Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
Let us ride the waves of misery but away, away from the blight, allow us to shine with the knowledge of that mystery, as we approach each other in the dead of night. And let us have that embrace which has been awaiting us for oh so many years, let me feel that heartbeat of yours and detract from all my old fears. Please let me wash away the hurt that I feel within my soul, let it rain, let it rain, and rinse away the suffering, [...]
And the proof is in the vision, the truth is in the See, the horizon is there to be admired, by us, by you, by me. We have triumphed over that which causes us pain, let us relish the moments, the announcements, one and many the same. I think to myself often, what has become of them, [...]
Once in a while, you wonder just why. What ill had you performed to make the situation awry? What decision was undertaken to make someone feel slapped, or want to cry? Or want to cause a situation’s demise? Shall the rivers cease their running, Shall the seas calm their tides? And shall the oceans part [...]
Brightness, wholesome, warmth. Everything because. Everything near. Everything far. I mend and stitch and fail because that chasm need not fixing; it’s meant less darned, more gaping, it does not need my solving. This situation is no longer my responsibility, I listen carefully, hark at the words, [...]
The card tells me to focus on a desire for a more meaningful life, to realise it’s time to move on. Make those life-altering decisions and brighten my path, accompanied by the sweetest songs. Hand in hand, will I be? Or strident on my own, wearing that purely metaphorical crown? Dangling with jewels of prosperity and wisdom, [...]
There is no longer any pressure, self-produced, to create nor feel, no rushing to the chopping block where I must reveal my innards, to show something real. Instead, I can gently rest, not be concerned with the haste, my imposed rush, because it is time to take some time out for myself, I’ve been tired and don’t I know it. [...]
The crisp morning air enlivens my mood, there’s little need to be sulking, little need to brood. For this wondrous day has been created for me, not temporarily, but permanently, from an off mood, I must up and flee. Do not allow others to determine my state of mind, [...]
Truly, oh truly, did she see? The signs pointing, dazzling her blinded eyes to see? Could see not spot the clues, could she not hear the tales? Forging ahead, believing everything: my friends, that ship has sailed. Braver and wiser has she become, more cynical and realistic, the measure of a person must be proven first, [...]
So, lead with me, leave the dust behind, call to me, seek what you need to find. Don’t dawdle in the moment, grasp onto it, true? Leave with strength and honour, follow your words through. May I smile at your departure, may I warm at your arrival, may I wilt at nonsense spoken, vehement words that can’t be unbroken. [...]
Reopening the pages, aligning myself with the words, wondering if there’s time to experience a delicate tingle, an enlightening surge. I may have cast aside the others within these pages for far too long, will they accept my return, can we rejoice, can we sing a jubilant welcoming song? [...]
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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