Catherine Baker

one breath before flight between leaves negative birds made of mud or sky

iron gate of a closed-down church ... a sundown town #senryu

quickly dashing off a few things— tonight's red beans simmering simmering #tanka

I love the @badlilies.bsky.social style -- the distinctive blush setting; the showcase of circa 15 blooms per issue; each deftly hand-tied (spot the ingenious links between poems!)-- a tour-de-force of floristry craft from super-editors @kathryngray.bsky.social & @andrewjamesneilson.bsky.social! 🙏🌹💐

Weather Report: wild, wet, windy. A sudden plunge into unlit dark & mud, bringing the horse in. My shadow a Nosferatu grotesque in head torch light. A skittishness of leaves. A horse colics: we help his owner keep him on his feet til the vet arrives. Emotional Weather: storm-facing

& 1st weeknight running on winter time - another warning of wind about to begin - a roll of greasy weather, but the powder blue of it, indigo flare over hills, the bruise of it pricked by lights, the living-in, moving with

Our rivers, bend but do not broaden; so for every gain, there is also a loss. A part of us, is left with every step; each shore visited, a tomb of memories. Recalling, the paradox of Theseus; we are not the ship, but the sea. #sijo

withered fruit these sweet promises to myself #DailyHaikuPrompt

Terry Street might have been Douglas Dunn's first full collection, but it's still my favourite, alongside Elegies. This poem is a terrific example of Dunn's skill, an empathetic and insightful snapshot of working-class life...

sunday drifts in a prism of eternity light bends through glass shadows turn to prayer somewhere within the infinite breathes I am nothing I am everything #Poetry #StainedGlassSunday #Photography #EastCoastKin Sagrada Família - Barcelona my 📷

Parch Marks is a cli fi novel with a dual narrative - near future and Middle Bronze age, with some folk horror elements. Archaeologist Eva Sinclair excavates a mysterious massacre #Halloween #HalloweenReads Pumpkin carved by @motiblackart.bsky.social www.gold.ac.uk/goldsmiths-p...

autumn’s color comes from stars—leaves, needles, amber, red, rust, mauve, moving through breeze, specks of sun, glinting #tanka #short-form-poetry

Photopoem shared 26th October 2026

all the quiet trees colour heaped at their feet such strength in letting go

a prayer rising on the breath of passing cars tattered butterfly

a cat stretching the space time continuum

wolf spider on the porch carries the future on her back #haiku

riding on her bike the soft breeze as she passes apple of my eye #DailyHaikuPrompt (Apple, Soft Breeze) #haiku #senryu

So much love for my child But he, an adult now, with the standard troubles of being human And I, an olden, with no real wisdom Words are lost to me But soup That I can manage To feed him solace in a bowl Aware of tears on the edge of his lashes As steam fogs his glasses Reaching #sensewrds 285

shadows’ shadows things I can’t just turn off and on #haiku #senryu #SenryuSunday

autumn storm bruised apples gathered in my my skirt #dailyhaikuprompt #apple #haiku #haikusaturday

#dailyhaikuprompt #redmaple maple leaves swirling in autumn wind her red hair

jdubqca.com/2018/10/25/r... REWRITING HISTORY #poetry <Oct-2018>

constellation – a thousand invisible stars in every space #thingstowriteabout #bspp58 #haiku #senryu

naming constellations the way we used to do but no surprises not one giggle making up names without you #inkMine #ThingsToWriteAbout

gale warning — seaweed riding the waves #DailyHaikuPrompt

Mount Haguro, Yamagata, Japan

autumn deepens — all the crushed acorns in my driveway #HaikuNuggets

Good hunting Clear skies, full moon, hard to hide Great Horned Owl #PaintbyWords #haiku #micropoem www.allaboutbirds.org/guide/Great_...

flashy entrance — a cardinal at the bird feeder #BraveWrite

Photopoem shared 25th October 2026

rising at first light the trees across the valley hold clouds and mountains

The wind blows, in a warm high place; what more could, a tired soul ask for? I blew bubbles, instead of tears; water too precious, under the tropic sun. Steam will rise, from the kettle in moments; and I will recall, drifting fragments. #sijo

& hunker down as light goes, storm boelo working up & camera an impressionist of churn & scatter; the storm claims an extra hour at 02.00 (stormtime savings) - tomorrow dusk arrives 16.30, amber warning running over into meantime & its fast pace jarring on the slow shift to winter mind

sadness of leaf-fall won’t notably disturb you — snail 🐌 #poem L.C. Goodwin #haiku #micropoem #SnailSeries #art Dorota Krauze #resist

Autumn wind fewer apples on the tree #DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku

peanuts for the blue jays they tell all their friends my neighbors curse me

soft stalks over slate green patience gray's insistence wisdom of mosses #HaikuSaturday photo: stockcake.com images.stockcake.com/public/c/b/7...

the wind tossing the colors right through me it's hard to be serious when your blood is a pinwheel

#vss365 The Drawstring I sat on the porch and pulled on the edge of the afternoon, like a loose thread on an old sweater, and before I knew it, I had unr av e l l e d the whole sky and brought sixty miles of darkness right down into my lap. #miles

october morning a sudden surprise one last butterfly #inkMine #Surprise #Haiku #Poetry #ECK #Haiga my 📷