Feather-painting

birds in black and white ~ with their freedom of the skies ~ wings of the mind’s eye —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Nuance

reading the same lines ~ over and over they say ~ many different things —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Detachment

on these empty shores ~ in a world of distancing ~ social solitude —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Boundless

we can be silenced ~ but thoughts cannot be quarantined ~ words have wings to fly —©  Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

No touching

no more aeroplanes ~ in the skies above our worlds ~ no live connections —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Movement

fleeter than the fish ~ feral dashing of our minds ~ and songs of our hearts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Concerto

at first we were still ~ but now we’re a symphony ~ of a thousand shades —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Roundness

concentric circles ~ drifting on spheres of delight ~ of each new morning —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Icon

sprinkles of stardust ~ colouring a black midnight ~ into a rainbow —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Reminiscence

now I think about ~ the conversations we had ~ about life and death —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Library

now that you poses ~ a bookshelf filled with my thoughts ~ you know my mind’s space —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Relativity

when souls depart ~ empty spaces left behind ~ for a little while —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Porcelain

writing careful words ~ collecting moments not things ~ for sharing with you —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Universe

captured in our words ~ sparseness and complexity ~ of delicate worlds —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In stone

when we are revealed ~ it is in the simplest of terms ~ saying “I trust you” —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Spiralling

caressing the curves ~ and sinking into the depths ~ of a flustered mind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Streak

I find in your eyes ~ a thousand green butterflies ~ and one of pure blue —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Emptied out

she’s no longer there ~ whispering words without sound ~ the breath of her soul —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Replication

in a candle’s flame ~ seeing your eyes reflecting ~ most beautiful scenes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Interesting times

it’s beyond a dream ~ it is our reality ~ these colourful days —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Distractions

three muses tattooed ~ in their flowing innocence ~ on her marbled back —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Entering

pulling up a seat ~ sitting at the firelight ~ of the music played —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Alleys of Athens

in so many minds ~ a past that wanders freely ~ through the cobbled streets —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Distance

a longing that hurts ~ but that’s also beautiful ~ in its profound depth —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Retrospect

if we could just read ~ the right book at the right time ~ life would be simple —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Brevity

it’s a shooting star ~ that brightly lights up the sky ~ as it slowly dies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Looking in

although I’m writing ~ I know I will never sing ~ this sweet melody —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Sad

this a winter song ~ with its haunting melody ~ that no one will hear —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Instrument

will you surrender ~ to the play of my fingers ~ your beautiful song? —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Once upon a time

when we were little ~ unseen moments were captured ~ in the stories told —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Time out

it is where I rest ~ in the contours of your touch ~ the warmth of your mind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Preservation

pressed between my words ~ the flowers of yesteryear ~ unknown tomorrows —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Barefooted

when we dare throwing ~ caution to the wayward winds ~ we find our own paths —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

On this bench

come and join me now ~ in the musings of my mind ~ for a little while —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Blush

I thought about you ~ when seeing the pink blossoms ~ on a distant day —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Photo opportunity

through the open lens ~ faithful to reality ~ yet softly disguised —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Mixed messages

shouting ‘hey you there!’ ~ but you are not listening ~ whispering to me —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Of bees and birds

our songs are alive ~ they tell their stories through us ~ weaving symphonies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Place

on your right shoulder ~ because the left is not mine ~ our divided world —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Resolved

settled in calmness ~ making it look so easy ~ yet finding it hard —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Veneration

we adore fire ~ the warmth it creates in us ~ to battle the ice —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Wings

movement of a hand ~ brought these two worlds together ~ shiv’ring butterflies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Swift

like a migrant bird ~ thoughts returning to a touch ~ then I fly away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Yellow brick road

every step we take ~ an unforgettable waltz ~ into the starlight —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

What was

in light and shadow ~ crystal-clear glass reflection ~ of our wanderings —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pied Piper

notes drift through the air ~ the sweet breath of fantasies ~ always out of reach —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Death

sometimes it comes ~ sudden and unexpected ~ renders us speechless —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Masked

these days of stories ~ none of which hold up to truth ~ commanding silence —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Brushstrokes

vibrant and truthful ~ those ancient ballads and blues ~ emotions captured —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Undulation

your fingers playing ~ improvising major chords ~ rippling through my mind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Study this

now we can return ~ to the dawning of it all ~ to wanting to learn —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Observation

sharing odd spaces ~ we wander early and late ~ strolling through pages —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Ornate only

use the gate next door ~ please do not come knocking here ~ this one does not work —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Flint

a handful of stones ~ flown across the continents ~ is all that remains —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fortunate

more than what was lost ~ more than a single night’s dream ~ given so much more —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Still sharing

in soundless loudness ~ the echo of our being ~ the noise of our song —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Things change

we have been caught up ~ in the still expectation ~ of our destiny —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Sitting

until yesterday ~ we have never been so still ~ utterly content —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pebbling

at the river mouth ~ balancing a stack of stones ~ lost in childhood thoughts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Social distancing

we are never far ~ always touching the same star ~ now dreaming apart —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Bygone era

throughout the decade ~ we’ve been so wise and prudent ~ yet fearless to boot —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Home

rain on a tin roof ~ dry red dust between my toes ~ child of Africa —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Spark

flames of a fire ~ eternal for a moment ~ then the cold sets in —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Stacked

stones on the beach ~ so carefully assembled ~ a mind is balanced —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Captured in stone

as our hearts breathe air ~ I wanted to share with you ~ beauty of being —© 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

