three pensioners die ~ because they still have to queue ~ for their social grants —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Month: March 2020
Bygone era
throughout the decade ~ we’ve been so wise and prudent ~ yet fearless to boot —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
South Africa 30/03/2020 am
tired and concerned ~ sad responsibility ~ on leader-shoulders —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa: Thanking all who place their lives on the line.
Home
rain on a tin roof ~ dry red dust between my toes ~ child of Africa —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
South Africa 29/03/2020 am
can we curb the spread ~ with rubber bullets flying ~ in the face of fear? —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa: Thanking all who place their lives on the line.
Spark
flames of a fire ~ eternal for a moment ~ then the cold sets in —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
South Africa 28/03/2020
most unequal world ~ when lockdown priority ~ is simply water —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa: Thanking all who place their lives on the line.
Stacked
stones on the beach ~ so carefully assembled ~ a mind is balanced —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
South Africa 27/03/2020 pm
in these chilling times ~ may it be a change for good ~ homeless helped from the streets —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa: Thanking all who place their lives on the line.
South Africa 27/03/2020 am
silent autumn day ~ waking up with sad news of ~ first fatalities —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa: Thanking all who place their lives on the line.
Captured in stone
as our hearts breathe air ~ I wanted to share with you ~ beauty of being —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
South Africa 26/03/2020
“there will be no dogs” ~ we brace for strict enforcement ~ of the lockdown rules —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Reptilian
in the morning sun ~ the lizard in my garden ~ quickly slips away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Fall
a tender goodbye ~ to remember until spring ~ autumn’s legacy —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Rarity
blue moon autumn ~ just once in a lifetime ~ once is enough —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Water’s edge
I still do not know ~ the meaning of your message ~ after all these years —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Exposure
stripped winter branches ~ our nakedness is revealed ~ just like the bare trees —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Robin
in the stolen days ~ liberation of our hearts ~ that keeps on giving —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Time
spring, summer, autumn ~ love a much deeper season ~ the winter too soon —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Whisper
when no one hears me ~ I softly call the rainbow ~ colours of your voice —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Of gods and things
myths of origin ~ age-old stories repeated ~ the mantis whispers —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Somewhere on a Greek island
in picturesque pose ~ standing against the bright sun ~ of a brand new day —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Exceptional
a unique idea ~ a pure original thought ~ rarest think ever —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Lost generations
living in lost space ~ a world tired of waiting ~ for us to move on —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
From distant shores
on Visby’s beach ~ gathering five pebbles ~ home to Africa —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Poem by Graham Ducas (South Africa)
eventually ~ they dismantled the rainbow ~ colour by colour
Mixed
black and white questions ~ our past always catching up ~ the future unknown —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
The burdened
can you hear their song ~ their melody of sadness ~ coming in the wind —© Marlize Lombard @ Haiku out of Africa
Way-finding
wandering through words ~ straying amongst all the noise ~ the wings of silence —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Being a dune
carried in the wind ~ we are all these grains of sand ~ forever shifting —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Annually
the seasons repeat ~ we find ourselves grounded in ~ these few simple words —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Drawn
voices in the air ~ lost in the darkness of night ~ finding a new way —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Veteran
needing to step back ~ violence captured in your poems ~ leaving me distraught —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Paris morning
a double-ballet ~ of movement, words and music ~ city to city —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Whiteout
our love turns to dust ~ our memories fade away ~ as time takes its toll —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
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