Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

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  • Poem: A Moon’s Search – 18/06/20

    Poem: A Moon’s Search – 18/06/20

    I stare at the moon,
she is full
and round
as you can see,
 
beautiful, chubby
smiling cheeks,
glowing luminescence,
she is so free.
 
She travels through
the night hoping
to gain her 
sought-after company,
 
Sun, Sun, Sun,
when will you come,
and make this moon feel
so complete?
She requests you hurry!
 
She searches high,
she searches low,
but his presence isn’t revealed,
not on show.
 
Where is this Romeo
to her hopeful smile,
will he return? –
surprise! –
in a little while?
 
After a night spent trudging,
though tirelessly travelling,
inspecting every inch
of the cosmos,
 
she searched arduously
but now
sadness and despair,
of her overwhelmed state,
none can deny.
 
(Have you ever seen a moon cry?
Nor had I,
but there’s always a
first for some things.)
 
But there is this
tiny window
of opportunity,
of allotted time,
during which Sun and Moon’s
paths will cross,
 
Ecstatic be they both!
Lovers reunite,
kisses upon healthy cheeks,
delicate mouths and lips,
and openly appreciative, 
fervent eyes.

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  • Poem: I Seek – 08/12/19

    Poem: I Seek – 08/12/19

     I search high and low
     for someone to discover the truthful internal me.
     To connect and accept, 
     a momentous moment to take hold.
      
     Because I have been searching, 
     aching, 
     crawling for so long, 
     in order to achieve that state of bliss which we call
     “Love”.
      
     What does it feel like or mean to be truly accepted?
     To be considered as enough, 
     more than enough so
     for another’s world?
      
     In which you would be their everything, 
     amazing for them, 
     nothing more would they want, 
     their journey, their search 
     would also be done.


     And link hands would we,
     together against the world,
     nothing will stop us from being our truthful identities,
     whatever we wish to become,
     together we will meld and ne’er come undone,
     because darling, let me say,
     you might really be the one. 
      
     © 2019 Lauren M. Hancock 
    also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.

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