Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
A corner of my world where I feel most at home
This smile, she is timely, she has arrived well and alive, with her presence her owner will revive, feel stronger, amazing, and whole. There were calls for her demise, suffocations of her interior, breath caught in her lungs, catching at the escape, wishing for the air never to be free nor fly, but now, a rapid sigh of relief, [...]
The journey is almost over, the pain, the suffering, the ailing, all to be washed away from the nights and the mornings, the bravery is there to be seen, highs, lows, during so much time, she’s been stoic throughout it all, the therapy has not seized her courage, or taken away her positivity, she’s been fighting and carrying on throughout what has sometimes been a struggle, demonstrating her resilience and capabilities. [...]
Look what they’ve done, prescribed those tiny bullets, dissolving, smoking gun. The lacklustre effect is taking, lethargy, it is growing, malaise, it is not helping, boy, these tablets are not assisting. But perhaps they’ll calm the mind in due time, relax, replenish, make the thoughts intertwine, as though ivy would, or thin rope, [...]
Allow the dripping of honey to coat the seconds together, let the hearts join during the moments of playful banter, but don’t permit the times to destroy the frivolity, the joy, the joviality, to switch to seriousness, to gruff, forlorn momentum, for the arrangement of seconds to become less than tidy. There is not rhythm nor rhyme [...]
The heat takes to me as a tingle on my skin, raised endorphins still allow the stinging in, I feel faint, this warmth I hate, others are grateful, the cool change I await. Sweat begins to pool at the small of my back, the nape of my neck, I struggle, looking for relief, won’t the singeing rays abate? [...]
Believe me when I say finally the path is being laid. No more erring, not more wandering down the garden path, curiosity calling, my eyes bright and prowling, hoping to happen upon a sumptuous sight of reverence and beauty, truth and humility, friendship and loyalty, trust, and above all, a tight-knit family. The weave in my Life’s wefts [...]
I arrived at the café in a raging mood, everything felt wrong, angered me, made me feel misunderstood. Fluctuations in mood today carried on from yesterday, I was filled with upsets, overwhelmed with dismay. I sniped, I snarked, I complained, I felt bitter, could nothing go right, this is terrible, will it improve? I wondered. I’ve not had days like these in months, everything has been somewhat [...]
They can make me out to feel unworthy, some hold judgments, quiet grievances, I can read it within their body language, their subtle nuances. They know me not from a piece of fruit, a bar of soap, a bough among many, thus why throw upon me offence when I am here to spend my precious pennies? [...]
Dream out loud, whispers soft and true, eyes paled in comparison, a certain IOU. Yowling at the outside, come within open arms, burrowing into the times, these times, some don’t need to employ any charms. You can exist and impart wisdom in the surest ways you know how, a sparkle, a glimmer, wipe away the traces of sinners, [...]
Sometimes the solitude in my mind becomes too much. It runs circles around and around itself, for air, it will soon gasp. Because the opening, the gaping of the truest arms is something too available, for something unasked. Little nuances here and there, bad habits being acknowledged, must be aware, for because how can [...]]
