Catherine Baker

squinting against rain
flooded ruts in the lane shine
like silver headlights

key handover day & the last leaving, greylag standing to attention last eyes on you as you go

How many, are the pleas for peace; and how few, are the tyrants they’ve swayed?

I suspect those, who heed such reasoning; are not the ones, who launch unjust wars.

Each era, tends the orchard of mercy; we beg the next one, to grow kinder.

#sijo

february blues
north wind returns
a rosy glow

#haiku #DailyHaikuPrompt (north wind)

feathers holding rain
shaking
sparrows

frost on the trellis
a cascade of yellow stars
sweet winter jasmine

#dailyhaikuprompt #trellis
#haiku #winter

Paper aquatic plant replicas

New work- aquatic plants- mostly invasive. These are paper sculptures.

Poetry - December 2025/January 2026 - The Way of Tea John North. Writer. b.1990. Based in Cumbria

A belated Happy New Year — and perhaps a more seasonally apt one, with early February and the lunar new year close at hand

#art Georgia O'Keeffe
#haiku #micropoem
snail 🐌

#resist

pine wind
needles falling on the water's
cool sound

#haiku poems of Matsuo Basho, 1692-1694
translator: Jane Reichhold
#micropoetry

midnight forest
the black cat teaches her
which way to go

#haiku #UnknownFairyTales

weather report—
I imagine the rain
finding its roof
#haiku #poetry

Winter hydrangeas, dry and red-brown on their stalks, against the back fence in my garden. There is a triangle of slanted sunlight at the top of the fence, and a blue criss-crossed shadow behind the hydrangeas, from the adjacent fence's lattice.

#BlueSkyArtShow #Sunlight

The slant of sunlight on the bones of the hydrangeas in my #winter #garden.

#photography #EastCoastKin #shadow #chiaroscuro

'Wonderful' Roman terracotta head found during Magna Fort dig Volunteers unearthed the striking 2,000-year-old piece during work at a fort in Northumberland.

www.bbc.co.uk/news/article... #romans

One reason I write poetry is to heal. I wrote this one after an emotionally traumatic episode that opened my eyes to a path of healing. ♥️❤️‍🩹
#poetry

#DailyHaikuPrompt #northwind

in full mourning
the north wind and i
continue to wail

snow squall warnings
every wind rages
like the north wind

#DailyHaikuPrompt (north wind) #senryu #haiku #3lines #micropoetry

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a sudden silence
at the backyard feeders
american kestrel

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#haiku #senryu #micropoetry

Wild Garlic wild garlic the taste of lunch  drifting  (C) Steven Stokes

wild garlic
the taste of lunch
drifting

#HaikuSaturday #Haiku #Poem

stevenlstokes.wordpress.com/2026/02/04/w...

north wind
an aluminum can
picks up speed
#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku

beer can
rolling down the street
spilling the wind

Yesterday is like a refllection April 20 . yesterday A willow coming out fairly, with honey-bees humming on it, in a warm nook. And now different kinds of bees and flies ...

Yesterday is like
a reflection in water.
Inverted, ideal.

HDT ~ April 20, 1854
tinyurl.com/hdt-540420

.
a vein of light in the breeze a blue damselfly flickers

Alan Summers
Blithe Spirit 36.1 (February 2026 issue) ed. Iliyana Stoyanova
#haiku #monostich #monoku #damselflies

the #blood was a lamb's
and he wept over its limp wool
but now, he was free

#haiku #UnknownFairyTales #vss365

Thank you, Leigh!

My blood beats green
through vein and bone,
Each pulse the proof
I’m not alone.

Inside I taste
the hawthorn’s thorn,
Life breathing life
till life is worn.

#vss365

solar flare
a serendipitous glitch
late night aurora

#SciFaikuSaturday (glitch) #senryu #3lines #micropoetry

tethered to the sky
the pulse you heard before birth
beats in you always

the smell of ripe figs
remembering granmær's kitchen
and light off the Mason jaws

#tanka

It's often in the feeding of people & animals, in rural outposts, or observing nature anywhere, the winds of change are felt first. Comments like 'this is one of the most important articles I've read on here recently' could apply to any of @environment.theguardian.com Country Diaries, most days.