The first line made me squirm a little. I have a weird aversion to rust... And the idea of the weather-vane being made stationary by it... Yeah, squirm. And for some reason, I hear the wind squeaking, trying to move it...
I can read so many things into this...the folly of placing something out of reach, always heading in the same direction, not moving at all.. Fantastic haiku!!
I like the thoughts over the rusty weather vane, Bjorn. If the man is very old then he is too old to be climbing on roofs to oil weather veins. I had a crank ice cream freezer freeze up with rust. Penetration oil, time, and a long wrench freed it up. ..
supposedly dependable - weather vanes - but always pointing north - that doesn't seem right. Love the folly line as well - It's almost a novel packed in these three lines!
I was with Magaly as far as the squeaky rust went, Berowne, lol. Can't help it; my teeth were on edge, my mouth watered oddly! But I got past it and have to say, there is so much wisdom in this. The "wise man" who looks only to the indicators and doesn't heed the actual breeze is in trouble! Amy
Beautiful......! :D
ReplyDeleteWishing you a very happy national haiku poetry day :D
Good to see you again Björn and what a nice haiku you have shared here with us all.
ReplyDeleteThe first line made me squirm a little. I have a weird aversion to rust... And the idea of the weather-vane being made stationary by it... Yeah, squirm. And for some reason, I hear the wind squeaking, trying to move it...
ReplyDeleteMagaly, I'm glad I am not the only one who winced at the first line, ha ha. I have the same problem. A
Deletelove the humor and indulgence in this, Bjorn.
ReplyDeleteNational haiku day? Never knew there was one.
See? There's the thing. When you put things so high that no one can fix them, they bring you down. Just saying. Grin.
ReplyDeletenice!!!
ReplyDeleteHappy International Haiku Day
much love...
.... perfect
ReplyDeletechuckle :)
ReplyDeleteI can read so many things into this...the folly of placing something out of reach, always heading in the same direction, not moving at all.. Fantastic haiku!!
ReplyDeleteStraight to Heaven. (Or the North Pole) It's better than straight to hell. lol
ReplyDeleteSmart and sharp.
ReplyDeleteI like the way you slipped the wise man's folly into the final line. Succinct and meaningful.
ReplyDeleteI enjoy the levels of meaning here, Bjorn...intelligent haiku! Thank you for writing today.
ReplyDeleteAs onlyyou can Bjorn - really a gem
ReplyDeleteThis is a marvelous haiku, Bjorn!
ReplyDeleteI like the thoughts over the rusty weather vane, Bjorn. If the man is very old then he is too old to be climbing on roofs to oil weather veins. I had a crank ice cream freezer freeze up with rust. Penetration oil, time, and a long wrench freed it up.
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supposedly dependable - weather vanes - but always pointing north - that doesn't seem right. Love the folly line as well - It's almost a novel packed in these three lines!
ReplyDeleteWhen was going North ever wise? :D Well done and enjoy your evening
ReplyDelete... I thought men went West
ReplyDeleteAh, I like this! "wise man's folly!"
ReplyDeleteThis is a cracker!
ReplyDeleteoooh, I love this~ Cheers
ReplyDeleteand it fits Hedgewitch's prompt on folly, too. impressive ~
ReplyDeleteAh, very nice, if I read it aloud, I tend to hear "vain and folly" I like your blogspot
ReplyDeleteWonderfully created.
ReplyDeleteLove this -- and it's so good to see you again!
ReplyDelete"Forever pointed north",
ReplyDeleteBut surely we can trust it, yes? I mean, it's a weather vane...
Over from Jinksy -- and greetings from Minneapolis!
Pearl
I love the way these few lines give so much to think about. Do we believe what we see or what we feel?
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ReplyDeleteI was with Magaly as far as the squeaky rust went, Berowne, lol. Can't help it; my teeth were on edge, my mouth watered oddly! But I got past it and have to say, there is so much wisdom in this. The "wise man" who looks only to the indicators and doesn't heed the actual breeze is in trouble! Amy
ReplyDeleteThe weather playing hide and seek!!
ReplyDeleteI read it as if part of being wise is getting stuck always going the same direction, then missing out on exciting adventures.
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