Catherine Baker
@catbake.bsky.social
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Writer and editor in educational publishing.
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catbake.bsky.social
these tiny white moths
brush the air above my skin
slip into silence
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joypops.bsky.social
woodsmoke
above the bridge
brown leaves falling

#haiku
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krislindbeck.bsky.social
sunfish swimming
down through blue sky
amid cloud flowers

#haiku #haiga
completethehaiga.bsky.social
#completethehaiga 119 #prompt #haiga #haiku #senryu #tanka
abstract drawing of a fish from overhead
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philippa.bsky.social
#Gothtober photopoem shared 13th October 2025
Photo hows an avenue of gnarled, leafless trees leading to a small hillock. On it stands a battered, overgrown planter. The poem reads ~ smudge of remnant leaves/ cracked urn revered by ivy:/ country house gothick
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kshepherdwrites.bsky.social
orb weaver
spinning between stems
catching frost

#dailyhaikuprompt stem
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pleides.bsky.social
harvest over
quiet empty fields
soil tucked in

#dailyhaikuprompt (field)
#haiku #autumn
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jennfel.bsky.social
morning chill
autumn carries undertones
of winter
#vss365 #haiku
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haikubycrane.bsky.social
caterpillar
between leaves,
visible world for now

#haiku #nature #caterpillar
A caterpillar moving from one leaf to another.
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oevermann.bsky.social
insomnia’s cathedral

thoughts ring like bells
in the skull’s small nave

each toll a reminder
that silence was never empty

waking feels the same
only brighter

#poetry
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magedah.bsky.social
#HaikuFeels #OneLineOctober #monoku #haiku

desolate wind even the moon looks thin tonight
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krislindbeck.bsky.social
Two #haiku, yesterday and today.
Maybe it's time to get back to writing a little poem daily . . .

first cool night
the silver sound of crickets
slips in the window

such a noise!
two or three mockingbrirds
argue in grackle

(and yes, they really do!)
youtu.be/PbImHA61P1o?...
Northern Mockingbird Singing
YouTube video by MikWilkens
youtu.be
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4aamari.bsky.social
together in long reach and stride
silhouette loblolly pines lace across the view and reach up to the peach mauve sky and mirrored too reach across the peach mauve water that shimmers at our feet
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maryfrancesness.bsky.social
so kind of you to think of me @sparklism.bsky.social thank you!

it's the best ever view of a smoking shelter 😎!
and could that be a moon rising .. ?
sparklism.bsky.social
Landscape of the smoking shelter at work, after @maryfrancesness.bsky.social
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sarahhina.bsky.social
in the wood behind
the yellow house
a yellow tree
sheds yellow
leaves
while two crows
laugh
catbake.bsky.social
yellow field maples
none of these million leaves
utterly perfect
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johnnorthwrites.bsky.social
In the morning, mist.
Let tears speak for themselves.
October, breathing.

#haiku
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tobytram.bsky.social
A visit to a garden centre closing down. A melancholic place; picked as barren as a whale carcass; flowers faded, with a photo of their spring pomp; trees waving their pale bare branches in the hope to please,

An empty polytunnel which was like being under ice, the autumn leaves skating overhead.
An empty, near derelict polytunnel, with a laminated sign on the outside promising:

All labelled &
priced plants
in this poly-tunnel
are for sale
A photo of the polytunnel roof. Plastic, mottled with dirt and dust, dull bright with milky sunshine. A single leaf, a rusty red, stamped on the outside of the plastic - looking like the fossilised footprint of a dinosaur. The same, only now there’s a cluster of leaves, in the anti-matter emptiness of the dirty polytunnel plastic. One leaf again, adrift in the soft dull white of the plastic roof. Its shape is only just defined, as if it’s a memory of an autumn leaf.
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americansijo.bsky.social
As we wait, for that distant news; the hours press us, like a too-soaked garment.

Selfishly, I wish the strife begun; to escape the weight, of anticipation.

Not my war, though it is surely ours; this impaling watch, has been no peace.

#sijo
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borthwickdave.bsky.social
& sudden fall of temperature soon as sun goes, sky shocks indigo in aftermath & last weekend's stormwaters driven overground
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haikupoet.bsky.social
october mist
wrapped around the rose bush
spider webs

#haiku