Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

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  • Poem: ‘Tween Hearts – 15/08/21

    Poem: ‘Tween Hearts – 15/08/21

    Wonder streams through gaps
    ‘tween trees,
    shrubbery welcomes gusty breeze,
    laughter twinkles above horizon seam,
    magic brightens eyes,
    I’ve no inclination to leave this scene.

    Hands entrust
    something precious ‘neath
    benevolent sun,
    heart pounds,
    mood ecstatic,
    forged bonds,
    yes! Cries of yes
    affirms tearful nods.

    It’s the beginning
    of something precious,
    glimmer in excess,
    gems cut a shine,
    refractions bold,
    I stress,

    dances of rainbow shimmer
    upon her delicate finger,
    his proud chest puffed forth
    in a glorious manner,
    as though a proud peacock,
    strutting about now
    with his love,
    eternal partner,
    fervent dove,
    his salvation,
    his lucky treasure,
    his precious love,
    now and forever.

    The breeze bears witness
    to this union,
    cemented, emphatic,
    bold and nuanced,
    there’s admiration within her eyes,
    his cast grateful passion
    as he glances nigh,
    for they are as one,
    wondrous breeze streams past their joy,
    circumstance is hearts quickened,
    such beauty before I.

    And now I retreat into
    the freshness of the forest,
    thinking I’ve viewed something
    so special,
    deep down, I know,
    I am aware, that
    his manner, so articulate,
    and her acceptance,
    thus glorious,
    is enough to decide
    that in my life,
    I’ll welcome every warm,
    heartfelt circumstance
    with enveloping acceptance.

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  • Poem: He Inhales My Essence – Spoken Word and Text – 16/06/20

    Poem: He Inhales My Essence – Spoken Word and Text – 16/06/20

    He inhales my essence
as I sleep,
as I dream,
through clouded mirages I wander,
through open loving scenes.
 
A pillowy path
weaves around
my dreamy garden,
poetic words dangle
from the bushes;
I greedily grab at them.
 
Unaware as he
breathes me in,
taking in my dreamscape,
certain fantasies,
 
poignant moments,
of a potential future
and moments of late
which we hold dear and near.
 
In a lane in which
I weave, stitch and rhyme,
picturesque scenes,
no need for disguise,
 
plain to see,
completely on show,
I’m not scared
but I am modest;
I care for his thoughts,
of mine he knows them well.
 
I am an open book
to him when I sleep,
no need to draw back
my subconscious drapery,
 
my scent reveals all,
beautiful imagery from me,
he doesn’t need to open
his eyes,
through me he can dream.
 
And as he
draws his face
closer to mine,
my gentle expression changes,
I can sense him,
I murmur as I lay and realise,
 
contented in each other,
we both inhale, exhale,
breathing in each other’s magic.
 
The stillness,
our shared air,
the quiet contemplation,
for these moments I do cherish,
I hold great care.
 
We are a pair built upon
soft contemplation,
a firm loving foundation,
entwined, are we,
our very own united nation.  

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