume Petru….!
Thanks for the compliment!
Very powerful sign, I would imagine. I enjoyed your sketch. Charcoal or graphite?
Graphite. Owls do have a reputation as birds of omen – and sometimes they’re just owls. 🙂
Did he stay long enough to impart some wisdom? What a neat experience! Thanks for sharing.
I think it tried but I wasn’t listening. It took another journey round the mountain for the wisdom to be imparted.
That’s a wonderful image. I particularly liked the bird’s left eye (from the bird’s perspective). I like your haibun reminding us to pay attention.
Thanks Frank. It’s an old drawing, an illustration for a sort of children’s story I wrote called The Mouse, The Owl and The Snake. It’s on my blog somewhere. It’s almost as if the owl is lifting an eyebrow at one isn’t it? Just came out that way.
I have a dream where everyone one I really want to interact with is within speaking distance. My phone ends up at the bottom of the pond. Except that I use it for photography. We have Bard (Barred?) Owls here (among others), and they vocalize (who-cooks-for-you?). Hungry buggers! Beautiful haiku!
Thanks Charley!
The owls here are Big-Eared Brown Owls. Big birds. The ears only tufts of feather.
Would be lovely to see. I’ve seen Horned, Burrowing, and Snowy.
I like your drawing…owls have a presence, don’t they?!
They sure do!
I hear the owl nearby but I can’t find it ~ Would be marvelous to see it up close ~ Love the sketch ~
It’s a rare gift for sure and worse for one to be busy with inanities at such a ‘visit’.
‘The silent owl’…so intimidating…they know what to do…wonderful sketch…
‘they know what to do’ – true!
I would love to have an owl that close by… love it.
Me too!
Yes! They are striking and huge when up close. Cool drawing- clever haiku!
Thank you!