in a blue moment ~ in the shadows of our thoughts ~ seeing you clearly

without wordiness ~ within just a breath or two ~ we can say it all

autumns lost and found ~ springs that gently settle in ~ when we’re poles apart 

ephemeral wings ~ like colourful memories ~ brush against our cheeks

you send me flowers ~ not in petals or in leaves ~ but with silent words

in just a moment ~ the economy of words ~ captures it all

eternal nomad ~ meets another wanderer ~ a moment of rest

we walk in silence ~ our words footprints in the sand ~ a wave cleans the slate

no expectations ~ only curiosity ~ and an open heart

in a few words ~ a trail of thought opens up ~ our minds may take flight 

just a few soundbites ~ to share such simple moments ~ of amazing depth

room filled with voices ~ a moth folds its silver wings ~ she simply walks out

my words remain few ~ only half-uttered ideas ~ you fill the spaces

she has spoken ~ he also had his say ~ the silence deepens

rather ironic ~ those who fond themselves so wise ~ that they miss the point

a poet’s pencil ~ sings the music of our hearts ~ filling up pages

it does not matter ~ whether you decide to smile ~ it really matters

look in the water ~ on its surface reflecting ~ a lone wanderer

a beautiful thing ~ a day stolen from our lives ~ fleetingly souls touched

move across the land ~ touching lightly where you go ~ quiet wanderer

written as a sketch ~ the mind’s eye is limitless ~ in its rendering

dragonfly hovers ~ waiting for its mate to join ~ in their complex dance

wanting to slow down ~ wanting to have some more time ~ to count my words

so little to say ~ so much to listen to ~ our best dynamic

one mind loves to flow ~ the other just wants to fly ~ meeting in a thought cloud

to explore our hearts ~ we only have one lifetime ~ which is not enough

the people we dream ~ leaving trails without names ~ ever in our minds

waves roll timelessly ~ thoughts of simplicity flow ~ nothing’s permanent

cannot stop hearing ~ the vast stillness in your voice ~ a heart’s melody 

 

Wasteland

over and over ~ your name in the wilderness ~ of a different place —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Heartless?

ancient skies said that ~ “in every heart lives a poem” ~ they were almost right —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Crimson

in a ruby’s red ~ we found our conspiracy ~ of entanglement —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Indigo

blue is that feeling ~ blue is that bittersweet hue ~ blue is or echo —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

No rules

we’re jumping puddles ~ colouring outside the lines ~ and it’s all ok —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

after the thunder ~ the sun breaking through the clouds ~ a butterfly lands

Void

rip the empty page ~ on which I coloured my rage ~ at an empty world —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fluency

wanting eloquence ~ not achieving elegance ~ letters wildly strung —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lifecycle

we are the seasons ~ springing forth and burning out ~ before cooling down —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Airstream

blow the drying wind ~ no part of the land is spared ~ the touch of its heat —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Seeing

one long drink of eyes ~ and we see just who we are ~ in the here and now —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Catching time

cupping in our hands ~ these mercurial moments ~ that flow like water —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Suspended

few words and a song ~ these days like a melody ~ capturing moments —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Finding home

through these ancient hills ~ with their breath-taking vistas ~ we find to our space —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Cyclic

sing me your own song ~ pick wild flowers on your way ~ then go home again —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Snow storm

a whiteness prevails ~ a blackout of the senses ~ only one remains —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

At peace

thoughts like driftwood ~ softly rolling through my mind ~ tonight I’m still —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Stone collectors

we’ve collected them ~ each precious nuance and tone ~ of this interlude —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Powerfailure

it is dark outside ~ someone has stolen the moon ~ I see you clearly —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Mindscape

opening our minds ~ shadows dancing one by one ~ masquerading light —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Too close

moths around a flame ~ we play with fire tonight ~ only thoughts remain —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Messaging

with cryptic symbols ~ and with long explanation ~ we share our stories —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Whitenoise

one thing that we know ~ is that there’s nothing to say ~ yet we all talk —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Creating space

opening windows ~ make room for imperfections ~ especially mine —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Mindflight

travelling once more ~ a mind that’s never resting ~ yet is is so still —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Warmth

we may delight that ~ in our youth our hearts were touched ~ with fire and ice —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Everything

an idea bursts forth ~ it flowers, grows, bears fruit and ~ and then there is nothing —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Sit here

comfort signified ~ in a foreign lullaby ~ only we can hear —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Meandering

narrow winding paths ~ where will these thoughts lead us to? ~ nowhere is a place

