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>> About Se guardo dentro – If I look inside by Laura LME -fReado

REGINA SAYS : ≈ “If I look inside is a brilliant book that has taken me into an emotional  journey making me feel a deep connection on each verse that was so beautifully put together and used to describe the authors feelings.

Laura is a very talented author with so much depth making her mind & soul very interesting and intriguing to explore.

I can’t wait to read some more of her sensational material, she’ll certainly leave her trace forever among humanity with her fantastic writing.

Laura my beloved friend you are a treasure to the modern literature & I’m so glad to have had the immense honour to have our paths linked via destiny or any other divine power.”  ≈

( Regina Aislin ≈ click here to read her blog, click here to join her FB page , click here to follow her on Twitter )

JACK SAYS : ≈ “I am a dedicated fan and admirer of Laura Mercurio Ebohon, as a person and as a poet.

Her Italian-English Collection of poetry , “Se guardo dentro – If I Look Inside”,  is without a doubt my favorite recent read. Her verses are crisp and clear and the emotion comes spilling off the page. Well crafted, and razor sharp,  it resonates in any language as a broad spectrum reminder of what it means to be human.

When reading it, as I have done several times now, I find myself traveling my own roads of memory and life, reliving the happy, sad, young, old, the love gained - and lost.  I am reminded that we are all not so different in the way we experience and feel life, but it takes a truly gifted poet like Laura to remind us.” ≈

( Jack Varnell aka The Emotional Orphan ≈ click here to visit his website , click here to join his FB page click here to follow him on Twitter )

JENNY SAYS : ≈ “Laura’s poems are about love; that great emotion that grips our lives, that teaches, that pushes us around, from beginning to end.

Love Monologue

From one who loves peace, Laura’s soothing, universal words rise up to touch our senses; to guide those left behind.

Within

A haunting description, a tale of despair, meant as yearning for release.

Free

This poem finds an escape to the familiar, to conscious bearings. The sea is a constant source of wonder, to know what is possible.

Life That Breaks

I’m drawn to this poem in understanding, trust breaks, not by misdeed, perhaps, but in this case, by a twist and snap of finality.

A Bench

Words shared, a setting, a time, a moment repeated, after. Words released in a cathartic effort to bend time.

Melodies

Music holds us like lovers, I’ve said many times. Laura sings this here, melodically in her salubrious way with words.” ≈

(Jennyablue ≈ click here to visit her blog click here to follow her on Twitter )

More from Jenny: “As I read along to Laura’s poetry book, If I Look Inside Verses in Motion, I was inspired to write this poem…”

“For Laura LME”  by Jennyablue

I went to the beach

to read your poetry

with my back to you

east facing west

to know more time

will come to us

I want to hold

my hand

so happy at the beach

beautiful strangers

children remind me

of childhood. mine

my days at the beach

The water smells sweet

I opened a beer

thought of Ruth Gordon

random conversations

overheard

a microscopic spider

fell or blew onto me

soon, gently obliterated

I didn’t mean to

I held your book

I felt your pages

and your words

rose up to greet me

with heart-shaped sounds

and meaning


Links to buy the BOOK

Dea Store

IBS

Libro Co.

Click here to read an excerpt from my book  >>
>> About Se guardo dentro – If I look inside by Laura LME -fReado

“Laura Mercurio is a poet of talent and originality. Her new Italian/English publication ‘Se guardo dentro’ – ‘If I look inside’ is written with an emotional abandon, breadth of personal experience, and genuineness one seldom encounters in a ‘newly published’ poet. Between the most ephemeral lines is a rock-hard knowledge of both the joy and pain of life lived wholeheartedly. Ms. Mercurio writes with the brakes off, navigating skillfully between the domestic, the emphemeral and the profound. Quite a ride! Someone to watch.”

Barbara Bridges , President and CEO , Stealth Pilot Productions
Wordsmith, Editor, Writer’s Block Plumber, Publicist

Your amazing talent is well represented on your book “ If I look Inside “

Feelings , emotions , sensations , endless love , magic , and so much more is all we can feel reading your wonderful book of poetry.

