Moondustwriter's Thursday - guest featuring Laura LME

Welcome to Moon Dust Writer Thursday

Thus week I have the privilege of featuring Laura Mercurio Ebohon

Laura has one published work of poetry that she has written in her native language Italian and English. The title of that work is "Se Guardo Dentro / If I look Inside. I hope you enjoy what Laura has shared and take the time to view her video.

Laura started writing as a teenager but didn't submit any work for publication until 2009. That's when she decided to complete a series of poems that led to this beautiful work of poetry.
I asked Laura what inspires her writing:

"I have always lived within two dimensions, two parallel lives (everyday anxiety and spiritual promenade)… in the middle of these two paths, I often felt inadequate and out of reach. With time,  I learned that they can flow together as long as my heart stays connected with my mind and as far as my soul will search for the “light”.

The real challenge is to “keep intact the invisible wire of communication” 

Laura mentions an exciting collaboration of artists who met on the Internet. Love Monologue is  a video that combines poetry, photography,and  music.

I think that you will find that Laura's poetry challenges you on many levels.

Enjoy!!!

Love Monologue

I wish I could cure you, 

Lighten up the stains of your soul, 

Healing the wounds of the heart, 

Kiss your tired eyes, 

Shut on the rest of the world. 

Caressing your face, 

To cancel the wakes of a life without truce. 

I wish I could wake you up 

Blowing air and light through your hair, 

Grazing your hands softly, 

Avoiding the furrows on your palms, 

Guardians of your deep abyss 

Dark labyrinth, 

Mysterious layers of your being. 

I wish I could massage your back 

Mixing nerves and senses, 

Following the bend of your ribs and muscles, 

Generating vital impulse, 

Talking with the voice of my heart, 

Dancing to the rhythm of your thoughts, 

Feeling the scent of your ideas, 

Tasting your convictions. 

I wish I could fly with you... 

Expert pilot of my heavy plane of fears, 

Together, reckless acrobats without a net. 

I wish I could hold you tight 

Embedding myself in you, 

Perfect grooves, 

Mosaic of unforeseen events, 

Touching your soul 

For just a moment, a sweet endless moment.

Help 

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!

This poem is particular has been written inspired by work as a volunteer @ Zen Army  I Laura as the  Italian Leader and Indigo Cantor is the wonderful lady who founded this non profit association back in 2007 this is their website: http://www.zenarmy.org/ ) 


Thanks to spaceamoeba for the photo http://www.flickr.com/photos/spaceamoeba/36013031/