Ampersand

special character ~ one that’s not on my machine ~ yet I type away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Truths

candid words stumble ~ across our realities ~ without such intent —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Time watching

in these fallen leaves ~ we read each year’s melodies ~ as they pass us by —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Airheads

a wanderer’s mind ~ universal wondering ~ magic when minds meet —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

From where I write

mists across the sea ~ raindrops on a windowpane ~ letters on the page —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Like nothing

blue summer dreams ~ dragonflies in the sun ~ my page is empty —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Proceedings

your voice in my notes ~ as I scribble them away ~ at dawn everyday —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Interwoven

so close yet so far ~ colliding drifting apart ~ rhythm of our hearts —© Lize Bard 2 Haiku out of Africa

Contours

remembering us ~ and that youth and age will meet ~ somewhere down the line —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Contextualise

with eyes wide shut ~ words just drifting in the wind ~ hear their history —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Coy

silently laughing ~ while stinging my sentiments ~ with your teasing eyes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Vicinity

an intense presence ~ bringing a new dimension ~ one that shall be missed —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Seasonal

in winter twilight ~ a singing bird may forget ~ her fair summer song —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lost shorelines

our minds were afloat ~ on many shared memories ~ but now we’re stranded —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In a brushstroke

delusion of hearts ~ shooting starts strewn in the skies ~ clouds are dancing —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Yesteryear

our day of sharing ~ warm like the stones in my hand ~ softly drifts away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Oëverblindery

stone puddings to eat ~ paper birds and butterflies ~ nothing what it seems —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Reisiger

tumbling through my thoughts ~ itinerant of my mind ~ I’m releasing you —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Connecting

reunited minds ~ wrapped in micro-poetry ~ a brief setting free —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Looking back

our splintering thoughts ~ each a crystal clear window ~ through which time reflects —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Joy

everything has changed ~ now we’re dancing in the rain ~ to our hearts’ delight —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Desolate

the dry wild Namib ~ fog rolls in over the sea ~ and endless red dunes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Gypsy

can you read my palm ~ when you look into my eyes ~ can you see my thoughts? —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Within

we are all alone ~ this is where we find the calm ~ amid a mind storm —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

No more

abandoned in haste ~ no one knows the reason why ~ there is no one left —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Sunrise

born in full colour ~ brought out of the darkest night ~ a new day begins —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

High fashion

it is all the rage ~ masking who we really are ~ to escape the truth —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Trackways

path over the hills ~ you are on the other side ~ and I walk away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pink moons

they can be captured ~ with night-time photography ~ momentary dreams —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Wanderer

after years walking ~ this traveller takes a seat ~ and looks at the moon —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Hearing your silence

unknowingly still ~ whistling under your breath ~ most comforting sound —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Juncture

here I found softness ~ here I found a shooting star ~ a deep blue desire —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Not Europe

the sun is shining ~ no consistence of rain ~ only the dry land —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lighter

through your eyes I see ~ this landscape in a new light ~ splendour unfolding —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Noted

within a brief pause ~ seeing you for the first time ~ really hearing you —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Soft rock

blushing morning sun ~ thoughts running away with us ~ flowing like the dunes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Taciturnity

in this desert land ~ it is eternally still ~ not even a breeze —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Nama

click sounds in the sand ~ desert land coming alive ~ with ancient voices —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Feather-painting

birds in black and white ~ with their freedom of the skies ~ wings of the mind’s eye —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Settle

guineefowl laughing ~ evening colours aglow ~ Africa to rest —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Nuance

reading the same lines ~ over and over they say ~ many different things —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Centered

still and focused ~ we are standing on the beach ~ around us a storm —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Catch-me-if-you-can

playing cat and mouse ~ in the words of these pages ~ dancing a duet —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Observation

discovering the world ~ through your shiny brown eyes ~ this childhood a joy —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Spitzkoppen