Thank you for being you.
Keep writing your soul!
Luis Do Amaral
Musician, Artist
Music , Art, Management

It’s always a big thrill for me to see a new poetry book out, and this time it is special, since I have come to respect your single-minded vision and poetic work ethic. Bask in the sun of this moment, and remember to stay true to your vision.
Semaphore, Samuel Peralta
Poet

A poet with a voice, soul and rhythm. New book out (in both Italian and English) glad to have found you!
A Crockett
Writer & Researcher

One of the best poets of our time…
Deanna Schrayer – Writer
Laura Eno – Writer

A gifted soul that shares ,the soul who knows no hate ,the soul that spreads love ,the soul that takes away sadness and replaces with verses ,the generous soul with the creative mind and fountains of wisdom,may your words continue to enlightn us ..
roos..peace is always the word ..
Roospooscreate

Your poetry is especially inspirational, diverse, lyrical, beautiful, fulfilling and yet stimulating a craving for more. Wonderful
Gloxpolguard

≈ Implosion ≈

These  Verses in Motion are part of this week special project on Soft Whispers with writer -poet  Jim Bronyaur who is also creator and editor of SW … We both wrote verses starting from the same word & its opposite… Read Soft Whispers issue with both our  ”Implosion” poems

≈  IMPLOSION ≈

by LauraLME ©

It was easy to fall

harder to realize it!

It all happened

at the center of those days

where time was a side matter

planning

strategic demolition

of these walls

brick by brick

layer by layer

a gravitational collapse

an implosion of senses

crashing stars in our sky.

What is left now of all that noise?

Broken pieces

without color

without texture

thin and fragile

like leaves in the autumn wind

they make no sound

floating restless

holding hope

of touching the ground.

≈ Explosion ≈

These  Verses in Motion are part of this week special project on Soft Whispers with writer -poet Jim Bronyaur who is also creator and editor of SW … We both wrote verses starting from the same word & its opposite… Read Jim’s poem EXPLOSION on Soft Whispers

picture: “fireworks in Taormina 2002″

≈ EXPLOSION ≈

It was  a crash!
Sudden,
unexpected collision.
It sounded like thunder,
it smelled like storm,
it played like strong beats,
it looked like shreds of flesh
drops of blood
floating rags,
in the wind of unknown lands
blowing against far away skies.
My earthly refuge was invaded
my heavenly home was attacked
my path was crossed
Then the explosion…
Red flames and yellow screams
grey clouds black smoke
Roads and buildings became dust
Like sand of deserts
running through my hands.
Silence took over
Quiet like hope.
Still like patience.
White mantle
of the inevitable sound of never…

≈ Descend ≈

These  Verses in Motion are part of this week special project on Soft Whispers with writer -poet Jim Bronyaur who is also creator and editor of SW … We both wrote verses starting from the same word & its opposite…

DESCEND

By LauraLME ©

Inclinations,

curved words

falling down

on this white desert,

like little drops of hope

taking shape in clouds of smoke.

Slides,

bending acts

extending downwards

laying on this black valley,

landslides of events

sweeping life away.

Avalanches,

heart tremors,

sliding down

the mountainside of our soul,

precipitation of feelings

descending impacts!

read Jim’s poem ≈> “Descend”

Picture from Fotosearch

Steel ≈ by LauraLME © @ Verses in Motion

Published today on Soft Whispers

I am steel,

metallic matrix

strong alloy,

solid solution

stainless…

Water flows over me

no sign left

only small drops

of fresh nothing…

As I am made of steel

Flames can’t burn me,

I’m stainless cold

corrosion-resistant.

Rust will not consume

my protected veins of light,

reflected on the shining surface

as I am steel

and so is my heart…

heavy solid

barrier of chromium

Rust-proof

Pain-proof

Unassailable

But… a unique melting point.

