in the dappled shade ~ the river takes us away ~ to its land of dreams —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Month: December 2019
Keeping time
sand sifts the moments ~ as they slip into the past ~ captured in these words —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Making glass
being all wrapped up ~ these complementary colours ~ shape the way we think —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Exuberance
an eye for detail ~ voluptuousness of the mind ~ gives birth to beauty —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Vista
there is a calm storm ~ rising on the horizon ~ to blow us away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Adrift
being lost again ~ in the depths of soft greyness ~ floating in your eyes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Loss
solitude sets in ~ it will come with time I think ~ letting go gently —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Travelling
far away from home ~ balmy autumn afternoon ~ sun and thunderclouds —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Silent music
when all is spoken ~ our language becomes silent ~ our breaths a still song —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Walks of life
sharing memories ~ as we walk the galleries ~ that capture our souls —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Phase
remember the fields ~ of European summers ~ now long forgotten —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Untouched
poetry of life ~ our freedom and dignity ~ found in solitude —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Ellipsis
space between my words ~ beloved of my still mind ~ a blue resting place —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Banana Republic(ans)
banana letter ~ from banana president ~ banana party —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Concealed
this is where I hide ~ in the stillness of your touch ~ the depth of your eyes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Fledglings
the first encounter ~ was a lazy summer’s day ~ and carefully paced —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Everywhere
it’s equally short ~ the distance between us ~ either here or there —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Hiding
and then I could see ~ an age-old song in your eyes ~ with golden rainbows —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Reality
closer, closer by ~ the end approaches every day ~ our return to stone —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Farm
folded sheath on sheath ~ with the sunshine caught in each ~ golden autumn days —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Gentle rising
on this new morning ~ the softest sunrise for us ~ consumed by the sea —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Impact
in a bright white flame ~ impressions spill over me ~ with their pure intent —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Instinct
like a homing dove ~ my impulse to fly to you ~ to break from restraints —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Cherrey blossoms: Van Gogh
a floral pattern ~ balanced in such a fine weave ~ just a moment long —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Fortress
will you let me in ~ as I stand before your walls ~ knocking at your door —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Sketch
reaching deep within ~ delivering the vision ~ of a resting dream — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Childless
we are from different trees ~ yet our minds demand a pair ~ fruiting in our thoughts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Transient
small symbols of care ~ interpreted through thin air ~ sometimes in a touch —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Sinking in
listening to you ~ the depth of your pain and joy ~ holding you so dear —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Ageless
around ancient stones ~ finding a space of wonder ~ that ignites our thoughts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
No waves
the softest ocean ~ surrounds a grey rainy day ~ envelopes shared thoughts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Hot
red sun on red rock ~ lying in the naked heat ~ of all that’s hidden —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa