Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
A corner of my world where I feel most at home
Sometimes the solitude in my mind becomes too much. It runs circles around and around itself, for air, it will soon gasp. Because the opening, the gaping of the truest arms is something too available, for something unasked. Little nuances here and there, bad habits being acknowledged, must be aware, for because how can [...]]
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, [...]
Melodious but intrusive tunes, notes pummelling my head, I need serenity, a sense of quiet, for my thoughts to develop, to process and later be said, then shared. The music, though in the background it is rude, unintentionally evicts, any chance, any sense of imaginative words to be brought to life, with the distraction [...]
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