Crowded – Israel, June 1999

too many tourists ~ at the Sea of Galilee ~ I walk alone —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Near

when I’m far away ~ home is how you sing my name ~ on a rainy day —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Rootless

this is when we breathe ~ when there is nothing but air ~ nothing but us —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Plain Jane

not for you to know ~ where I walk and where I stay ~ my choices abide —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Point

a lonely beacon ~ reaching into the ocean ~ and into ourselves —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lost toy

when we reconnect ~ we make the silences speak ~ in beautiful words —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Safe

when I found my place ~ in this big chaotic world ~ it was in your mind —© Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa