heart – Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose

Poem: The Queen Within my Heart – 07/09/20

on September 7, 2020September 8, 2020 By Lauren M. Hancock 1 Comment

The resident of my heart exists softly, she doesn’t want to alarm or perturb, she simply wants to be present, there for the aching and the suffering, to be able to offer some consoling, some comfort during times I’m self-annihilating. I cannot help it; sometimes I allow things to get to me, people, events, expectations overwhelm me, and this little vision in my chest, with fairy wings and conjured sparkles, brightened eyes, she soothes me, strokes my tender skin, calms me each day she’s needed. [...]

Poem: Glow – 04/08/20

on August 4, 2020August 4, 2020 By Lauren M. Hancock 4 Comments

Glowing, an inner shine, an expression of iridescence, skin glimmers with sparkles which fly. Within I feel this glow, this feverish warmth of mine, within I experience this flushed state, it is magic, so utterly divine. My heart blossoms in my chest, it is blooming, an unravelling rose which calls to the world [...]

Micro Poem: Along the Dotted Line – 03/07/20

on July 3, 2020July 5, 2020 By Lauren M. Hancock 1 Comment

Could you condense yourself into a single line? You, every fibre of your being, exposed, viewable, entwined. Who’s that knocking at the door? Pounding, “I’m here”, your intrepid war cry, single line, single file your name scrawled with mine. © 2020 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved. Image by Julie Rose from Pixabay https://youtu.be/fyzGXV7NX7Y [...]

Poem: Home – 04/06/20

on June 4, 2020June 4, 2020 By Lauren M. Hancock 4 Comments

I feel most at home here, within these welcoming walls, but a house is only a house until we make it a home. What makes mine one? Let me share with you, what luck I’ve been blessed with, what good fortune, too. It has nothing to do with the furnishings, nothing to do [...]

Prose Poetry: Icy Heart – 27/10/19

on October 27, 2019January 23, 2020 By Lauren M. Hancock

Your heart, my love, has grown as solid and as cold as a block of impenetrable, unbreakable ice. I can’t imagine you remaining like this for much longer – it’s devastating in its effects, my aching heart, my saddened eyes. Because my heart, my love, is breaking, cracks and fissures quietly appearing, into pieces I [...]

Prose Poetry: Daffodil – 20/10/19

on October 20, 2019January 23, 2020 By Lauren M. Hancock

The daffodil is strangely beautiful in its brightened yellow garb. In his coloured outfit of delight, he makes observers sing and sigh with breathy appreciation and flowing rivers of love. He is modest, this daffodil, he does not ask to be seen for what he is not, he is not showy or greedy for eyes, [...]

Story example: Sinterspookspand the Key

on July 12, 2019August 21, 2019 By Lauren M. Hancock

by Alice Well (LMH) (c) In this world there are many lost keys, spare keys, keys to unknown locks and lockets. They are known as the lost souls of trinkets, the absolute saddening moment when one just wants to open that lock, to that one house, one heart, one hope, but without that key, hearts [...]