ancient hills hanging ~ distant fata morgana ~ of another world —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Unreal

an experience ~ with time becomes fantasy ~ imagination —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Detachment

on these empty shores ~ in a world of distancing ~ social solitude —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Close

a still afternoon ~ and my thoughts return to you ~ green moss to grey stones —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Good morning

would I know you if ~ we did not share a breakfast ~ amongst all the words? Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Chorale

voices in a choir ~ give sound to our solitude ~ amidst the crowds —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Boundless

we can be silenced ~ but thoughts cannot be quarantined ~ words have wings to fly —©  Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Confetti

dreaming in pastels ~ thoughts about life’s pure joy ~ every moment spent —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Warm-wet

in the soaking rain ~ which here is not cold at all ~ we are enveloped —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Gossamer

open-mind dreaming ~ Cinderella on the moon ~ grow a pair of wings —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

No touching

no more aeroplanes ~ in the skies above our worlds ~ no live connections —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

If not shared

they’re forever lost ~ all the most beautiful notes ~ music of our souls —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Those were the times

seeing everything ~ bluebells in a foreign land ~ when we could wander —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Imperfections

look through the window ~ blue skies for eternity ~ a crack in the glass —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Movement

fleeter than the fish ~ feral dashing of our minds ~ and songs of our hearts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Smooth

round river pebble ~ in the palm of my hand ~ my old trusted friend —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Effect

gazing into me ~ seeing the infinite storms ~ only you can still —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Matter of scale

zooming in or out ~ universe keeps spiralling ~ we are all so small—© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Concerto

at first we were still ~ but now we’re a symphony ~ of a thousand shades —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Ray

sunshine through the leaves ~ late afternoon in the Cape ~ me being here naught —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Roundness

concentric circles ~ drifting on spheres of delight ~ of each new morning —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Contemplative

people all around ~ parents laughing, brother sleeps ~ little girl thinking —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Icon

sprinkles of stardust ~ colouring a black midnight ~ into a rainbow —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Reminiscence

now I think about ~ the conversations we had ~ about life and death —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Library

now that you poses ~ a bookshelf filled with my thoughts ~ you know my mind’s space —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Relativity

when souls depart ~ empty spaces left behind ~ for a little while —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Porcelain

writing careful words ~ collecting moments not things ~ for sharing with you —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Perspective

as we gain distance ~ it is easier to cope ~ with the ebb and flow —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Universe

captured in our words ~ sparseness and complexity ~ of delicate worlds —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In stone

when we are revealed ~ it is in the simplest of terms ~ saying “I trust you” —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Tides

understanding much ~ but not understanding us ~ our ebb and flow —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Spiralling

caressing the curves ~ and sinking into the depths ~ of a flustered mind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Streak

I find in your eyes ~ a thousand green butterflies ~ and one of pure blue —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Emptied out

she’s no longer there ~ whispering words without sound ~ the breath of her soul —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Replication

in a candle’s flame ~ seeing your eyes reflecting ~ most beautiful scenes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Dark & Bright

our black Africa ~ our continent of the sun ~ never walks alone —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Interesting times

it’s beyond a dream ~ it is our reality ~ these colourful days —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Contrast

see the breeze shimmer ~ sun reflecting on Athens ~ a black butterfly —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Earlier

before finding you ~ the songs were forever blue ~ now they’re softly tinged —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Distractions

three muses tattooed ~ in their flowing innocence ~ on her marbled back —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Entering

pulling up a seat ~ sitting at the firelight ~ of the music played —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Alleys of Athens

in so many minds ~ a past that wanders freely ~ through the cobbled streets —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

True colours

behind Thursday’s door ~ we keep a little secret ~ of downright delight —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Distance

a longing that hurts ~ but that’s also beautiful ~ in its profound depth —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Retrospect

if we could just read ~ the right book at the right time ~ life would be simple —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Brevity

it’s a shooting star ~ that brightly lights up the sky ~ as it slowly dies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Looking in

although I’m writing ~ I know I will never sing ~ this sweet melody —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

The little ones

with stars in your eyes ~ and with moon drops on your skin ~ a child’s innocence —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa