Every(no)thing

February 12, 2021February 12, 2021 / lauralme / Leave a comment

Micro dimensional structure

Layers of time

Bringing waves of silence

Travelling spaces of nothing

Where we stand still against the walls of denial

Waiting

Moving slowly at times

Through slits of hope

Wishing tomorrows

In corridors of shut doors

Compact darkness and fluid light

In a vortex of words

In a tunnel of swords

Pointing at shadows of us

Dividing tissues

Cutting whispers

While we scream taciturn forevers

In a bubble of breaths and wishes

Crashed by doubts

And moon tides grow Our sea

Of impossibilities

Drowning fast in the abyss of never

Where every(no)thing roots invade our soil

#AThousandSilentWords #VersesInMotion part 3

February 14, 2016 / lauralme / 1 Comment

Suspended,
on this bridge
crossing over life
Spatial excess
the extension of us
fluid and flexible
against the rigid chords of time.
Listening to thoughts
breathing ideas,
virtual reality our dreams
floating on waves of disbelief
landing on proposed realities…

Excerpt from “Floating”

#versesinmotion #AThousandSilentWords #poetryoftheunsaid

Laura≈LME ©

#VersesInMotion #AThousandSilentWords

February 7, 2016February 7, 2016 / lauralme / Leave a comment

“…Falling on silky thoughts and vibrant touches,
Feeling like shivering sparkles of far away stars,
Carried by waves of deep frictions
on thin golden sand
of cosmic shores
with scent of winter seas
and infinite flickers of summer nights.”

Excerpt – Unpublished – Untitled

#versesinmotion #AThousandSilentWords #poetryoftheunsaid

Laura≈LME ©

#AThousandSilentWords

January 12, 2016 / lauralme / 2 Comments

The sound of silence

Blanket of nullity,
no time,
it invades the space
swallows the voice
suffocates words
crushes the heart.

Soul’s cords vibrate
with no sound.
Only the blowing wind
in the chorus of wing-beats
through bare branches
on a carpet of leaves
of a winter garden

Still
Rigid of ice and frost
enchanted, taciturn
Icy colored flowers.
Sound waves
infiltrated
in a tissue of cries
heart-rending,

Sharp
locked
and through the cold walls
of uncertain times
the sound of silence
screams again.

Il suono del silenzio

La coltre del nulla,
senza tempo
invade lo spazio
ingoia la voce
soffoca le parole
stritola il cuore

Vibrano le corde dell’anima
nessun suono
solo i soffi del vento
in cori di battiti d’ali
tra rami spogli,
su tappeti di foglie
di un giardino d’inverno

Fermo
rigido di gelo e brina
incantato e taciturno
Fiori color ghiaccio,
onde sonore,
infiltrate in un tessuto di urla,
rimangono prigioniere
e tra le mura fredde
di una sera incerta,
il suono del silenzio grida ancora.

Colours

August 26, 2014 / lauralme / 2 Comments

~ VersesInMotion~ Digital Poetry ~ Photography © All Rights Reserved

Colours

By Laura LME ©

My name is love,
my colour is red.
Vivid drops of ruby
poured over your skin,
showers of ink and paint
dominated by shadows,
in the light of antic flames
burning your heart!

My name is pain,
my colour is orange.
Veins of flowing fluid
deep slopes of sharpness,
in the cavities of time
pressing against your organs,
extracting bitter tears
contracting your heart.

My name is hope,
my colour is yellow.
Wires of metallic nets
needles of faith,
spread around you
thin rays of thunder,
conducting electricity
empowering your mind.

My name is strength,
my colour is power!
Shades of acceptance,
nuances of fight
depth of belief,
brushes of inspiration
dipped in beauty,
painting the canvas of life!

Whispers

August 10, 2014 / lauralme / 1 Comment

Whispers

by @LauraLME ©

Words like unconscious breeze,
Insinuations of unknown secrets,
Shared through the walls of time,

Whispered

through the trees
Of our forests of sorrows,

Sliding like dew on the leaves of our destiny.

Us, Careless Inhabitants
Of a land that does not forgive.

Wind of rebellious changes,
Blowing strong in circles of fire.

