Morning after

a Highveld morning ~ and in each lingering drop ~ the storm is captured — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Gift

fragrant red roses ~ in the middle of winter ~ bring warm memories — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

New shoes

when we breathe the wind ~ leaping past mirrored stars ~ we become alive — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Challenge

when I dare listen ~ the silence echoes a name ~ that I’ve yet to learn — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In-between

breeze of the oceans ~ blowing hot and blowing cold ~ hold me in suspense — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Politicians

when they steal our dreams ~ don’t let them chop down our tree ~ where the birds sing true — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Blown in

this morning’s songbirds ~ brought with them a gentle voice ~ from across the sea — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa