ancient skies said that ~ “in every heart lives a poem” ~ they were almost right —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
street art
Void
rip the empty page ~ on which I coloured my rage ~ at an empty world —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Airstream
blow the drying wind ~ no part of the land is spared ~ the touch of its heat —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Suspended
few words and a song ~ these days like a melody ~ capturing moments —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Looking back
our splintering thoughts ~ each a crystal clear window ~ through which time reflects —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
No more
abandoned in haste ~ no one knows the reason why ~ there is no one left —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
High fashion
it is all the rage ~ masking who we really are ~ to escape the truth —© 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
Emptied out
she’s no longer there ~ whispering words without sound ~ the breath of her soul —© 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
Alleys of Athens
in so many minds ~ a past that wanders freely ~ through the cobbled streets —© 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
Whisper
when no one hears me ~ I softly call the rainbow ~ colours of your voice —© 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
Heartsong
writing those lyrics ~ all the words to our music ~ fill a gentle space —© 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
Barcelona, Spain: September 2018
chaotic sound storm ~ letting the city come in ~ through a bay window —© 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
Last year
winter’s warming scent ~ of cinnamon and spice bakes ~ and of smiling eyes —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
No ceiling
don’t let go of me ~ take me with you on your mind-flight ~ amongst butterflies —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa
Moments
giving it t me ~ to hold and to protect it ~ as a token of trust —© 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
Stratigraphy
finding our bedrock ~ after years excavating ~ layered affection —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa