Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

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  • Poem: Not Quite a Love Song

    Poem: Not Quite a Love Song

    Allow the dripping of honey to coat the seconds together, 
    let the hearts join during the moments of playful banter, 
    but don’t permit the times to destroy the frivolity, 
    the joy, 
    the joviality, 
    to switch to seriousness, 
    to gruff, forlorn momentum,
    for the arrangement of seconds to become
    less than tidy. 

    There is not rhythm nor rhyme to analyse
    this time, 
    the now-saccharine aftertaste should wane, 
    and wane, and wane
    if it were to be misconstrued, 
    to take back the past would be in vain.

    This is not a love song, 
    this is not a calling to come along, 
    but what it is is a momentum, 
    a continuum, 
    from sadness through to healing, 
    learning to accept friendship amongst the dreaming.  

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  • Poem: An Unexpected Arrival – 12/12/20

    Poem: An Unexpected Arrival – 12/12/20

    An unexpected arrival,
    shrieks and joy to be had,
    family, friends and more,
    there’s not need to feel alone or bad.

    We sit and chat,
    I stand and embrace,
    my heart is emboldened,
    of you, there is no trace,

    I am ecstatic in this moment,
    surrounded by those I love,
    and those she loves,
    her day was blessed,
    with much pomp and circumstance,
    the surprise could never go a negative way.

    Be bright and smile with us,
    we are a unit, a family,
    be strong with us,
    we have woven wefts that continue
    strengthening and growing.

    Illness has surprisingly made us closer,
    the requirements, the needs, the wants,
    the vulnerabilities,
    the desire to fight,
    the need to be strong.

    We need not concern ourselves with nonsense
    or upsets that are not required towards
    her healing,
    bone dry are our eyes
    because we do not need any form of weeping.

    The visit was brief,
    the visit was unexpected,
    but it broke up the time we were
    quietly relaxing,
    and I thank them for their dropping in,
    to share some happiness,
    to share with our joy within.

    © 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved. 
    Photo by Sam Manns on Unsplash

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  • Poem: Everyone May Be Busy – 28/02/20

    Poem: Everyone May Be Busy – 28/02/20

    Sometimes I enjoy being on my own,
Meditating on my thoughts,
Or lack thereof.
The feeling of openness which can be brought forth by
Simple introversion,
Viewing what is within.
 
While I could be content with such a mode,
Often I yearn for the compatibility of others,
My close friends,
My living champions,
Those who were always there to hold my hand
During illness,
During pain,
During loss and strife.
 
The meaningless banter is not so meaningless at all,
For through the eyes of an outsider,
My bond with others may seem thin,
Weak,
Something which can underwhelm,
 
But they don’t see beyond the front of our projected image
In fact, they see nothing at all,
Because what is occurring beneath the surface
Is like duck’s feet whirring –
From the surface,
The effort you cannot tell. 
 
Everyone may be busy,
And I’ll be bereft with my intent,
That understanding I must cope by myself,
To allow these hours to pass by,
Tick, tock, slowly spent,

But when I’m in the glory of the light of my loved ones,
We shine, shine, shine,
No one is busy anymore,
Except with one another,
We’ll grow and laugh
And shine some more,
This is our time.  

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