as I take on new beliefs knowing internally what this will cause what type of effect no denial in me shedding skin cocooning complete what is done done done done. [...]
Poem: running free – 18/11/21
Tag: freedom
Poem: Vivid Waves – 01/07/21
Vivid waves heave then capitulate, hooves upon sand, gallant galloping, sun-drenched love; subtle stuttering, nervous selection, calm, controlling. [...]
Poem: Release – 13/06/21
Naturally, gently allowing the walls to crumble, down. Watching the open space bleeding into atmosphere’s righteous, wild unknown. [...]
Poem: A Blessed Outing – 03/09/20
The sun is shining on my face, it’s glary but I don’t mind. It’s nice to be outside of the house, away from the fortress that’s kept me safe over time. I have ventured out for specifics, I am here after the fact, being here is not especially dangerous, I’m simply sitting here in the [...]
Poem: Reflection – 03/07/20
Sometimes you can tell what is lingering beneath the surface, the shining reflection stares back at you, and you understand you’re that person who wants and needs to express her existence, through illness, through wellness, which status, it does not matter, your arranged words determine the careful revelations of your circumstances. You then wipe the [...]
Poem: The Mauve Gown – 08/05/20
I need to stop I tell myself, I need to stop this now, the needle pulling through the silk, the soft material. I can’t keep sewing, creating, making, while my heartbeat thuds and pounds, the danger’s lurking, my task’s undertaken, can I truly wear this garment loud and proud? To them it announces [...]
Poem: The Animals’ Holiday – 09/04/20
The world stops, one could hear a pin drop though no one is present to hear its ping. We are all inside, relegated, told to be safe to take care, to avoid each other as much to save ourselves now and in the future. The pin drops and in fact something does hear [...]
Prose Poetry: A Land of the Free – 02/03/20
I fly off, toward a land of the free, where I can soar with my wingspan so wide not even dragons could watch without envy. Their narrowed eyes and aching hearts would speak of something so paining and green that neither head nor heart could be altered, though to be seen with these beasts would [...]
Poem: Mermaid – 23/02/20
Searching, seeking, waiting, As though pressed against a boulder by the shore, Awaiting a mere glimpse of a mermaid, Even a speckle of her tail, To prove her reality, that she truly exists. This mermaid shall not, Cannot be a myth. Waiting, Quietly tempted by the rolling water, Gentle yet unique in its miniature [...]
Poem: A Little Crescendo – 30/01/20
Sometimes I need to realise that the wind simply needs to unwind to leave his breath upon the windowsill and tangle within the trees. The branches and he will create a mischievous dance a mild form of light-hearted sorcery as the magic weaves its language strange capitulations together; they succumb to each other the swooning [...]
Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose 
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