To no avail

umbrellas open ~ we seek protection from storms ~ it is all in vain —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

The Inevitable

on our way to death ~ we should play and laugh and sing ~ make each moment count —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Contact

drifting in the dark ~ sickle moon in autumn nights ~ when stars get to touch —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Falling

the meaning of rain ~ slips silently through our minds ~ drop by precious drop —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Matured

green growth of young minds ~ nurtured, summered and ripened ~ in autumn ochres —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Just sitting

at the waterside ~ somewhere in a different town ~ we sit with our dreams —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fall

in the autumn winds ~ I tumbled into your space ~ bringing southern spring —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

From my window: Uppsala, Sweden, May 2019

you tell me of home ~ I share with you my hindsight ~ and our paths diverge —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Anchoring

in the four winds blow ~ the cornerstones of my heart ~ ever circling —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Departures

another runway ~ in opposite directions ~ from where our hearts fly —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

To be still

there is so much noise ~ therefore we become ~ fluent in silence —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Rush

we have too few hours ~ there’s always too little time ~ seconds run away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Melt

easy, just let go ~ become soft in the moment ~ and drift on the wind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Creatures

come to my garden ~ with its ruby-red roses ~ secrets of the night —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

For once

take care of this dream ~ our universe created ~ in a blue moment —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Waking up

we will listen when ~ the night wind whispers its dreams ~ to a rosy morning —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Rules

always grappling with ~ convenient conventions ~ caging us apart —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Directions

please show me the place ~ where we wandered together ~ on a sunny day —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Drifting

I am suspended ~ for I have a private moon ~ within which I wait —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Core

when surrendering ~ without any holding back ~ we find to ourselves —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Black

these days of onyx ~ these days of ruminating ~ about what was lost —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Centred

thousand shapes of love ~ through a stairway to your core ~ spiral through the night —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fire

sometimes beauty comes ~ from the ashes of our hurt ~ to heal what’s broken —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Scene

what could never be ~ peaceful and without mourning ~ we buried our hearts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Autumn bird

she has warmed his heart ~ for the briefest of moments ~ and he has touched hers —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Time

wandering through lanes ~ of green springtime memories ~ and of days gone by —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lost artist

the nearness of you ~ plays on the shapes in my mind ~ in pastel hues —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Revival

and I will know you ~ when you reach through autumn dreams ~ into my winter —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Shard

the one I treasure ~ the one I stumble upon ~ on a bright blue day —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Staying power

white spirals of dreams ~ in a bouquet of wonder ~ that never decay —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa