In this reflective haiku, the transformative power of words is unveiled. Even when the lines feel imperfect, the act of writing rejuvenates the spirit, reminding us of the catharsis hidden in creation.
I write rubbish lines,
Yet always feel furbished through—
What words seem to do.
Prompt: Write a short piece or poem about how imperfection in creativity leads to unexpected growth or clarity. Explore the emotional journey of self-expression, even when you doubt its worth.