Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

Tag: journey

  • poem: decisions – 29/04/22

    poem: decisions – 29/04/22

    There are traits within that I pursue
    to make better or more settled 
    to correct myself anew 
    to advance forth, to speak a humbling truth,
    to start a path, 
    or reach for one which I’d already made new.

    Should I travel in a manner that is 
    safer, in a way?
    Or take the chance to work hard at what 
    I have maybe been gifted with,
    advance here for another day?

    What shall I be known for,
    shall it be my words,
    heartache, sweeping sorrow,
    advancing, manifesting, awe?

    To have words represent my lifetime,
    personal growth, reckless love,
    yearning from up above,
    tied lines,
    tiredness, repetitiveness,
    shall I not wish for that process anymore?

    And delicately, as though a moth, asymmetrical though
    I will spread my wings,
    their loose scales cast about my form
    like dust of a fairy whose taken flight
    is a must 

    And I’ve made my decision
    perhaps I can live in both
    the world of feeling, and the land of dreaming
    imagination shared by all

    With a delectable joyousness
    I’ve assumed the position 
    of living on the border,
    two lands brought together,
    the result of these soon I’ll know.

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  • Poem: Seek – 16/10/21

    Poem: Seek – 16/10/21

    The territory is brave,
    I watch the illustrious gloom
    bloom in its cave,
    a cavern of intent,
    through darkness,
    plain to see,
    motives growing as
    we both live and breathe.

    What was meant for
    this cause?
    Shall I ponder deeply,
    for longer,
    as I struggle through doors,
    of questions, no answers,
    each pathway needs
    a potential ending which
    I shall never see.

    I know within that
    I shall not seek,
    for to do so opens
    the mind to those
    who want more and more,
    painful expectant weeks,
    I do not need a cataclysmic scene,
    batten down the hatches,
    history will cease to be.

    And, so what if I’ve decided
    that here and now will
    no longer exist,
    because echelons of future generations
    need,
    want to speak,
    I loll about in the
    moment and carry on
    without hope,
    but always, as ever,
    my heart refuses to go.

    Won’t I open to feelings
    once buried within?
    Those which lie there
    before me,
    as though an oyster
    bearing its tempting,
    sardonic grin?
    Announce yourself, Truth,
    I seek you as my own,
    I will never struggle
    because my company I treasure,
    myself, alone.  
    (03/10/21)
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  • Poem: The Courage to Remain – 28/06/21

    Poem: The Courage to Remain – 28/06/21

    The courage to stay true
    while remaining stoic and brave is a path
    that I’ve asked myself to complete to the full.

    But this task is never complete,
    for like a blossoming heart,
    the mission is replete not with
    shattered memories nor broken dreams,
    but growing, heaving breaths,
    thrown casual glances as
    though at a secret love
    so sweet.

    Picturesque scenes in the
    cavities of the mind,
    spilling forth, over barriers
    meant to be leapt o’er,
    abolished,
    nevermore to be seen,
    expand upon this thought,
    much more to find.

    Experiences flood like
    warmth to the soul,
    call to us, to them,
    shall we accumulatively
    experience them all?

    The genuine moments cast
    into truth,
    fragranced with calm,
    not Judgement,
    a glimmer of possibility,
    curiosity escapes and calls,
    gentle circumstance,
    a feeling of natural enthral.

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  • Poem: The Silence – 26/12/20

    Poem: The Silence – 26/12/20

    The crisp morning air enlivens my mood,
    there’s little need to be sulking,
    little need to brood.

    For this wondrous day has been created
    for me,
    not temporarily, but permanently,
    from an off mood,
    I must up and flee.

    Do not allow others to determine my
    state of mind,
    do not permit them to make me feel
    lesser than other members of humankind,

    know that I am wise and smart and true,
    and I will feel elevated in this moment,
    my heart won’t be affected —
    I won’t allow it to.

    Because the truth is,
    these people come and go,
    they flit in and out of one’s life,
    like bees would visiting where nectar grows,
    and the saddening moments will rise away
    into fluff,
    that’s more than enough,
    dearest,
    your silence is more than enough.

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