Flames like hopes becoming bigger
Trying to fight the waters of pain.

Our hands in prayers
Wet of tears,
in every drop a new rain,
Falling on this army of souls
Marching restlessly
Looking for answers, wishing for peace.

Silent words, no vibrations
Whispers like silk and velvet
Covering blankets of tomorrows
Hiding colours of rainbows,
In the deep wounds of our sky
Slashed by the almighty wings of Angels
embracing us, Trying to heal the cuts
Filling the voids.

But…

We are all feathers
Quick flashes of lightning,
Running through the tunnel of life.

Our strength is a small candle
Consumed by the years
Passing by, like sand,
Through the bulbs of an hourglass.

Circles

March 24, 2014March 25, 2014 / lauralme / 3 Comments

Circles

by LauraLME ©

Closed curves of distance in the infinite arc of time

Blowing circles of smoked afternoons against rainy windows

Your tears drawing patterns swallowed by little drops.

Stuck between diameters of events passing by

And sudden sunrays, segments of lights in the short radius of life

Expanding like chords, touching the center of our worlds.

We were…

Perfect lines of imperfections

Cutting the circles of love

Growing extended secant of doubts

Meeting the straight coplanar of destiny,

Dividing hope.

We were…

Euclidean axioms imposed.

Circular sectors of pain

Interior truth, exterior lies

Equidistant from every point of our circumference

Recurrent semicircles of strength and faith.

We were…

Graphical perspectives, rising through muscles and tissues

Reaching the core of our super human walls of possibilities

Falling in the timeless net of our mistakes.

We were…

Floating islands on stormy waters

Thick shadows of round shaped shipwrecks,

We are…

Ellipses under parallel projections

Breathing

March 10, 2014March 10, 2014 / lauralme / Leave a comment

Breathing ~ Digital poetry and photography by @LauraLME ©

Click here to Listen to @PoeticBeatz Version of this poem

Inhale moments,

joyful laughters

trapped in bubbles of air.

Exhale years,

painful needles

wrapped up in the scent of memories,

open cavities and spongy filters

letting go, coming through

swinging doubts and illusions.

Inhale seconds,

serene bliss

diving into sea waves.

Exhale days,

heart skipping beats

running on shiny asphalt,

at the corner of grey streets

crossroads and fast curves,

passing by, going far

déjà vu and premonitions,

whispers and shadows.

Inhale prophecies,

vibrations of hope

Exhale dreams…

Breathing wind

Missing you.

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Verses In Motion and Augmented Reality

March 8, 2014 / lauralme / Leave a comment

Verses In Motion eBook AR Demo by @ApparmoAR

(Introduction by @LauraLME Founder of @VersesInMotion)

This is Apparmo’s definition of AR as literally taken off their website:

”Augmented Reality is the merging of real-time, real life images with digital content (like a video clip or 3D animation) usually experienced via a smart device camera using a mobile app like Apparmo’s Yo2mo Window & our new product KlipAR.”

If you’re a visual artist, photographer, writer, author, poet, (indie or not) publisher you will notice the similarities and/or metaphors that can be generated by such a description.

As an author (writer/poet), art lover and media passionate individual myself, I see the poetic side of AR and at the same time its amazing impact as a unique marketing tool.

Imagine the creative process of an artist, often starting from real life images-experiences, developing in a turmoil of heart and soul waves, mixed with dreamy influences, colours, shapes and “3D” emotions… Picture that moment in time, when immersed in creation, we feel that complete sense of achievement. That inspiration/idea comes to life and becomes an eternal “link” with our artistic vibes, culminating in the moment we share our creation with the world!

That’s how I felt when I saw this video for the first time, my eBook cover becoming a video trailer, connecting to my website, my Amazon page, my poems! Every aspect of my marketing efforts as an indie poet/publisher/author concentrated in one App, taking life with music (PoeticBeatz track “Riflessi”) and images (Photography by Anna Simi).

