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Pensils

artwork created ~ with every word we write ~ something new is born — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Right here

in this quiet place ~ in a corner of our hearts ~ poetry is born — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Poetry

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

Consistency

always on my mind ~ painting you in these words ~ colour by texture — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

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Splash

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

This place

it seems forgotten ~ the words you wrote from afar ~ wishing you were here — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Words with wings

sharing them each day ~ these immeasurable fervours ~ thoughts cast in the air — © 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

Words have wings

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

A place for all

so many people ~ each one captured in a poem ~ each an emotion — © 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

Dedicated

just had a feeling ~ needed to write you a poem ~ so this is for you — © 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

Wordless

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

Lost cartographer’s road-map to friendship: 4/10

when you write your prose ~ in lyrical abstraction ~ it’s heard from afar — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Mystic muses

idols of desire ~ demand hymns to be written ~ in an endless flow — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Art

our common language ~ cannot be a spoken one ~ yet we understand — © 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

Early

morning messages ~ written when the birds still sing ~ telling you I care — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Like a feather

this poem found me here ~ where I’m sitting deep in thought — © 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

Dayjob

on the dull grey days ~ when another hat is warn ~ this poet is missed — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

‘L’

alliteration ~ the letters laugh on the leaf ~ then lie lazily — Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Post

a multitude of ~ letters across the oceans ~ find their way to you — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Libretti

listen to my song ~ making music with my words ~ my soul’s instrument — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Absent

as we write these words ~ I feel you drifting away ~ into desert sands — © Lize Bard @ Haiku out of Africa

Manifest

our connectedness ~ written in the universe ~ inescapable — 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

Muse

my inspiration ~ a stone, an acorn, a touch ~ and then I move on — Lize Bard © Haiku out of Africa

Still flight

wandering through words ~ straying amongst all the noise ~ the wings of silence — Lize Bard© Haiku out of Africa

Anchored

the seasons repeat ~ I find myself grounded in ~ these few simple words — 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

Charmingly exposed

no hidden meaning ~ the best poems should simply ‘be’ ~ whisking us away — 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

7-5-7

I play with the words ~ until they dare to behave ~ in prime syllables

Passage

this is our journey ~ captured in these syllables ~ of simplicity

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e-Poetry

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

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When we write

thus we paint our words ~ on empty white canvases ~ creating new worlds

Hourglass

sand sifts the moments ~ as they slip into the past ~ captured in these words

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Unchained

no one can dictate ~ where a poet’s words come from ~ our minds roaming free

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Curator

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

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Appreciation

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

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Writing life

a poet’s pencil ~ a soul that calls for music ~ let us fill the page

Along the path

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

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Unaffected

slipping from my pen ~ without pretence or control ~ a river of thoughts

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Like water

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

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Penning

as I pen my thoughts ~ the world carries on and on ~ with me slowing down

Following thoughts

in a few words ~ a trail of thought opens up ~ our minds may take flight

1001 Haiku

I paint with my words ~ the thoughts of a thousand nights ~ and another one

Mountain blues

words flow from my pen ~ looking up to the mountains ~ you should have been here

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Legend

and so we can write ~ such a beautiful story ~ of a simple love

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Raining words

swirling snow-white clouds ~ reflect our free-flowing thoughts ~ until it rains words

Erased

our words become dust ~ in which we finger-paint thoughts ~ to be wiped away

Verbal waltz

capturing our thoughts ~ words dancing across the page ~ before they take flight

Vocabulary

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

Author

you open your mind
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invite me to disappear
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in the labyrinth

Writing

words flow easily
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poetry flies from my hand
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melodies in thought

Beginning

start of a short poem
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a word written on paper
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it is all there is

Message

morning messages
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written while the birds still sing
–
tell you I care

‘L’

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

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