Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
The territory is brave, I watch the illustrious gloom bloom in its cave, a cavern of intent, through darkness, plain to see, motives growing as we both live and breathe. What was meant for this cause? Shall I ponder deeply, for longer, as I struggle through doors, of questions, no answers, each pathway needs a potential ending which I shall never see. [...]
Serenity is all around, waiting to be discovered, happened upon, found, mesmerising is the state when I reach it, enveloping me as of late. The beauty and wonder are present within me, I glance within, watch my being flower, I’ve not known this peace before, what an ultimate surrender. [...]
Salient thoughts dangle from a thread. Sporadic, intermittent moments recalled, none I dread. I recount, with a sparkle in my eye, the times I was humoured, admired, entertained, and now I realise I didn’t need any of it – I am empowered. [...]
I feel a sense of hope, of positivity and brightness, I need not want for anything because happiness, I already have it, it's that glimmer of ostentatious gold which drips with wanton thread, grasping my eyes with its beauty, wonder to the skies to be had. [...]
Circumstances coagulate like thickened blood, platelets mingling when their conjoining is their undoing, iron-rich and ready, their presence tells a story, ultimately though, thin as water, a miserable plaintive memory. Nothing to recall, none to happily recount, for useless endings are visible from those once so-devout. [...]
Ordinarily, I’d change for the better, like I know I should. Glancing into a reflection, puddle, stigmatised mud, confounded, when shall I continue truthfully and good? I know, as I stare at myself that changes are to occur more often than not, but how hard will it be for us to move forward if certain thoughts cannot be wrought, or refashioned – remembering? I’d rather not.
Ignoring the noises all around isn’t so difficult when you pair yourself with courage, join with action, intensify intelligence, tell yourself that people who whistle and wheeze with their insulting methods are just a useless blustering breeze, worth nothing such words are, I watch them flow from afar, [...]
let me say the things I want to say the hazy prisms of the lustrous day envelope my cause, enlighten truth I know as yours. [...]
I remember when life was tepid, unenthusiastic, carried little warmth, I remember being feeling disconnected from the world in and of itself, that I was a victim of many circumstances, not one, that others were targeting me, I was unlucky or such or some, I remember feeling different, that I was never accepted that much, never right, never really enough. [...]
To truly live in the moment, to take stock and simply breathe, enrich yourself in the present, feeling, being, see, understanding that being in the current, the here and now, to appreciate, that which is all around us, enough to encapsulate ourselves as of late. [...]
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