rainbow tears stream from crystal eyesthe making, the madness,of where I’m wonderful and wisethen empty and sad these colours are thus greybut rainbow tears of happiness can still linger for another day. the different moods, different faces which spring forth from withinI now embrace them I welcome themI allow them to be seen because it is in moments of darknessof dejection and [...]
There are traits within that I pursueto make better or more settled to correct myself anew to advance forth, to speak a humbling truth,to start a path, or reach for one which I’d already made new.Should I travel in a manner that is safer, in a way?Or take the chance to work hard at what I have maybe been gifted [...]
Angelic breeze tickles my nose the serenity and beauty of what I know Nothing is more perfect than the moment of now Embracing this fact Intuitively is how...
I can’t be bright, I can’t be calm, I want to write darkness into their arms, the lovers’ capacity are shadowed in depth, their fates, true strengths will be met. In the witching hour their magic’s so bright, Moon sprays light into their night and the raven caws deep rumble, sharp, hard, one would never [...]
sandboxes bright upon the beach giggling, smiles, familial scenes, couples, weft hands, bended knee, man before woman, licking waves and swells, water laps around exposed ankles cooling, relaxing, please; heart-warming need,
Conspiring melodies, tongue-in-cheek parodies, beginning to recall memories, shove them down, place myself at ease. Jilted rhythms, a sonata heaves and breathes, escaping the melancholy, Dear, there seems no end to these.
Healing has a language, I whisper softly, airily it knows, of the simplicity and the duality of wondrous beauty, poetry and prose, the writers and the poets swing each way in kind, whimsical deciduous trees sway our way, whispering in turn, and slightly, just slightly out of time.
Prompts used: Dearest Heart, I’m falling apartMy soul burnsForlorn flames Title: falling, fallingby Lauren M. Hancock My dearest heart I amfallingapartI turn and burn,my soul is engulfed by thewandering cruel actions,my soul, it speaks, it shrieks,my spirit rises forth away from the gloomI fall apartfloating, into pieces,ashes fly high and away,my darling heart watch meas [...]
This poem was for a prompt for World Autism Awareness Day. This is dedicated to my fellow Melbourne creative friend Braeden Kennedy who can be found on Instagram @bak_doodlin_away and @bak_animations .Title: I See Youby Lauren M. HancockI saw You and understood your spiritbefore I knew of your ‘Able’ and ‘Label’in fact, I’d never even perceivedyour name with [...]