Sensational status

Irreversible

Inevitable:

The elasticity of my bouncing soul.

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  • In this icy-cold night,
  • my heart stopped,
  • absent beats
  • only words
  • to give voice to those who can’t tell,
  • what we don’t see,
  • what hurts.
  • All around cries of help,
  • But we don’t hear them,
  • slaves of fake excuses,
  • rigid, skeptic, contracted,
  • wrapped up in the cynical cloak of convictions
  • rolled into our small fight,
  • believing we are a part of it,
  • thinking we know!

Aiuto

  • In questa notte gelida
  • il cuore si è fermato,
  • battiti assenti
  • soltanto parole
  • a dare voce a chi non sa come raccontare,
  • quello che non vediamo,
  • quello che fa male.
  • Intorno grida di aiuto,
  • Ma noi non sentiamo,
  • schiavi di false scuse,
  • rigidi, scettici, contratti,
  • avvolti dal cinico mantello delle convinzioni,
  • arrotolati nella nostra piccola lotta,
  • crediamo di farne parte
  • pensando di sapere!

Moments – Momenti

To all the Wonderful Readers of this blog:
The poems posted here are NOT the ones included in Laura’s Poetry book  “Se guardo dentro-If I look inside” OUT NOW (Take a look inside the book)Italian -English poetry

[http://www.ilfiloedizioni.it/] available at www.deastore.com

www.ibs.it & www.ilfiloonline.it  or by email: ordini@ilfiloonline.it

Moments
By LauraLME
© 2010

Past love-stories, spent
Hidden scent
Sign of different times
Moments that won’t come back
Changes
Like insidious vortex
in the calm waters of a lake
Transformation
Metamorphosis of the soul
Treacherous filter
Inevitable awareness
Inkling of Eternity
Looking not seeing
Existing to survive
The immutable Destiny
Uncontrollable Will
Evocations
Memories of events
Like wounds that will never heal
Nostalgic Emotions
Abysses in the depth of our mind
Darkness and Light
Cosmic fusion
Indissolubility
Life is presage
Insanity is mute pain

Momenti
By LauraLME
© 2010

Amori trascorsi, passati
Profumi nascosti
Scanditi da tempi diversi
Momenti che non torneranno
Cambiamenti
Come vortici insidiosi
nelle calme acque di un lago
Trasformazioni
Metamorfosi dell’anima
Filtro traditore
Ineluttabile consapevolezza
Sentore d’eternità
Guardare e non vedere
Esistere per sopravvivere
Al destino immutabile
Volontà incontrollabile
Evocazioni,
Ricordi di eventi
Come ferite che non guariranno
Nostalgiche emozioni
Abissi nelle profondità della mente
Tenebre e luce
Cosmica fusione
Indissolubilità
La vita è presagio
La follia è muto dolore

Dreams

Note to all the Wonderful Readers of this blog:
The poems posted here are NOT the ones included in Laura’s Poetry book  “Se guardo dentro-If I look inside” OUT NOW (Take a look inside the book)Italian -English poetry published by Gruppo Albatros Il filo [http://www.ilfiloedizioni.it/] available at www.deastore.com
www.ibs.it & www.ilfiloonline.it
or by email:
ordini@ilfiloonline.it

Dreams

LauraLME
Copyright 2010

Drifting into sleep
finding soul cords and vibrations,
looking inside the maze of my heart
where beats connect to breathing,
I follow the path of never
resting my mind,
from these anxious times
suspended,
through the highs of skies
and the lows of dusty lands,
jumping on clouds
pouring rain drops
and heavy thoughts
on muddy puddles of memories,
Oh these fragile dreams!
Shattered
on shining trails of stardust.
Places, faces,
slow motion,
sequence of impossible events
a timeless parade
of pacing words and frames.
Walk with me through nights of fire,
take my hand in stormy days of wonder,
wrap me up in a soft bubble of hopes and tenderness,
where fears are forbidden fruits,
where the invisible becomes essential.

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