Reanimation

A story told in haiku stanzas

All images created on Midjourney

Coffee shop artist
Crumples paper; leaves behind
Flees in silent tears

Saddened, I approach
Discarded imaginings
Reverently unfold

Passion leaps from pages
Wondrous magic, graphite made
Breathing, whole, alive

Images discarded by artist

Creased images tell
Story of self-belief crushed
Beneath critic’s lies

On park bench I find
Artist, eyes fixed on nothing
Hope’s flame extinguished

I sit, hold out match
“These are extraordinary”
Eyes spark; fire ignites

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This is another set of haiku I wrote in response to a one word prompt on Threads. The word was reanimation. I decided to take it in a slightly different direction than one might expect. Instead of coming back from literal death, I chose to bring an artist back from creative death, caused by a crushed spirit.

Does this story speak to you in any way? Do you enjoy stories told in verse? I love the interactivity between the stanzas and the images. Leave a comment below!