There is a place…

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 @LauraLME ~ Verses In Motion ~ Digital #Poetry – #Photography ~ All Rights Reserved.

There is a place where we meet
walking slowly towards each other,
A place where we have always been,

In a different time and space
With the same beats,
like blades, cutting the soul in ribbons.

There is a place,

Where we break the walls of pain,
Feeling touch of snow
and rain drops on our faces.

There is a moment, round and perfect,

In that bouncing bubble

our hearts make a sound
Our souls meet
in a rainbow arch,

sliding on diamond ice,

jumping on green memories,

dancing on calm waters.

There is a place where we run,

on puddles of mistakes
through hot streets of fire,
taking us to crossroads of danger,

Where dust and wind play
following each other
between deep ravines
and fresh waterfalls!

Dreams

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Dreams

Drifting into sleep

finding soul cords and vibrations,

looking inside the maze of my heart

where beats connect to breathing

following the path of never

Resting my mind from this anxious time

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

Fragile dreams,

Pure visions,

shattered on shining trails of stardust

places, faces

slow motion, sequence of impossible events

Timeless parade of pacing words and frames

walking through nights of fire and stormy days of wonder

in a soft bubble of hopes and fears,

“where the invisible becomes essential.”

Colours

 

 

 

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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!

 

Faith

 

 

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Faith 

by @LauraLME ©

Layers of tainted skin
like gathered fabric

pleated by time into ruffles of sin

Where guilt slowly infiltrates
subtle, sharp needles

sewing yarn of sorrow and regrets.

Fragile conscience,
blind to the spiritual nature

of forgiveness,

The Holy gift of departing memories from pain.

Looking for the light of divine power
holding on to the belief that beyond life,

on the other side of these walls of time,

over the bridge of death,

under these dark tunnels of despair,

through the maze of convictions,

eternal flames of Faith,

burn vivid and strong,

showing us the road to Salvation.

In an ethereal journey back to Life
we walk the streets of redemption,

Where we talk without words,

we see the invisible,

we breath Eternity,

In the screaming light of Resurrection.

 

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Standing above these clouds of thoughts
moving with the Earth around the Sun,
in this orbit of infinite circles,
trying to loose orientation,
easily
everything brings me back to you.

Fragile distance, timeless space.

Attempting retrograde motion, opposite directions
Closing up “reference frames” and memories
still or always in motion,
naturally,
you bring me back to you.

Constant inclination, endless rotation.

Trying to hide, perfectly aligned like a full moon
in a crispy night of total eclipse,
jumping in dark craters of distractions,
inevitably,
everything brings me back to you…

Fragile distance, timeless space.

Drawing opposite trajectories
running towards angles of obliquity
confused and lost
clearly
you bring me back to you…

Constant inclination, endless rotation.
Fragile distance, timeless space

Breaths of continuity
Constant waves of opportunities
Spiritual Promenades
Fast Motions

Somewhere between sun and sky
Somewhere between moon and stars
At the edge of eternity.
Somewhere between now and never
Somewhere between dreams and forever.

 

Circles

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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.

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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.

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We were…

Perfect lines of imperfections

Cutting the circles of love

Growing extended secant of doubts

Meeting the straight coplanar of destiny,

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Dividing hope.

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We were…

Euclidean axioms imposed.

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Circular sectors of pain

Interior truth, exterior lies

Equidistant from every point of our circumference

Recurrent semicircles of strength and faith.

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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,

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We are…

Ellipses under parallel projections

 

Breathing

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Breathing ~ Digital poetry and photography by @LauraLME ©

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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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Steel

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Steel 

I am steel,
metallic matrix
strong alloy,
solid solution.
Water flows,
no sign left
only small drops
of fresh nothing.
I am steel,
stainless.
Flames don’t burn my skin
rust doesn’t consume
my veins of light.
Protected
corrosion-resistant.
As I am steel 
and so is my heart
heavy, solid
barrier of chromium
Unassailable!
But a unique melting point:
the elasticity of my bouncing soul,
breeding gold foils,
thin layers of joy
warped by plastic pain.