Learn more about AR

Moments

March 7, 2014 / lauralme / 5 Comments

“Moments”

Poetry by LauraLME – Music & Vocals by Cass Ferre ~ Produced by Tom Cloverfield

Track from the EP >

A B S O L U T E ° G R A V I T Y

iTUNES

BEATPORT

JUNODOWNLOAD

AMAZON

EP INCLUDES THE LATEST SINGLE BY PoeticBeatz :

“A b s o l u t e ° G r a v i t y ”

“A musical journey that will take you from the conscious parts of your being, passing through the parallel lines of your soul, leading you to the unconscious maze of dreams and to the waves “beyond” where “the invisible becomes essential”

≈ VersesInMusic ≈

Moments

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

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The sound of silence

Il suono del silenzio

~ VersesInMotion~ Digital Poetry ~ Photography © All Rights Reserved

Colours

By Laura LME ©

My name is love, my colour is red. Vivid drops of ruby poured over your skin, showers of ink and paint dominated by shadows, in the light of antic flames burning your heart!

My name is pain, my colour is orange. Veins of flowing fluid deep slopes of sharpness, in the cavities of time pressing against your organs, extracting bitter tears contracting your heart.

My name is hope, my colour is yellow. Wires of metallic nets needles of faith, spread around you thin rays of thunder, conducting electricity empowering your mind.

My name is strength, my colour is power! Shades of acceptance, nuances of fight depth of belief, brushes of inspiration dipped in beauty, painting the canvas of life!

Whispers

by @LauraLME ©

Words like unconscious breeze, Insinuations of unknown secrets, Shared through the walls of time,

Whispered

through the trees Of our forests of sorrows,

Sliding like dew on the leaves of our destiny.

Us, Careless Inhabitants Of a land that does not forgive.

Wind of rebellious changes, Blowing strong in circles of fire.

Flames like hopes becoming bigger Trying to fight the waters of pain.

Our hands in prayers Wet of tears, in every drop a new rain, Falling on this army of souls Marching restlessly Looking for answers, wishing for peace.

Silent words, no vibrations Whispers like silk and velvet Covering blankets of tomorrows Hiding colours of rainbows, In the deep wounds of our sky Slashed by the almighty wings of Angels embracing us, Trying to heal the cuts Filling the voids.

But…

We are all feathers Quick flashes of lightning, Running through the tunnel of life.

Our strength is a small candle Consumed by the years Passing by, like sand, Through the bulbs of an hourglass.

Circles

by LauraLME ©

Breathing ~ Digital poetry and photography by @LauraLME ©

Click here to Listen to @PoeticBeatz Version of this poem

Verses In Motion eBook AR Demo by @ApparmoAR

My name is love,
my colour is red.
Vivid drops of ruby
poured over your skin,
showers of ink and paint
dominated by shadows,
in the light of antic flames
burning your heart!

My name is pain,
my colour is orange.
Veins of flowing fluid
deep slopes of sharpness,
in the cavities of time
pressing against your organs,
extracting bitter tears
contracting your heart.

My name is hope,
my colour is yellow.
Wires of metallic nets
needles of faith,
spread around you
thin rays of thunder,
conducting electricity
empowering your mind.

My name is strength,
my colour is power!
Shades of acceptance,
nuances of fight
depth of belief,
brushes of inspiration
dipped in beauty,
painting the canvas of life!

Words like unconscious breeze,
Insinuations of unknown secrets,
Shared through the walls of time,

through the trees
Of our forests of sorrows,

Us, Careless Inhabitants
Of a land that does not forgive.

Wind of rebellious changes,
Blowing strong in circles of fire.

Flames like hopes becoming bigger
Trying to fight the waters of pain.

Our hands in prayers
Wet of tears,
in every drop a new rain,
Falling on this army of souls
Marching restlessly
Looking for answers, wishing for peace.

Silent words, no vibrations
Whispers like silk and velvet
Covering blankets of tomorrows
Hiding colours of rainbows,
In the deep wounds of our sky
Slashed by the almighty wings of Angels
embracing us, Trying to heal the cuts
Filling the voids.

We are all feathers
Quick flashes of lightning,
Running through the tunnel of life.

Our strength is a small candle
Consumed by the years
Passing by, like sand,
Through the bulbs of an hourglass.