Robin

in the stolen days ~ liberation of our hearts ~ that keeps on giving —© 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

Exceptional

a unique idea ~ a pure original thought ~ rarest think ever —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Poem by Graham Ducas (South Africa)

eventually ~ they dismantled the rainbow ~ colour by colour

The burdened

can you hear their song ~ their melody of sadness ~ coming in the wind —© Marlize Lombard @ 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

Paris morning

a double-ballet ~ of movement, words and music ~ city to city —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

WordPress

this our battleground ~ testing our agility ~ sparring word for word —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

African songs

they seem fancy-free ~ but each word is so loaded ~ with subtle nuance —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Counting pears

when faced with numbers ~ I battle with computing ~ give me words all day  —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Open-ended

a bit undefined ~ like the clouds changing their shapes ~ this strange love of ours —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Tethering

mind-game duality ~ endless possibility ~ time is relative —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In the forest

black-eyed Susans bloom ~ just before the Winter’s cold ~ when visiting you —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Heartsong

writing those lyrics ~ all the words to our music ~ fill a gentle space —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Raconteur

this he narrative ~ is not another story ~ it’s a life’s design —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

A Swedish tale

lost in a child’s heart ~ there’s flowers on a sausage ~ sparkles on the moon —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Little devil

with this andante ~ the perfect pace is primed ~ for our minds to fly —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Soweto rising

found in the ashes ~ if a heart that is burning ~ with every day’s light —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Realities

whilst it felt so real ~ perhaps it never happened ~ or it never passed —© Lize Bard @ haiku out of Africa

Drying

credibility ~ of promises made in the rain ~ simply washed away —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Bathing

this layered season ~ with fragrance upon fragrance ~ in togetherness —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Directions

over my shoulder ~ seeing you, walking away ~ I’m looking forward —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Steenbokfontein, South Africa: November 2019

carefully wrapped words ~ sending out paper roses ~ in a thousand lines —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Immigrants

we meet each other ~ on the streets of faraway ~ reuniting bonds —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Stroke

the air flows softer ~ through the pearly-pink fingertips ~ of an artist’s touch —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

White Republican America

the colour of men ~ in power, in greed in lies ~ from trump to trump —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Barcelona, Spain: September 2018

chaotic sound storm ~ letting the city come in ~ through a bay window —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Probing

you ask the question ~ which I answer with my eyes ~ no words are spoken —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Shared

this is our journey ~ captured in these syllables ~ of simplicity —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Jester

there’s so much to say ~ with an endless flow of prose ~ between silent hearts —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Urban art

with still thoughtfulness ~ I bring a weak offering ~ to your autumn depth —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

You said …

wanting to show you ~ a garden of pure delight ~ where minds can take flight —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Let loose

our dreaming shadows ~ hum melodies in the wind ~ fly towards the sun —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Northern autumn

on a dreary day ~ hiding from the pouring rain ~ amongst fallen leaves —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

1st World

so much art afloat ~ even toddlers are queuing ~ for new exhibits —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Hearkening

the music we speak ~ flows from word to ear to mind ~ inner melodies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Running

thought we could belong ~ thought we were part of this world ~ thoughts were ever wrong —© 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

Loss

solitude sets in ~ it will come with time I think ~ letting go gently —© 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

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

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

Impact

in a bright white flame ~ impressions spill over me ~ with their pure intent —© 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

Exposure

undressing my mind ~ with softly spoken words ~ and sharp intelligence —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Starry

lifted to new heights ~ in the work of a single night ~ melting galaxies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In glass

together we are ~ in the natural order ~ of separate worlds —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pulse

each reconnection ~ through the windows of our eyes ~ syncing each heartbeat —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Still

in these slow moments ~ we forget who we should be ~ we simply exist —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Sketchpad

my book of wonders ~ each day a discovery ~ is held in those lines —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Hung

here in the softness ~ there is safety for our hearts ~ left out in the cold —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Afoot

a wanderer comes ~ along his own winding path ~ to connect with mine —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Inspiration

when you look for it ~ it’s in the meadow dancing ~ with Shakespeare’s own words —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Candid

the words that appear ~ from nowhere out of the blue ~ more truthful than all —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pause

spare a moment please ~ for sharing a memory ~ in my rhymeless poems —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Catching stars

we vaulted heavens ~ building sturdy foundations ~ around our being —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Emotive

stirring up in us ~ a wistful curiosity ~ and deep connection —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Seasons

though grown together ~ every leaf that falls, falls alone ~ returning to dust —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Insects

a story unfolds ~ your eyes wander to a stop ~ and I butterfly —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Narrative

it is not our story ~ the one of sharing one place ~ this is more complex —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Criss-cross

a flickering maze ~ journeying to our destinies ~ labyrinth of time —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Van Gogh alive: Kalmar, Sweden, September 2019

if this is madness ~ I do not need to be sane ~ just deeply alive —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Yarn

a lost long-ago ~ discovered by accident ~ a lovely surprise —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Dictatorship

in our different worlds ~ we play the same silly games ~ convention dictates —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Last year

winter’s warming scent ~ of cinnamon and spice bakes ~ and of smiling eyes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Klaasvakie

the sand in our eyes ~ a hard grainy reminder ~ of soft summer dreams —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

No boundaries

white and fluffy clouds ~ sentinels of the wide skies ~ where we found our wings —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pickled

I take those sweet words ~ and turn them into these poems ~ procured forever —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Night & Day

in our night-time eyes ~ there are shadows and bright stars ~ no day-time regrets —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa