Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
Though the clouds are heavy with sadness, I look to them not with madness, but with joy, irreverent laughter and thrown wide open arms. Calling them, cajoling them, to gush forth with their tears so I can dance away ‘neath their offerings, jive away my encumbering fears. [...]
Nothing to be depressed about, so positive, so joyous – so free, encumbered paths we could say but ecstatic I choose to be, it’s about which side to view and walk alongside Life, I could pinpoint, acknowledge, tiny points of strife, elaborate, with magnitude, some attitude filled with, rife, with annoyance, with irritation, or feelings of ‘discrimination’. [...]
Pack only the essentials; come along for the ride...
When spells and magic touch our lives, we are blessed by these experiences, allow us to revel in these instances, accepting what has been delivered to our hands or by our sides. [...]
Sometimes, there’s something magical in the air. You can feel it permeating your skin, your muscles, the tendrils of your hair, that electrifying feeling that courses through your very veins, warming you and making you feel loved, and reassuring you that everything, everything will be okay. There is a time in the future when you will feel this, too, don’t worry your heart about whether it will come, or if it won’t, when, how, or where, [...]
Ink and colours swirl and fly, admirably they meld into the other, watch our joy multiply. There’s not a moment too soon when we can reach into the stars, colours, outlines, so fantastical, we can hardly believe them ours. I know that these hues and shades might not be here forever, but I appreciate and accept, allow them to provide my eyes pleasure and favour while I introspect, I know not their meanings to you, [...]
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, [...]
Coming home, returning to that comfort, grasping onto something that will make her feel some level of homeliness. Away for a time, in a foreign place, alone, mostly, far from loved ones. Recovering, recovering, she’s been so strong thus far, we're so proud of her, [...]
I arrange the setting outside, we have unicorn cake and fizzy grape juice, the drink I loved in childhood, my very own permitted wine. I smile at you as we seat ourselves, this sunlight is painfully glaring, but, I adore this quaint set up, it’s perfect for you and I. We sit and [...]
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