Stacked

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

Settled

this is our odd world ~ the one we agreed upon ~ in a sift moment — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Oceans of sand

desert of return ~ I swim in your warm embrace ~ touching all the stones — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Namibia 2017/01

Pink stones

living for today ~ cherishing our yesterdays ~ dreaming tomorrows — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Upington 2016/11

Enthralled

wandering spellbound ~ amongst the arches of the past ~ and cobblestone streets — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Vista

we stand on this shore ~ separate yet together ~ our outlook is shared — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Congruence

when I disappear ~ in the softness of the stones ~ harmonies unfold — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Liquid rock

fitting into me ~ leaving no untouched spaces ~ and nowhere to hide — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Annecdotes

carefully in place ~ my life is a stack of stones ~ each a story long


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@ Haiku out of Africa

Just enough

a song in my heart ~ a pebble in my pocket ~ it’s enough for now


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Silent stones

in your quietude ~ I discover the music ~ of our private world


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Muse

my inspiration ~ a stone, an acorn, a touch ~ then I move on


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Day gone by

our day of sharing ~ warm like the stones in my hand ~ softly drifts away


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