Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose
Where I can feel at home…
Speaking my truths, remaining adamant, but no longer nail and tooth, calm and personable, gone are those moods, deplorable, able to deal with behaviours that are not necessarily toward, becoming more knowing each moment, calamities? No more, no more. [...]
I pray for our future, I pray for the rain, the scent upon our once-dry shoulders smouldering us, yet from angry cloud formations we edge away in vain, but because we are prone, prone to the stares of youth, we smile, and we grin to ourselves for we know the whole truth. [...]
Bass throbs, soulful beings, sends hope forth, ecstasy springing, accumulative movements, dance, stomp, flow, singing, heavenly brightness, utterly amazing. Grinning, growing, flowing, feeding the memories with presence of mind growing, understanding not of false currencies, but true depth, the act of priceless self-knowledge. [...]
Visions beam, no visions blurred, enchanting be thy presence, welcome, my essence yours, entitled though the path once it might have seemed, bewilderment now as far as breath can be heaved. Pounding, irreverent, knocking at my door, ask permission? I insist you implore, wondering yet not at the soft curls upon my head, cascading down gentle curvatures, have I made my tired bed? [...]
truest nature of the soul will shine unto the light, creating carriers, pathways away from darkness into the night, echoing, reverberations of goodness 'neath nestled shrouded warmth, armfuls of wonder, hearts joined in circumstance, yours, mine, forever healed, mine and yours. compassion opens sleepy eyes, careful mouthy yawns. what awaits us this present early morn? what will take us away from dawn?
I sit with eyes upon the fire Incandescent Glowering hour Revealing to me Curls and flickers Reminds me of your internal power.
I lived a dream so raw, impure, and now it seems my path’s demure. Remaining chaste, living only for good, giving to the common man and woman like I know I should. Smiles all around, humble lips and ears, braggart not, enlightening my path as I resurrect it, [...]
Wonder streams through gaps ‘tween trees, shrubbery welcomes gusty breeze, laughter twinkles above horizon seam, magic brightens eyes, I’ve no inclination to leave this scene. Hands entrust something precious ‘neath benevolent sun, heart pounds, mood ecstatic, forged bonds, yes! Cries of yes affirms tearful nods. [...]
Haunted are her eyes above a winsome smile, wistful character is she, hoping for more in a while. Fallen by the wayside, all her trickery, her witchery, her cosmetics, her haberdashery. By goodness what is told beneath those furrowed brows? Heavy times envisaged, poignant moments told, she loves to flicker her eyes from the land to the sea, a calming peacefulness takes over she. [...]
Calm and tranquil, peaceful and still, allow your mind to relax, impregnate itself with freedom and richness, we are filled, feel the vast mind-space multiply into pockets of light where we can project thoughts and generosities; our souls sing and ring with verbosity into the silky night. [...]
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