Lauren M. Hancock poetry and prose
A corner of my world where I feel most at home
I try to light the way for myself, only me at the present, for myself I can only take responsibility, but maybe in the future I’ll brighten the paths of others, allowing them to feel illumination from my positive attitude and candour. I smile and I dance into my path of least resistance, of least duress, the lantern which dangles from my wrist [...]
You have it within you. The ability to push through, with determination, with resolve, with power, without the assistance of another. You can do it, brother, sister, you can achieve these goals. You can achieve your goals, even with extenuating circumstances, don’t you know? Though sadness, lack of [...]
I’ve been lost for so many years, hidden in the recesses of the wilderness and I don’t know which way is out. I'm unsure of how to escape this listless, pointless path without direction, without a propelling sense of purpose. I once was utterly focused, I wanted to be something, make something of myself, [...]
The gems, they are too pretty. They mesmerise, but none gain the fervent attention of my eyes, they yield none of the consideration that they are deserving of. I search for something that is right for me, the properties, they must match my intent, and I spot the stone I have been yearning for [...]
