Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

Tag: wellness

  • Poem: And Another – 05/02/20

    Poem: And Another – 05/02/20

    I feel an eye open
blink blink, blink blink!
A wary visitor, testing the waters,
whether it’s wise or not to be seen.
 
Never mind what it will see,
it is whether or not it’s safe to be open,
to allow me to view
all which I have viewed incorrectly over the years,
in fact,
I don’t think I’ve ever made proper use of it.
 
The eye blinks lazily,
like a crocodile’s orb, half plastered, it seems,
heavily lidded awaiting its true awakening,
to allow me to truly see.
 
And all the things through its sight I will gather,
I will garner so much from the once-dreary world,
I cannot begin to dream of what I’ll sense and see
because it’s finally time for me to breathe and be.

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  • Poem: The Sun is Pleased – 29/11/19

    Poem: The Sun is Pleased – 29/11/19

     The sun beams down upon me:
     he is happy with me today. 
     Sometimes he is disappointed,
     other times he may be sorely dismayed.
      
     But I can tell from his 
     loving warmth which spreads
     upon my complexion 
     that today he is pleased with me,
     and the steps I am undertaking in my life
     to cause positive action. 
      
     I am able to draw upon experiences which, 
     though once painful and caused 
     such internal suffering,
     can now be turned into something positive,
     as though to say,
      
     “Look where I came from, 
     and where I have been,” 
      
     then the comparison of what is fruitful and kind, 
     and what I have become,
     why, I’ve become myself again:
     from previous terrors there is 
     no need to run and hide. 
      
     The illness, the illnesses, 
     the secondary causes, 
     the uncontrollable sense of living,
     it was in no way assured.
      
     I lived flighty, in soaring delusional heights,
     I didn’t know what I was doing,
     only wished for worlds to explore
     and as I crashed and burned many a-time,
     faux pas and mental instability a-plenty,
     I wonder now,
     how it is that I am still here,
     alive,
     writing line upon line. 
      
     But I have healed from the brokenness,
     the fragility,
     the shattered scenes,
     and here I am, 
     living freely and openly breathing.
      
     I am here, 
     and I will take each opportunity as wholly mine,
     there is no need,
     no reasoning,
     to falter again,
     or trip down the line. 
      
     The sun twinkles in the corner of my eye,
     I think I see him wink. 
     I now know for certain that he is inextricably pleased.
      
     © 2019 Lauren M. Hancock 
    also known as Alice Well. All rights reserved.

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