September 14, 2018 by petrujviljoen
Delighted this haiku features in Failed Haiku Issue 34!
clock’s ticking –
such crudeness in the face of
Copyright Petru J Viljoen
Linked to Dverse Poets OLN
| Tags: clock, dverse poets, failed haiku, haiku, landscape, nature, open link night, pace, ticking, time
racing against time, nature will get there first
Nature isn’t in a race of any kind, I should think.
Nice contrast with nature. I believe nature still comes out winning. Happy weekend.
Very nice how you used “crudeness” and the “face of nature”.
How incredible to bump pens with poets from all over the globe; your baboon tale is poetic in itself. Nature pays attention to time, it just has its own agenda. Clocks are a joke.
Nature definitely has its own agenda – a fact we should take note of Glenn. I’ve written about the baboons before and will again.
Oh, I really like how it represents the parallel between nature and culture. A well-written haiku.
Your haiku speaks truth in many volumes along with the photo. Great write.
I read ‘Cloud’s ticking’ first and saw that cloud as a time bomb. It has a very fierce and sour mouth, exactly the kind of cloud that could blow up over your house. The clock ticking seems so slight and paltry in comparison to that monument in the sky.
Indeed! The skies here can do wondrous things!
Everything down your way is super-sized 🙂
Probably because it’s Africa!
That was a great haiku… the contrast between that clock and nature… makes me think of how far we are from nature rushing to work.
Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happenings #4: Petru’s latest haiku!
Oh gosh – is that photo of a fire burning right now? The increase of wildfire across the globe because of climate change is a real ticking time bomb, I agree.
Thankfully not Suzanne. It’s a cloud formation. Clouds can do astonishing things around here sometimes. I nearly missed it. I decided to go to the gate to see what the baboons were doing and there it was on the horison. There are huge trees between me and the neighbour so I couldn’t see it from my front door where I was sitting.
Of course it’s a cloud. I see that now. I looked quickly before my morning coffee and misinterpreted it. How strange and exotic to have baboons at your gate. Do you have other wild African animals nearby too?
Not big game, fortunately, but we have duikers (a small buck), rheebuck, eagles, big owls, serval cats and so on. There’s a big game park some 40km away from here and some leopard has been spotted near the closest town to it.
It all sounds amazing! I can’t imagine what it would be like to have such animals living in my vicinity. Koalas and kangaroos seem commonplace in comparison.
One should be slightly careful with the baboons. If the alpha male, or any of them, decide to lose their temper …! Around here they’re still afraid of people. The monkeys – as much as I love watching their antics – has to be kept out of the kitchen at all times: they create havoc! The duiker sometimes comes into the yard if I leave the gate open by accident. It’s all a wonderful privilege.
Baboons do look quite fearsome on animal documentaries. Monkeys in the kitchen! My mind goes into overdrive at the thought. It all sounds incredible to me though.
Quite a daily thing here though! I can tell the monkeys apart, so with the alpha male of the baboons – we’re on greeting terms. The eagle doesn’t talk to me though and I’m rather peeved!
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account.
( Log Out /
You are commenting using your Twitter account.
( Log Out /
You are commenting using your Facebook account.
( Log Out /
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.
Available on Amazon
Available at Amazon.com
Available at https://www.amazon.co.uk/As-World-Burns-Writers-Artists/dp/1951724046
Unauthorized use and/or duplication of this material or any part of this material without express and written permission from myself is strictly prohibited.