Contours

remembering us ~ and that youth and age will meet ~ somewhere down the line —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In a brushstroke

delusion of hearts ~ shooting starts strewn in the skies ~ clouds are dancing —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Connecting

reunited minds ~ wrapped in micro-poetry ~ a brief setting free —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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

Boundless

we can be silenced ~ but thoughts cannot be quarantined ~ words have wings to fly —©  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

Relativity

when souls depart ~ empty spaces left behind ~ for a little while —© 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

Distractions

three muses tattooed ~ in their flowing innocence ~ on her marbled back —© 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

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

Once upon a time

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

Preservation

pressed between my words ~ the flowers of yesteryear ~ unknown tomorrows —© 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

Mixed messages

shouting ‘hey you there!’ ~ but you are not listening ~ whispering to me —© 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

Yellow brick road

every step we take ~ an unforgettable waltz ~ into the starlight —© 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

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

Study this

now we can return ~ to the dawning of it all ~ to wanting to learn —© 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

Social distancing

we are never far ~ always touching the same star ~ now dreaming apart —© 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

Water’s edge

I still do not know ~ the meaning of your message ~ after all these years —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Exceptional

a unique idea ~ a pure original thought ~ rarest think ever —© 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

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

Directions

over my shoulder ~ seeing you, walking away ~ I’m looking forward —© 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

Barcelona, Spain: September 2018

chaotic sound storm ~ letting the city come in ~ through a bay window —© 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

1st World

so much art afloat ~ even toddlers are queuing ~ for new exhibits —© 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

Sketch

reaching deep within ~ delivering the vision ~ of a resting dream — © 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

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

Inspiration

when you look for it ~ it’s in the meadow dancing ~ with Shakespeare’s own words —© 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

No boundaries

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

Light

build me a glass house ~ so that my windows seep sun ~ and I breathe blue skies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Recall

down in the cellar ~ finding yesterday’s secrets ~ bringing them to light —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Miró: Barcelona, Spain; September 2018

a woman entranced ~ by the play of shooting stars ~ an artist’s demise —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fine art

the art of leaving ~ the art of saying goodbye ~ the art of flying —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Like water

these words come walking ~ no forcing no holding back ~ finding their own way —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Departures

another runway ~ in opposite directions ~ from where our hearts fly —© 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

Rules

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

Core

when surrendering ~ without any holding back ~ we find to ourselves —© 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

Lost artist

the nearness of you ~ plays on the shapes in my mind ~ in pastel hues —© 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

Late

evening roses ~ softly spill their deep perfume ~ into purple nights —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Climbing

painted in my words ~ awash in silver moonlight ~ a staircase to you —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Moment

today in your eyes ~ a shallow blue-green ocean ~ searching for my shore —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Adrift

clouds sailing like ships ~ through windy oceans of blue ~ never reaching land —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Carousel

my mind in circles ~ around midnight messages ~ I don’t understand —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Up close

it is always there ~ it’s disguised in every word ~ the stillness in us —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fleeting

it is a rainbow ~ this our multi-coloured life ~ so quickly over —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Prisoner

then you sang to me ~ that old rocking melody ~ about hard times past —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Ebb & flow

in the tidal tug ~ I can only gravitate ~ towards your slow pull —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Creativity

unbeknown to us ~ art teaches us about love ~ teaches us to share —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Courage

not fearing the leap ~ it is only in mid-air ~ that our wings unfurl —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Brush

you paint with colours ~ on my vacant white canvas ~ creating such joy —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Zero

finding our freedom ~ if nothing belongs to us ~ then we can let go —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Experience

adrift in the grey ~ no beginning and no end ~  this one day only —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Gone

upon departure ~ hearing a birdsong echo ~ your voice growing soft —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa