words

Reading

words give shape to you ~ while the sun clings to the hills ~ before letting go — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Straying

paths deviating ~ from the highways of our words ~ lead to wonderings — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Afrika

Inner storms

on the surface still ~ your words roll like crashing waves ~ breaking over me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

People of my words

by writing these words ~ people are turned into poems ~ each with a new breath — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Barcelona 2018/09

Vergangklik

our words become dust ~ in which we finger-paint thoughts ~ to be wiped away — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Stellenbosch 2016/11

Balancing act

walking the tightrope ~ of oblique innuendo ~ and finely weighed words — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Stellenbosch 2016/11

Mason

dormant dimension ~ of words never verbalised ~ of thoughts unexpressed — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Scania 2019/08

Poetry

capturing our thoughts ~ words dancing across the page ~ before they take flight — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Malmö 2016/09

Listen

those deaf to silence ~ will not understand the words ~ born from our silence — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Namibia 2017/01

Devoted

not wasting our words ~ on the silences we share ~ doting on stillness — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa — Photo: Scania 2018/08

Splash

usually controlled ~ sometimes my words turn feral ~ my poetry wild — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

From my window: Lund, Sweden: August 2018

a double-ballet ~ of movement, words and music ~ city to city — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Near

I keep on drifting ~ in the echo of your words ~ sensing your presence — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

African child

i’ll give my last words ~ my last tears and my last pain ~ to lift your sorrow — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Ride

spinning away ~ in a roundabout of rare words ~ floating on thin air — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

African skies

lyric to my song ~ your words touching the blue notes ~ laying deep within — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

In vain

with our futile words ~ we write into the spaces ~ where our hearts should be — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Waterblommetjie

floating on the pond ~ the words that we cast adrift ~ like waterlilies — for lunarpoet © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Sweet nothings

it’s sweeter than sweet ~ words on the tip of my tongue ~ round deliciousness — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Scribbling

lettering away ~ at life’s pleasures and life’s pains ~ each word a reprise — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

True colour

I’m a little blue ~ I’m a little old-fashioned ~ I use words as glue — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Writer’s plight

when words are streaming ~ who are we to stop the flow? ~ someone listening? — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Apology

when you speak softly ~ I’m sorry for my silence ~ for my loss of words — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Words have wings

this our legacy ~ these written words never die ~ allow minds to fly — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Inspiration

I breathe you deeply ~ your words nourishing my being ~ then I let you go — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

I’ll listen

tell me about time ~ tell me something beautiful ~ tell me about stars — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Exposed

revealed in your words ~ tucked beneath that rough surface ~ there’s a tender soul — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Word wealth

today a treasure ~ pages filled with poetry ~ easy with a muse — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Opening

breaking the stillness ~ my thoughts shatter into words ~ some of which you catch — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Short-lived

our words drifting on ~ glittering wings in the wind ~ quickly forgotten — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Process

thoughts in all four winds ~ but you keep them together ~ until the words flow — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Fiction

thus we paint our words ~ on empty white canvases ~ creating new worlds — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Reflection

never intended ~ in the echo of my words ~ each one sees himself — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Wordless

with nothing to say ~ there are too many words to ~ say it all at once — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Collectively

you misread my words ~ whereas I trusted your tone ~ now we are both lost — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Silly me

I did not realise ~ the true meaning of your words ~ so I let you go — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Special

wary of people ~ preferring soft stones and words ~ yet you are welcome — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Lost cartographer’s road-map to friendship: 8/10

words meant for one ~ gain universal meaning ~ through our poetry — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Inside out

as emotions flow ~ in the warm lines of my words ~ I smile at the cold — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

The fit

treasuring these words ~ brightest diamonds in my hands ~ heartfelt reflections — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Modulation

draped across our words ~ covering the nuances ~ layers of silence — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Story telling

the beauty of words ~ paints bright pictures in our minds ~ with lasting effect — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Soupçon

little bit of love ~ little bit of poetry ~ goes such a long way — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Wilderness

for once and for words ~ I am just a little lost ~ in my emotions — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Bulletin

words capturing me ~ with kind generosity ~ make me more than me — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Poetry

language of our hearts ~ captured by the flow of words ~ without restriction — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Cycle

on those prickly days ~ please forgive my sharpened stings ~ I’ll be soft again — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Wordless

a word that is lost ~ I am lost in all the words ~ my silence has wings — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Infill

my words remain few ~ only half-uttered ideas ~ you fill the spaces — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Treasure

valued gift of trust ~ a silent affirmation ~ when we need no words — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Deafening

thunderously loud ~ words I never hear you say ~ captured in this place — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Book

the letters in me ~ spread in words over pages ~ reading out to you — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Entanglement

me in a head-spin ~ you in a bedlam of words ~ it is oh so clear

@ Haiku out of Africa

Charmingly exposed

no hidden meaning ~ the best poems should simply ‘be’ ~ whisking us away — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

After the rain

subtle persuasion ~ in each softly spoken word ~ reaching for the sky — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Pondered

all things considered ~ words are the doors to our minds ~ access to our thoughts — © Lize Bard 2 Haiku out of Africa

Flown

my words absconded ~ leaving silence in their wake ~ filling all the gaps

@ Haiku out of Africa

In silence

amongst all the noise ~ hearts talk without uttering ~ even single words

@ Haiku out of Africa

You said

“you never told me ~ that you loved me from day one” ~ but I did each day

@ Haiku out of Africa

Your poetry

a slave to freedom ~ you tie my heart with your words ~ permitting airlift

@ Haiku out of Africa

Layered

draped across our words
–
covering the nuances
–
layers of silence

e-Poetry

our words reaching out ~ across the seven oceans ~ meeting in mid-air

@ Haiku out of Africa

Dialect

always something new ~ as I read and read again ~ a body’s still words

@ Haiku out of Africa

Ensnared

trapped within your words ~ I have nothing left to say ~ our silence prevails

@ Haiku out of Africa

Golden intervals

undressing my mind ~ with your softly spoken words ~ and sharp intelligence

@ Haiku out of Africa

Curator

I take those sweet words ~ and turn them into these poems ~ procured forever

@ Haiku out of Africa

All is said

in simplicity ~ directness of expression ~ and intensity

@ Haiku out of Africa

Appreciation

in your hands it grew ~ beyond what I imagined ~ it could ever be

@ Haiku out of Africa

Along the path

these words come walking ~ no forcing no holding back ~ finding their own way

@ Haiku out of Africa

Enclosed

the words we don’t speak ~ are captured in depictions ~ silently attached

@ Haiku out of Africa

Never-ending

stories do not end ~ we simply stop telling them ~ when they come too close

@ Haiku out of Africa

Like water

these thoughts are flowing ~ no pushing no holding back ~ finding their own way

@ Haiku out of Africa

Skin

when you asked bluntly ~ what is it like to be white? ~ I was lost for words

©Lize Bard

@ Haiku out of Africa

Vibrant

you speak in colours ~ I hear you in a rainbow ~ our imagined world

©Lize Bard

@ Haiku out of Africa

Beautiful wilderness

a fine rain of words ~ precipitates the desert ~ of our wanderings

©Lize Bard

@ Haiku out of Africa

Sugar & spice

the little girl said ~ I like you more than ice cream ~ and that said it all

©Lize Bard

Too many words

fifty words for sand ~ one hundred words for white snow ~ how many for you?

Silence

wandering through words
straying amongst all the noise
the wings of silence

Wish you were here

it seems forgotten
–
that you spoke it out loud that
–
you wished you were here

Shattered silence

breaking the stillness
–
my thoughts shatter into words
–
some of which you catch

Vocabulary

there’s a tender soul
–
tucked beneath your rough surface
–
revealed in your words

Sheltering words

thinking our own thoughts
–
spinning our delicate webs
–
words that hug our worlds

Writing

words flow easily
–
poetry flies from my hand
–
melodies in thought

/Kaggen

myths of origin
–
age-old stories repeated
–
the mantis whispers

Come in

wary of people
–
preferring soft stones and words
–
yet you are welcome

Lacking vocabulary

I,I,I,I,I
–
mr Trump, accomplishment
–
is not sacrifice

Biting my tongue

my words often pitched
–
on the cusp of making waves
–
but then I rephrase

‘L’

alliteration
–
the letters laugh on the leaf
–
then lie lazily

Unrestricted

haiku of the soul
–
captured by the flow of words
–
without restriction

Listening

with eyes wide shut
–
words just drifting in the wind
–
hear their history

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this:

Share this:

Like this: