Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

Month: November 2021

  • Poem: self-worth – 09/11/21

    Poem: self-worth – 09/11/21

    honestly
    but metaphorically speaking
    I won’t take the high road that they think
    is coming
    I’ll continue to work hard
    true grit
    correct technique
    be assured that I won’t take shortcuts
    there’s no point in doing so.

    I have to watch myself and treasure the miles ahead and
    respect myself,
    and not allow others to disrespect
    or not take heed of the fact that I am
    deserving
    needing
    worthy
    precious
    special

    don’t walk over me
    don’t tread upon me
    downtrodden I will not be
    it’s not their way but what needs to suit me
    it’s not selfish to make sure that
    the decisions I make are right for my life
    my health
    my mental state

    don’t denigrate me, ignore me,
    think I’m available last minute
    here and now, later, or provide loose excuses
    this and that,
    I have learned my worth over the years
    I am not a mouse being played with cats
    toyed with, pawed at, ending in disaster
    no, I won’t allow it any longer.

    if I’m truly treasured by others, wanted in their lives
    they’ll show this in ways that exhibit care, concern,
    nothing to leverage, nothing to manipulate,
    for them to gain,
    no, our relationships, friendships, mutually beneficial
    intentions all the same.

    this is why I hold only certain ones close
    these days I have discerned
    I decided that enough was enough
    that I am not to be treated like a piece of dirt
    but with love, feeling, heart and soul.
    I treasure my ones with equal love.  
    (08/11/21)
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    Previous Post: recovery – 08/11/21

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  • Poem: recovery – 08/11/21

    Poem: recovery – 08/11/21

    dastardly distress
    growing more
    not less
    unless there is a pathway being chosen
    is this a test?
    to make healthier of the situation
    lightness has already occurred
    consumption is the ammunition
    there is time
    there is time
    to fix
    alter
    mend
    darn
    this part of life.

    complications may have soared
    if I continued the way I had
    hollow
    eyes wide
    sagging complexion
    beauty, is this, dear woman?

    I do not know
    but I need to learn balance
    it’s a difficult way to dance
    pirouetting is what I desire
    not sinking because I’m allowing
    myself under.

    control, control
    in its finest form
    everything documented
    taken in
    and jotted down
    I guess obsession is easy
    to develop
    when I’ve the personality like mine

    but wind back,
    wind back the clock
    develop new, fresh, safer habits
    with time.  
    just learn the research,
    I tell myself,
    and you’ll be fine.
    (08/11/21)
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    Previous Post: striving – 07/11/21

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  • Poem: striving – 07/11/21

    Poem: striving – 07/11/21

    my mission is pure,
    Seer’s blood I am sure,
    entitled to breathe in and relax
    because I am laying, stress-relieved upon my back,
    there’s nothing left to say except this,
    I cannot stress enough the importance of
    wanting to remain,
    to be the best in life that I can be,
    pity those who care not for life,
    who do not accept it as something
    to be cherished, loved,
    adored, too.

    I cannot believe that some just coast on by
    never taking in what surrounds them,
    beauty of November, sprinklings of May,
    and baby, I wish you to spread those wings
    and want to stay,
    honestly, reckoning I shall
    because there’s so much to delve into,
    the possibilities are endless,
    I will say.
    (07/11/21)

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    Previous Post: a land of complications – 06/11/21

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  • Poem: a land of complications – 06/11/21

    Poem: a land of complications – 06/11/21

    positively brightening
    what is there to come?
    a world of complications? But a heart won’t come undone
    I learn from each mistake, take on life lessons at hand,
    and understanding every moment has its consequence,
    I’m more well-equipped, skills at hand.

    I know that I should be strong
    I know that certain pathways were wrong
    I understand that the future is bright
    if I accept it, in a way to behold,
    because there’s nothing wrong
    with being myself and more
    so we shall not bother to deal with any
    reckoning from others about my soul.

    I am quieter, I am softer, I am gentler and this
    is the truth,
    from bombastic to controlled,
    I guess tiring was the former view,
    to be something more with the click of
    a finger, is this what the aim is for?
    My demeanour tender,
    I will rise above and beyond,
    I already am, already have,
    I’m sure,

    the devil’s in the details but no mention
    needed of him,
    because I can see my future,
    and well, let me tell you,
    there are things I want and need,
    come to fruition,
    growth from mere seeds,
    slowly, slowly, sure,
    I will traverse this land of complications,
    allow me to see this through.
    (06/11/21)
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    Previous Post: illumination – 05/11/21

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  • Poem: illumination – 05/11/21

    Poem: illumination – 05/11/21

    falling apart
    sometimes I feel I’m falling away
    from the tapestry which I have woven and I say
    with great distress
    was it all worth it
    come what may?

    But is one night enough
    to determine upsets from within,
    can work of months, weeks be seen
    as all dreams?
    No, no no. I do not dare to
    fly away,
    disappear from the annals, the history
    of yesterday,

    for while I made mistakes
    and felt out of control
    the truth is I am always here
    to improve and grow.
    time shall show her shy contented face
    and allow the moon to wane and wax lyrical
    her tunes varying, never the same,
    for she wants to share her luminosity
    with me,
    I cannot help but understand how she
    desires to remain,
    to be.
    and I vow to be like her
    bright, hopeful, glowing with effervescence
    and I know that if I keep
    a solid mindset
    something built with inner strength
    I’ll make it through the occasional storm
    I won’t mind them
    anymore.
    (04/10/21)
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  • Poem: Placed Just Right – 03/11/21

    Poem: Placed Just Right – 03/11/21

    please place it into place
    for I am found
    discrepancies no longer need to abound
    my world is prismatic
    how about yours?
    this is the way I prefer it
    darkness is too untoward

    lightness and fluidity
    I have routine daily
    which sets me in steed for healing gently
    I am encouraging my world
    I am watching myself bloom
    I wish to welcome many others
    those who wish to blossom joyfully in this room

    abide by no rules
    live freely
    strength, resilience, be bold
    to have come from such instability
    when my mind was fraying at the seams
    when the pieces were already shattering
    broken already, then further
    my thoughts chattering.

    delusions so grand
    I encapsulated so many lands
    being fiercely unwell, so many years
    taken away from me,
    but now I’m becoming right, right, right,
    there is nothing left to fear
    my heart, it feels full
    because I’m living in a way
    I hold dear

    I’ve learned these mechanisms which
    keep me in tow
    set my mind at ease
    abilities to cope, slowly grow
    stressors become lesser
    and my temperament is free
    to be myself
    be less counterproductive
    more me,
    improvements to see.
    (02/10/21)
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    Previous Post: evolution – 01/11/21

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  • evolution – 01/11/21

    evolution – 01/11/21

    time honoured traditions
    how I carry them on board
    deep within the recesses of my memory
    within my heart,
    it’s sure,
    warble yet for the things which I care for
    damsel in distress I am not
    because I am in control.

    smilingly and coyly, I take in the scene
    what is before me
    oh, how I love to dream,
    appreciating what is mine and what will be yours
    knowing that happiness is the source of all these things

    enlightenment comes in many forms,
    which form is yours?
    where is the charm in knowing which will highest, soar,
    with the moment, with the memories of what has
    come to past,
    what I need is the love, the love to continue, right,
    to last…

    with a grip of death-like stability
    I reach onto the relaxing scene
    for my mind allows me to be there,
    know there,
    understand there is something
    which is as lustrous and glimmering
    as mermaid hair,

    and carry on until the ending
    for it will never be reached
    because I am constantly evolving,
    I have made sure of this.
    (01/11/21)

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