Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

Tag: lighthearted

  • Poem: Hit and Miss – 30/06/20

    Poem: Hit and Miss – 30/06/20

    Sorry about that! I say,
and scoot out of the way.
I didn’t mean to speak out of turn.
 
Sometimes my ideas carry offense,
fall flat on their face,
when will I learn to discern?
 
It’s okay, you reassure, there’s no harm in experimenting,
but sometimes what you think is entertaining
is just damned wrong and overwhelming.
 
I agree, I return, I’ll tell you the truth,
I try really hard to gain favour from you.
 
I know, we know, we empathise with your plight,
better to write something, and not post it,
instead, sleep on it for the night.
 
Then awake with fresh eyes,
a fresh mind,
and then you’ll be ready to say:
rubbish bin or approved pile??
Your post has been published:
waa-hey!

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  • Poem: The Animals’ Holiday – 09/04/20

    Poem: The Animals’ Holiday – 09/04/20

    The world stops,
one could hear a pin drop
though no one is present to hear its ping.
 
We are all inside,
relegated,
told to be safe
to take care,
to avoid each other as much
to save ourselves now and in the future.
 
The pin drops and in fact
something does hear it
why, it is a little fox
who has taken over his landscape once more,
without the humans,
the grass, the soil, the land
is his.
 
And the rabbits,
why, there they are,
tentatively sniffing,
their whiskers bouncing up and down
like wild antennas in a storm,
judging whether it’s safe to leave their warren,
its safety,
they finally decide, there’s much freedom to be had!
 
And the birds, the birds are startled
by the lack of human activity,
the lessening of smog,
of absence of large groups,
less cars,
and perplexed, they fly observing the scene below,
then, joyously they realise this world is becoming theirs,
more than it had ever been before,
and they swoop and squawk and soar,
tweeting and twittering with as many smiles
as their beaks can form.
 
For how does one know when a bird is smiling?
How does one know when a fox’s heart is free and calling?
How does one know when a rabbit’s frantic heart is now
calm and content?
The ability to leave his home without fear,
and explore the land without a sense of calamity impending?
 
The animals are taking over,
it is their time,
their ability to take their holiday,
while we are inside,
they live it up.

While we’re inside, they’re happily enjoying their Outside.

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  • Poem: Anything But Ordinary – 30/12/19

    Poem: Anything But Ordinary – 30/12/19

     Allow me to throw all this 
 seriousness out the window,
 watch it rise, then drop, go, 
 weighted, begone!
 It’s as though an exhilarating breath 
 has been taken inside of you
 Inhale, exhale, you crave another round.
  
 Where life could be so simple, 
 so pure, so you,
 one of perfection, a life of independence,
 where in this life, of your reality,
 everything is light, feathery, and airy. 
  
 Your words move softly from your lips,
 your fingertips dance over naked skin,
 and touching your arm makes the 
 hairs on your neck raise,
 you don’t need another here, 
 to feel grateful and amazed.
  
 Because you are perfection, dear, 
 even with your self-labelled flaws,
 they’re your signs that you are unique,
 be careful with your heart,

 do not denigrate yourself,
 talk down internally 
 because you, sweetheart, 
 are anything but ordinary.
 
 © 2019 Lauren M. Hancock. All rights reserved.
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 and all rights reserved, 2019.  

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