Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

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  • Poem: Gratitude – 01/06/20

    Poem: Gratitude – 01/06/20

    Don’t force the moment,
it’s time for reflection,
a deep feeling of gratitude,
for who and what I have.
 
So many years spent pining
for this or that,
a love, more friends,
material possessions.
 
But what matters most are who
and what simple things we have,
such as that roof over our heads,
warm food,
a loving home.
 
Loyal friends,
kind words,
things to be grateful for,
our lives complete,
faith restored.
 
Of course, there can be
things for which we yearn,
but remember what we have,
hold those things
and others close,
 
Be gracious,
be thankful,
even if your words are whispered,
even if they’re barely heard.
 
For the warmth which will
flourish within your soul,
to love and to share,
to give and to hold,
 
It’s your story,
your life,
be ever thankful for the
small and precious things,
they’re what matter the most,
it’s what others have always told me.

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

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  • Poem: Loved – 18/04/20

    Poem: Loved – 18/04/20

    Their presence lingers,
I am eternally grateful for the guidance
that only Love can provide,
there is little more to be understood
that needs no wishes to be further sanctified.
 
Because their devotion is pure,
warmer and lovelier as time goes on,
and I am appreciative of everything that has been performed,
which has ever been done.
 
For, I am now the thankful being
grown into the mould,
who has matured in the depths beyond
left behind
from the blind ignorance of Youth,
which came with the temperamental haughtiness
of someone unknowing of truly what they had.
 
I understand my luck,
my lottery win in this world,
to have such wonderful people in my life
while others suffer,
are maltreated, 
are unloved, or even
abandoned.
 
I hear their words and actions speak,
“I love you”
time and time again,
the provision of special food on the table,
their kind, empathetic words,
the joyous asking of how my day was,
and I know,
I know,
that one day this will come to an end,
but, by God, I am here,
acknowledging, grateful,
for everything I have.
 
My love for you will never cease,
do you understand?
My voice trembles, tears threaten to flow,
I am finally showing true emotion,
poignant and exact.

My special ones,
who know who they are,
please understand my truths and here,
accept them for all that they are:-
you do the same with all that I am,
together we love,
united we stand.

© 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.   
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  • Poem: Gratitude – 02/02/20

    Poem: Gratitude – 02/02/20

    Priceless are those moments
where we smile and laugh, from ear to ear,
where each other’s company is appreciated
like lollipops in children’s playful but greedy hands
we are sweetly loved
we are tightly held dear.
 
I appreciate them all,
they are my world
outside my private space,
my personal world of everything
we are gathered around to share our stories
to know that we are loved.
 
It goes without saying
that I can, I will, I do show them that I care
because in specific years I showed them that perhaps I really
didn’t.
 
The enormous sense of welcoming to me
each time I felt and needed to come back
a slow build to triumph,
the personal progress made mainly thanks to them.
 
They caressed me,
cotton-wool-balled my mind,
allowed me to sleep whenever required because
time heals
sleep heals
this is what I was always told,
thank you for permitting my return, my repeated infancy,
when I was struggling to crawl.
 
The most sentimental moments are those in which
I have the sense of family, love, and friends,
support is here in a structure that some aren't lucky enough
to ever find.
 
I count myself one of the lucky,
I’ve been blessed with such care, concern, empathy,
that I must one day repay them is a given,
sometimes their love is overwhelming.
 
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  • 1000 Likes: A Big Thank You To All My Readers

    1000 Likes: A Big Thank You To All My Readers

    Hi, all! I just wanted to write a sincere thank you note to all my readers and followers of my blog. Since starting this site in late July 2019, my posts have reached over 1000 likes! (I’ve also managed to post over 100 posts, too.)

    I’m so glad that I have readers such as yourselves who enjoy reading what I post and keep coming back to check in to view what is new. Thank you so much for taking the time out of your days to read what I have to say. It certainly warms my heart and I appreciate your presence here on my site. I’m so grateful and appreciative that you want to read my stories. I hope to see you returning for more!

    Sincerely,

    Alice xo


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  • Story example: Bubble of Happiness – 22/07/19

    Story example: Bubble of Happiness – 22/07/19

    A bubble of happiness – what’s inside of yours?

    Happiness in a bubble: what does it mean to you? To some, it means love, health, protection or security, and to others it means materialism and fortunes of the wealthy. To me, right now, happiness means this single fried chicken drumstick, food is my current mood, and I would say the state and growth of my appetite is rather inflamed and in itself quite wildly drastic. 

    The delicate crunch of the perfectly fried skin causes happiness to grow within me, such happiness deep within, while the soft inner meat of rich texture cushions my gnarling toothy, gnashing grin. Such bliss in this moment, a simple bite into an affordable treat, causes shiver of delight, permeating within.

    To many in this world, food is happiness, and for those who have it in readiness, individuals such as you and I, we should feel utterly satisfied and blessed. For the many starving within the world have no other choice than to become fainter and more gaunt, their bubble of happiness might simply be a piece of bread, or an apple, anything to chew or crunch. 

    Work on your bubble of happiness, internally caressing it day by day, nurture what is important to you, during the morning, midday, afternoon and evening, even when you lay in bed awake. And then continue to dream of your hopes and your chased dreams, for achieving your happiness is as important as it truly seems.

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

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