Recall

sometimes I forget ~ that I’m waiting in the night ~ for my own stillness — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Right here

in this quiet place ~ in a corner of our hearts ~ poetry is born — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

New beginnings

vulnerably soft ~ each day a bird in our hands ~ to treasure anew — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Centred

I have touched the world ~ I have travelled far and wide ~ wandering within — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Canvas

touching you softly ~ your back a strummed instrument ~ ready for release — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Curved

struggling against ~ convenient conventions ~ separating minds — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Open

no promises made ~ no answers in the echoes ~ only empty space — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Safe

you may now let go ~ I promise I will catch you ~ flying to the moon — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Elusive

subtle as it was ~ I remember the perfume ~ that was only you — ©

All consuming

starting with a thought ~ swells into a massive wave ~ crashing over me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Homing pigeons

even being lost ~ we find the way to heartache ~ a recurring twist — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Nightfall

the evening peels ~ away bright colours of day ~ sleep is in blue-grey — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Behind the windowpane

you drift on my cloud ~ as I swim in your ocean ~ raining together — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Straying

paths deviating ~ from the highways of our words ~ lead to wonderings — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Afrika

Joy

when your eyes take flight ~ across never-never days ~ it’s my mind’s delight — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

As time goes by

then you were my world ~ now you’re just a random thought ~ catching me off guard —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Rise & shine

don’t fall asleep now! ~ behind the curtains the sun ~ of a bright new day — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In art

unacquainted ones ~ drift and play on the warm winds ~ finding common ground — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Little one

scoped you from the sea ~ from the stormy grey oceans ~ brought you back to me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa0

Northwards: Kalmar, Sweden; September 2016

wandering the globe ~ simply loving life’s pathways ~ needing nothing more — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Stranger

you greeted me then ~ as if from a long journey ~ from a far-off land — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fragrance

nestled inside me ~ being part of every thought ~ each breath I take — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fancy-free

imagine the sky ~ imagine being a child ~ playing amongst clouds — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Savouring

bringing such delight ~  the bright seagulls of our minds ~ when our thoughts take flight — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Ode

an African voice ~ sings the song that you so loved ~ thirty years later — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lucidity

pebble in the sea ~ thrown in to circle, circle ~ clarity is you — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Vendor

a distant city ~ with the simplest of bright smiles ~ you came through the crowds — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

En route

on this little path ~ your heart lightly touching mine ~ our minds might take flight — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In the end

plant a tree for me ~ from which the squirrels can feed ~ and where birds can breed — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Earworm

when I repeat you ~ without beginning or end ~ you stroll my mindscape — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Discovery

throughout the decades ~ as sweet loves came and went ~ all were shapes of you — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Wish

I wanted to see ~ the blue-blue sky in one word ~ the stars in your mind — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — © Photo: Riemvasmaak 2018/04

Destination

where do we fly to ~ when there are no distractions ~ when it’s only us? — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Capacity

this journey of ours ~ through landscapes of emptiness ~ fills all my spaces — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Kalahari 2018/04

Patent

what we do not say ~ transmits the deepest meaning ~ reveals everything — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Synapses

building the landscape ~ making mountains fall in me ~ creating new paths — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: London 2017/09

Soft

your day wears a shirt ~ of pure winter-grey cashmere ~ brushed against my heart — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Streets of Athens

in her ancient walls ~ guiding through her narrow streets ~ she embraces me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Athens 2017/06

Drupsgewys

across the ocean ~ rain against the window pane ~ my thoughts in droplets — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Person

where I’ve always been ~ somewhere I’ve never travelled ~ journey into you — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Barcelona 2018/09

En route

you wander my way ~ life a solitary path ~ strewn with memories — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa05

Performance

with your own quaint smile ~ without saying anything ~ you capture a mind — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — © Barcelona 2018/09

Inner storms

on the surface still ~ your words roll like crashing waves ~ breaking over me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Untold

in the night’s deep rain ~ I followed dark-blue acorns ~ and two blushing doves — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Life

all that break or bend ~ all that start, form and fulfil ~ all that live must end — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Lund 2018/08

For once

I don’t want to feel ~ the burden of expectancy ~ I just want to be — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Opium

a mind is exposed ~ a life in a poppy seed ~ white, red, black and green — © Lize Bard 2 Haiku out of Africa

Thought

what makes us expand ~ deeper than all the roses ~ wider than the sea? — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Malmö 2018/08

Drifting away

with eyes lightly shut ~ feel the caress of of silence ~ in the deepest night — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Whiteout

white covering snow ~ blossoming on the landscape ~ a flower untold — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Stellenbosch 2016/10

Map

I’m finding myself ~ in places I did not know ~ before I knew you — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Light and dark

when night comes begging ~ with its baggage on its back ~ we escape in dreams — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Durban 2016/04

Lightly

it’s a feather’s touch ~ without intent or control ~ that can change our worlds — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

From within

landscapes in your eyes ~ repeatedly unfold me ~ notwithstanding cold — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Malmö 2017/12

In balance

my nomadic self ~ has found its foothold just here ~ a still resting place — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Mediterranean

octopus dinner ~ sun setting in a distance ~ over ancient roofs — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Athens 2017/06

Collector

you gather my mind ~ when it’s flying all over ~ in bits and pieces — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Settled

this is our odd world ~ the one we agreed upon ~ in a sift moment — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Ephemeral

I reach out to touch ~ the essence of who you are ~ then you slip away — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Toulouse 2016/06

Deciphered

no words are needed ~ the stillness of our journeys ~ translating our thoughts — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Back-and-forth

let us leap into ~ the abyss of history ~ the future in mind — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Lund 2018/08

In circles

I dreamt of Toulouse ~ of writing to you from there ~ a roundabout dance — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Toulouse 2016/06

Oceans of sand

desert of return ~ I swim in your warm embrace ~ touching all the stones — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Namibia 2017/01

Athenian night

as my mind drifts free ~ voices drone in the background ~ white marble afloat — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Athens 2017/06

Close

standing behind me ~ almost touching in the dark ~ your breath in my hair — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Hallsbergsträdgård: Scania, Sweden; August 2018

we travel to space ~ and a moss-green waterfall ~ ephemeral time — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Scania 2018/08

Not funny

a circus with guns ~ a ring with dangerous clowns ~ the humour escapes — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Soaring

on a seagull’s glide ~ days afloat in our footprints ~ nights shaped in our hands — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Hermanus 2018/07