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Motivational Verse: Growth

Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
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A little bit of motivation for the morning... Return to All Posts Home My New Book - Our Whimsical World
He peacocks here, he peacocks there, he struts and struts as people stare. His showiness is all-too-easily-seen, and it reflects where he is going and where he has been. This bright bird with eyes that stare into your soul, they delve inside without concern for you nor care as they take hold. They intensify, enveloping [...]
I’m like a brightly blazing deciduous tree except I will not weep for you. Because while my colours alternate from light greens to crisp fawns and crunchy dryness as the seasons go from bright to dark, days longer to short, at this moment I’m far less tolerant, adaptive I am not. Release not the inner [...]
Good afternoon, all! I'm pleased to be able to present to you Our Whimsical World: Illustrated Stories, my debut collection of illustrated short stories. I had so much fun illustrating and writing these! Each story has a lesson or moral to be learned, with the collection being divided into three separate sections according to younger, [...]
There may be times where you feel as though it’s all too difficult to go on. These moments can catch us by surprise, or creep up on us, their bated breath upon our backs, stirring heat upon our shoulders. You know that Defeat is upon you; you are aware that it is there. Any moment [...]
Your heart, my love, has grown as solid and as cold as a block of impenetrable, unbreakable ice. I can’t imagine you remaining like this for much longer – it’s devastating in its effects, my aching heart, my saddened eyes. Because my heart, my love, is breaking, cracks and fissures quietly appearing, into pieces I [...]
The Arachnid Queen weaves a web of delicate songs and spells, but this caster is known for causing perils in great a-many tales. While she crawls and creates, she plots the doom, of those unfortunate souls, lurking, unawares, waiting for her in the privacy of a stifling room. How she struts in toward them, turning [...]
“I can’t fly? Well, I’ll be damned!” the bushy emu said to me. With a squawk and a wink he ran past me with great ease, a bush sprinter as proud as can be. He then returned quickly as he could. “What do you say to a little race?” he suggested coercively, “The winner gets [...]
The pansies, they glare at me. They are not charming; they glare and then squint as though trying to decipher me. Their little yellow mouths whirring away with intent, the leader speaks loudly, he doesn’t want me in their view. Because here I am admiring their view. Laughing to myself as they try to [...]
I love it when you make your bed around me, as though I’m a mini human burrito. I adore being so silly in the kitchen for you as I wriggle and wiggle, showing my happy dance, a humorous movement, slight grooves, more laughter, if you please, just a little, if you will. I appreciate when [...]
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