Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

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  • Prose Poetry: A Tune For the Bird Who Brightens my Day – 05/04/20

    Prose Poetry: A Tune For the Bird Who Brightens my Day – 05/04/20

    Precious and sweet, in a method of glistening blue, she rises to me, she flies to my open hand, and whispers, “How are you?” My melodious being, my little birdy in special cobalt feathers, she understands what I need during my lonely waking hours. A touch of do re mi and as happy as can be, she presents some well-formed notes to me, not tentatively or wavering but with strong confidence that ensues. She wishes to ensure that my brightness returns, and shall remain, with her tuneful songs, more notes arrive and they shall grow and soften, as sweet as the scent of fresh rain.

My little, little birdy, where did you come from, and where do you go? After the moments in which you cheer my mindset so? You disappear into the wilderness, away toward the horizon, and sometimes I feel guilty when I stop for a spot of contemplation. For, what would occur, what could I do, to capture my free little bluebird all for myself, so I could have her joyous songs forever within my ears? There would be no need for her to sing to anyone else. Although, I understand that these thoughts are selfish of me, and I must reconsider how I deal with my bird in my dreams, because she surely has important tasks elsewhere of cheering others up.  

I must be kind, I must be generous, to allow my birdy to share her love and song with others in the world during their moments of distress, for there is no need to be greedy, as I know she’ll return and sing to me, even when I feel inclined to dance, side step, step, and twirl, ever so freely.

© 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
Image by Debra Foster from Pixabay

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  • Poem: Cheer Girl – 19/10/19

    Poem: Cheer Girl – 19/10/19

     She cheers for me,
     She cheers for you,
     She’s there standing by the side lines 
     When we are down and blue.
      
     She encourages us
     To be the best that we can
     She calls out motivation and speaks of 
     Our inner and outward strengths.
      
     When we stumble
     If we fall,
     She’s roaring now,
     She’s having a ball!
      
     She screams for us to keep on going,
     That we can perform what we wish to be
     Our dreams must be ongoing
     Her voice she does not think of saving.
      
     And then from the side lines
     She now rushes onto the court
     Holding our bodies then raising us up
      
     She swings us round and round
     Like children on the Hills hoist
     And reminds us to enjoy our lives
     In all our successes, 
     Failures,
     And future joy.

     © 2019 Alice Well Art, Lauren M. Hancock also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.

     
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