Lauren M. Hancock Poetry and Prose

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  • Poem: striving – 07/11/21

    Poem: striving – 07/11/21

    my mission is pure,
    Seer’s blood I am sure,
    entitled to breathe in and relax
    because I am laying, stress-relieved upon my back,
    there’s nothing left to say except this,
    I cannot stress enough the importance of
    wanting to remain,
    to be the best in life that I can be,
    pity those who care not for life,
    who do not accept it as something
    to be cherished, loved,
    adored, too.

    I cannot believe that some just coast on by
    never taking in what surrounds them,
    beauty of November, sprinklings of May,
    and baby, I wish you to spread those wings
    and want to stay,
    honestly, reckoning I shall
    because there’s so much to delve into,
    the possibilities are endless,
    I will say.
    (07/11/21)

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    Previous Post: a land of complications – 06/11/21

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  • Poem: a land of complications – 06/11/21

    Poem: a land of complications – 06/11/21

    positively brightening
    what is there to come?
    a world of complications? But a heart won’t come undone
    I learn from each mistake, take on life lessons at hand,
    and understanding every moment has its consequence,
    I’m more well-equipped, skills at hand.

    I know that I should be strong
    I know that certain pathways were wrong
    I understand that the future is bright
    if I accept it, in a way to behold,
    because there’s nothing wrong
    with being myself and more
    so we shall not bother to deal with any
    reckoning from others about my soul.

    I am quieter, I am softer, I am gentler and this
    is the truth,
    from bombastic to controlled,
    I guess tiring was the former view,
    to be something more with the click of
    a finger, is this what the aim is for?
    My demeanour tender,
    I will rise above and beyond,
    I already am, already have,
    I’m sure,

    the devil’s in the details but no mention
    needed of him,
    because I can see my future,
    and well, let me tell you,
    there are things I want and need,
    come to fruition,
    growth from mere seeds,
    slowly, slowly, sure,
    I will traverse this land of complications,
    allow me to see this through.
    (06/11/21)
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    Previous Post: illumination – 05/11/21

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  • Poem: illumination – 05/11/21

    Poem: illumination – 05/11/21

    falling apart
    sometimes I feel I’m falling away
    from the tapestry which I have woven and I say
    with great distress
    was it all worth it
    come what may?

    But is one night enough
    to determine upsets from within,
    can work of months, weeks be seen
    as all dreams?
    No, no no. I do not dare to
    fly away,
    disappear from the annals, the history
    of yesterday,

    for while I made mistakes
    and felt out of control
    the truth is I am always here
    to improve and grow.
    time shall show her shy contented face
    and allow the moon to wane and wax lyrical
    her tunes varying, never the same,
    for she wants to share her luminosity
    with me,
    I cannot help but understand how she
    desires to remain,
    to be.
    and I vow to be like her
    bright, hopeful, glowing with effervescence
    and I know that if I keep
    a solid mindset
    something built with inner strength
    I’ll make it through the occasional storm
    I won’t mind them
    anymore.
    (04/10/21)
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  • Poem: Placed Just Right – 03/11/21

    Poem: Placed Just Right – 03/11/21

    please place it into place
    for I am found
    discrepancies no longer need to abound
    my world is prismatic
    how about yours?
    this is the way I prefer it
    darkness is too untoward

    lightness and fluidity
    I have routine daily
    which sets me in steed for healing gently
    I am encouraging my world
    I am watching myself bloom
    I wish to welcome many others
    those who wish to blossom joyfully in this room

    abide by no rules
    live freely
    strength, resilience, be bold
    to have come from such instability
    when my mind was fraying at the seams
    when the pieces were already shattering
    broken already, then further
    my thoughts chattering.

    delusions so grand
    I encapsulated so many lands
    being fiercely unwell, so many years
    taken away from me,
    but now I’m becoming right, right, right,
    there is nothing left to fear
    my heart, it feels full
    because I’m living in a way
    I hold dear

    I’ve learned these mechanisms which
    keep me in tow
    set my mind at ease
    abilities to cope, slowly grow
    stressors become lesser
    and my temperament is free
    to be myself
    be less counterproductive
    more me,
    improvements to see.
    (02/10/21)
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    Previous Post: evolution – 01/11/21

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  • evolution – 01/11/21

    evolution – 01/11/21

    time honoured traditions
    how I carry them on board
    deep within the recesses of my memory
    within my heart,
    it’s sure,
    warble yet for the things which I care for
    damsel in distress I am not
    because I am in control.

    smilingly and coyly, I take in the scene
    what is before me
    oh, how I love to dream,
    appreciating what is mine and what will be yours
    knowing that happiness is the source of all these things

    enlightenment comes in many forms,
    which form is yours?
    where is the charm in knowing which will highest, soar,
    with the moment, with the memories of what has
    come to past,
    what I need is the love, the love to continue, right,
    to last…

    with a grip of death-like stability
    I reach onto the relaxing scene
    for my mind allows me to be there,
    know there,
    understand there is something
    which is as lustrous and glimmering
    as mermaid hair,

    and carry on until the ending
    for it will never be reached
    because I am constantly evolving,
    I have made sure of this.
    (01/11/21)

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    Previous Post: Growth – 31/10/21

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  • Poem: Growth – 31/10/21

    Poem: Growth – 31/10/21

    sit and contemplate
    what is there to know
    what is there to share
    from what has been sown
    so much knowledge
    experience but they all
    lay in the past
    moving forward
    searching for more
    exploration, positive at last

    growing each day
    there’s no need to turn to dismay
    for moments of yesteryears are
    exactly that
    and improvement, well, what is there to fear?
    I can grow exponentially if I only desire to try
    and by God I am trying and succeeding
    each day, with every breath I reach and fly

    soaring for the moment
    it’s as though there is magic in my potions
    assisting me to becoming the best that I can be
    it didn’t happen immediately
    and not without great effort
    but once I put my mind to it, dedicated myself
    created positive habits
    then things fell into place
    results began to show
    any with any motivational action
    I felt my heart know
    that the path which I was, am, taking
    is the right one for me,
    to become better
    more
    improved
    the right version of little old me.
    (31/10/21)
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    Previous Post: A Fateful Meeting – 30/10/21

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  • Poem: A Fateful Meeting – 30/10/21

    Poem: A Fateful Meeting – 30/10/21

    she sat beside herself
    talked gently in her ear
    baby girl, you have nothing to fear
    there’s naught in the world that
    you cannot and will not take on
    fear not, my love
    fear not

    the little girl smiled with shyness
    tentatively the elder spoke with kindness
    you will achieve all you seek
    if only you work hard
    spread love and happiness too
    you’ll go far

    but mother, mother
    no I am not she
    I am you in your older years
    these wrinkles, smile lines, can’t you see?
    I’ve been happy
    content,
    everything I appreciate that God has sent
    because I know that every day is a blessing
    each minute, hour, I treasure,
    because one second we’ll wonder where they went.

    the youth’s eyes flickered
    realisation dawned
    so, all I have to do is be happy and a good person
    what about the other things I’ve heard?
    what other things, elder she asked, lowering her eyes
    the little girl said I heard I must be the best
    at everything I try

    personal bests are important, yes
    but be strong inside yourself
    resilience is a special word
    you’ll learn of when in your heart you delve
    be careful with who you let in
    but do not erect high walls
    in short be the perfect person you are,
    you’re an amazing little girl.

    she disappeared now
    into some ether
    one moment there
    the next vanished, no sight of her
    the little girl, somewhat perplexed
    but enlightened in a way
    she grins to herself
    and announces
    I met myself today!
    (30/10/21)
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    Previous Post: Trust Me Yet – 29/10/21

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  • Poem: Trust Me Yet – 29/10/21

    Poem: Trust Me Yet – 29/10/21

    Think not of the
    worries of our times,
    instead, be inspired by life,
    everything there is to gain,
    appreciation, let it soar,
    gratitude flow from within,
    it’s not so difficult to
    change perspective,
    from negative to positive.

    With practice, it’ll come
    with time,
    events to ponder,
    take your time,
    I understand sadness
    might linger within,
    but look for more
    than this papery feeling,
    if you try, you can
    begin certain healing.

    And when this occurs,
    feel the multitude of
    amazing emotions soar,
    uplifting be the memories
    you chose to pluck from the
    air of your hemisphere,
    personal, yet becoming
    comfortable public property,
    and then you will know
    the magic of true intent,
    the purpose of gaining wisdom
    about oneself, your mind,
    you’ll make it,
    trust me.
    (29/10/21)
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    Previous Post: Anomaly – 26/10/21

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  • Poem: Anomaly – 26/10/21

    Poem: Anomaly – 26/10/21

    Finally, the moment of truth has arrived
    where I will be revealed,
    take all things in my stride,
    it’s not as though
    all is done, but
    I exist, smilingly,
    holding my world together,
    nevermore shall I come undone.
    For I am too knowledgeable for that,
    my warning signs,
    traffic light symptoms,
    I’ve had enough of that,
    because I know,
    I know,
    that my healing,
    recovery, took place within,
    at home.
    Took the opportunity to shamelessly
    look after me,
    wrapped in a bubble,
    cocooning,
    and here I am,
    self-cotton-wooling with
    the ability to still breathe,
    I’ve worked on, working on me,
    the results, fruitful,
    now, where’s the anomaly?
    (22/10/21)
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  • Poem: Soulful Journey – 25/10/21

    Poem: Soulful Journey – 25/10/21

    Ride the carriage with ease,
    soulful journey,
    as pleasant as you please,
    the wind in my hair
    as I whistle and need
    fresh breath filling my lungs –
    joyous moments felt and seen.

    I take this ride away
    from yesteryears,
    travel forth,
    there’s no need to fear,
    I have been here before,
    many eons ago,
    but I am well versed
    in these rules,
    there are none to relearn
    or know.

    A delicate pathway winds through
    the countryside,
    sights to see, sounds to hear and feel,
    I am buoyant in this life,
    it’s as though
    I’m not wandering anymore,
    enough was enough,
    I’ve transformed more,
    and more, then more.

    Physical and mindset
    adjusted for the better,
    keep myself in tow
    as I chase this delectable weather,
    the climate of my life,
    woven perfection, becoming more,
    what’s in store for my future?
    Even I’m not so sure.

    All I know is that
    I don’t need to know,
    for this journey, the pathway
    seem ready for paving,
    and its construction only
    I’ll know,
    where each little tile sits
    and where I’ll cement the
    blueprint plans of my dreams,

    and maybe I’ll find someone, or something
    who will join my searching and end it,
    though discovery,
    discovery, is not as important
    as certain other things.
    (23/10/21)

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