In stone

only one ‘always’ ~ the language of our bodies ~ grammar without words — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Distinction

frost on blackberries ~ a world so far from these shores ~ different hemispheres —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Red

ochre on your hands ~ the colour of deep-ripe fruit ~ dripping in the sand — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pastel

catching the red tones ~ in a world that’s yellowed out ~ escaping in pink —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Renewal

losing myself in ~ the blue landscape of a voice ~ painting me like snow — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Stacked

in greys upon greys ~ making magic out of stones ~ everlasting days —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Loop

against the ceiling ~ endless payer of the mantis ~ which brings no respite — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa