I took a whole heap of photographs in the Monkey Forest,when my daughter and I went to Bali in July this year.  A friend of mine commented on how ‘sad’ the monkeys looked. It hadn’t occurred to me that although these lovely animals roamed somewhat freely, they were really being held captive to the temple walls built around them, and were objects of our (tourists) enjoyment.  This enlightenment made me sad.  I have a couple of photos I took, and wrote yet another haiku.

False Hope

(Sharon Hughes, 2011)

Temple walls enclosing

trees, promising hope – freedom.

A cocoon – deceit.