Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
A corner of my world where I feel most at home
Brightness engulfs that wicked room where tales were never shared. Where fears, anxiety, irreverently unfold within the gloom, resting concerns upon one’s hands. There is a quietness which is perturbed by the stately arrival of glaring white and unnatural upheaval, a certain something, a funk, a stink, which would bring one to their knees, into the darkest of thickets, the tangled thorns, the trees, the thistles. [...]
Glaring, inquiring eyes inspecting through shopfront windows, what is it you seek? The girl in the crimson dress with white seams, is it she you are trying to find, do you desire her to speak? On edge, percolated by excess caffeine, anxiety rising, scenes perhaps more than what they seem, to her, everything seems suspicious, laden with layers of notions and commotions and terribly haunting dreams. [...]
Not right, not right, not right. Matchmaking is more than a plight, I shall denounce the insolence with a single breath into the dead of night. Who minds that only I am the one who breathes, flames flicker by my outstretched hands, extended sleeves, I shall not learn what it means to flee. [...]
Perhaps some are meant to be apart for a while, to allow distance and the ability for truth to no longer be real. Imagination reigns without truth, what is that person seeing, feeling, what will they do, thoughts of them, I should really be immensely and measurably through. Delicate interventions, reaching out in a moment, wondering is no longer wondering because now there’s an [...]
Let us ride the waves of misery but away, away from the blight, allow us to shine with the knowledge of that mystery, as we approach each other in the dead of night. And let us have that embrace which has been awaiting us for oh so many years, let me feel that heartbeat of yours and detract from all my old fears. Please let me wash away the hurt that I feel within my soul, let it rain, let it rain, and rinse away the suffering, [...]
Once in a while, you wonder just why. What ill had you performed to make the situation awry? What decision was undertaken to make someone feel slapped, or want to cry? Or want to cause a situation’s demise? Shall the rivers cease their running, Shall the seas calm their tides? And shall the oceans part [...]
Brightness, wholesome, warmth. Everything because. Everything near. Everything far. I mend and stitch and fail because that chasm need not fixing; it’s meant less darned, more gaping, it does not need my solving. This situation is no longer my responsibility, I listen carefully, hark at the words, [...]
The card tells me to focus on a desire for a more meaningful life, to realise it’s time to move on. Make those life-altering decisions and brighten my path, accompanied by the sweetest songs. Hand in hand, will I be? Or strident on my own, wearing that purely metaphorical crown? Dangling with jewels of prosperity and wisdom, [...]
There is no longer any pressure, self-produced, to create nor feel, no rushing to the chopping block where I must reveal my innards, to show something real. Instead, I can gently rest, not be concerned with the haste, my imposed rush, because it is time to take some time out for myself, I’ve been tired and don’t I know it. [...]
A little bit of freedom, a nice hot cup of tea, or a long black, milk served on the side, soon to be enjoyed by little old me. Wandering around and around, little sights to be appreciated, to be seen, things we took for granted once upon a time, now appreciative I am, and I’ll continue to be. [...]
