Off course

on these stormy shores ~ in spray carried on the wind ~ something went astray — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Future pasts

we’re becoming lost ~ in decoding yesterdays ~ finding tomorrows — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Spiralling

the favourite part ~ is to get lost in the words ~ of a thousand thoughts — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Disentangle

we’re all tangled up ~ when the connection is made ~ we can straighten out — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lost & found

I become so lost ~ in my isolated ways ~ but then you find me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Finding curves

astray on straight lines ~ we find long and winding ways ~ to pure happiness — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Curved

bringing a softness ~ that I’m no longer used to ~ now I’m lost therein — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa