The Bag Lady

Here is this week’s image to get your creative juices flowing! This picture is of a lighthouse illuminated against a dark twilight sky.

Please create one senryu and one haiku to accompany this image prompt. Remember that traditional American haikus and senryus consist of three lines in a 5-7-5 syllabic pattern. The haiku describes nature or a season, and the senryu focuses on human nature and emotions.

Then, provide a link in the comments below or ping back to this post on your blog.

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daring the darkness

standing out for travelers

a simple lighthouse

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barely lighting, still

through a bevy of black clouds

rise up for safety

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SenHai Saturday #63

Some days I could sit here in my lodge
Staring at all the “needed” hodgepodge
A laziness I sometimes allow myself
Ignoring it like dust on the shelf
Other days it bothers me
It’s a jumble of trash I see
Nothing special or of worth
I hate to admit
It’s been like this since birth!

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Weekend Writing Prompt #479 – Hodgepodge

Well there goes another month! I can’t believe how fast this year is going and August here in Wyoming means it’s time to vote! Please do! There’s no luck of the draw here, folks, it’s your vote that makes changes happen. Have a fun weekend!

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The Friday Reminder and Prompt for #SoCS August 1, 2026

Dressing up was torment

Having to tuck your shirt

Weather being torrid

Unable to look pert

Dave decided to go native

Dressed up as from a cave

All went well until

His mom began to rave

Get inside this minute

Your lack of dress is not accepted

Go back to your room

Dave felt relieved

To leave the yard

And sit in his A/C bloom.

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Three Things Challenge #MM502

Date taken unknown. My eastern sky view from our carport in China Grove, Texas. Some evenings I go out there to feel less alone, even when I stand out there all by myself.

©2026 Jill Witherspoon. All Rights Reserved.

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solitary sight

stands off the main drag

useful for a bird

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Haiku Fridays with J-Dub #14

Is the Quadrille new to you? Here’s what to do: 

No need to panic! The Quadrille is really quite simple when you boil it down: pen us a poem of exactly 44 words, not counting the title. Include some form of the word “Care.” 

Post your piece on your own blog and link here using the Mr. Linky icon below. The Quadrille prompt is open all week, so feel free to stop by anytime you like. Also, please remember to read and comment on your fellow poet’s work.

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The word is care
Never rare
But beware
With overshare
People say how are you
No wait for reply
Try to answer
But as if they’re a dancer
Swish you around
No listening for sound
Don’t stop their beat
Keeping on, on the street.

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Q. 252 – Quadrilling without a care in the world  

Nothing could make me go on another diet. 🥴

One-Liner Wednesday – Nothing

Turkey Talk

The rafter of turkeys climbs the tired tree trunk, every gaggle talking at once about the overcrowding problem. All gobbles trying to be louder than their neighbor, wanting their personal point of view heard. Only a tiny group of yelping heard from the highest up the tree. They knew they were the elite, not only in climbing, but the most talented to design the newest community. Purring was resonating from the older, quieter generation, taking their time at the bottom of the yielding trunk, as they were empathetic to its fate of change. The youngsters were just giving excited clucking.

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31 July 2026

The old necromancer sat in his high backed overstuffed chair, and let out a loud toot. Accompanied by a huge unexpected yawn, the hopefully temporary flatulence was released. Too many of those “happy” cookies, he admitted to himself. His wife baked the treats whenever rainy weather came. It always boosted clientele.

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Can You Tell A Story In…

───── ⋆⋅Round #99⋅⋆ ─────

1. If your shadow had its own personality, what would it complain about most often? You’re not laughing enough! 🙃

2. What’s the most dramatic thing your phone has ever done at the worst possible moment? Accidentally had the ringer turned up. It is housed in my bra. Need I say more? Went off so loud I jumped, spilled, etc…🙄

3. If household objects could file workplace grievances, which one in your home would report you first? My wheelchair which has started moaning and creaking when I’m reaching down. 😏

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Get to Know You #99!