tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41464946967739566462024-03-22T02:16:07.627+00:00Sogni di sogni..."A ausência é para o amor o que o vento é para o fogo: ele extingue o pequeno, mas inflama o grande!"Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.comBlogger51125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-25239654251139823112011-08-01T14:06:00.001+01:002011-08-01T14:07:45.714+01:00De amor e desejo me preencho...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span data-jsid="text"></span></span><br />
<div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" id="id_4e369c05e42513725818864" style="display: inline;">Quente, o teu coração quente<br />
pulsa no lusco-fusco.<br />
Palpita em toda a casa<br />
deserta que nos vê.<br />
Galga as sacadas altas,<br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">corre nas avenidas.<br />
É o silêncio do amor<br />
que abre as veias na tarde...<br />
<br />
Quente, o teu coração quente,<br />
é uma estrela no escuro<br />
que a pele das tuas mãos<br />
prolonga em minha pele...<br />
quem te amou e é já morto<br />
renova a primavera.<br />
<br />
Oh! doce comunhão<br />
de desejo e infinito,<br />
de saudades e de céu,<br />
de paraíso e grito!<br />
<br />
Água clara e tremente<br />
a boca, a sede, a fonte.<br />
Flor de sangue à corrente<br />
o teu coração quente. </span></div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"><span data-jsid="text"></span></span></div><div class="text_exposed_root text_exposed" style="display: inline;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">Natércia Freire</span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-23243059459841249222011-03-23T16:05:00.000+00:002011-03-23T16:05:56.829+00:00Primavera e amor!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Willkommen, schöner Jüngling!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Du Wonne der Natur!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Mit deinem Blumenkörbchen</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Willkommen auf der Flur!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Ei! ei! da bist ja wieder!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Und bist so lieb und schön!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Und freun wir uns so herzlich,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Entgegen dir zu gehn.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Denkst auch noch an mein Mädchen?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Ei, Lieber, denke doch!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Dort liebte mich das Mädchen,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Und 's Mädchen liebt mich noch!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Fürs Mädchen manches Blümchen</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Erbat ich mir von dir -</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Ich komm' und bitte wieder,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Und du? - du gibst es mir?</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Willkommen, schöner Jüngling!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Du Wonne der Natur!</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Mit deinem Blumenkörbchen</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Willkommen auf der Flur!</span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;">Friedrich Schiller</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></span></b></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-67689434148034148882011-03-09T13:30:00.000+00:002011-03-09T13:30:43.332+00:00"e Março ainda não é maio"<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 14px;">Frühling<br />
<br />
Nun ist er endlich kommen doch<br />
In grünem Knospenschuh;<br />
<br />
<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">Im Garten der alte Apfelbaum,<br />
Er sträubt sich, aber er muss.<br />
<br />
Wohl zögert auch das alte Herz<br />
Und atmet noch nicht frei,<br />
Es bangt und sorgt: »Es ist erst März,<br />
Und März ist noch nicht Mai.«<br />
<br />
O schüttle ab den schweren Traum<br />
Und die lange Winterruh':<br />
Es wagt es der alte Apfelbaum,<br />
Herze, wag's auch du.</span></span></span><br />
<div style="font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">Theodor Fontane</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-85411715611202974332011-03-02T12:38:00.001+00:002011-03-02T12:40:23.648+00:00Carta de amor<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">O feiticismo dos nomes</span></b><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">"Tenho o feiticismo dos nomes; e o teu enleva-me e enlouquece-me. "Eduardo"! É viril, é elegante, é italiano. Quando o pronuncio, em voz baixa, core-me uma cobrazinha pelas costas e gelam-se-me os calcanhares rosados que Deus (ou, se preferes, a Natureza, descrente) me deu. "Eduardo"! Ridente cascata de águas transparentes. "Eduardo"! Amarela alegria de pintassilgo a celebrar o sol. Onde estiveres, estou eu. Quietinha e apaixonada, eu aí. Assinas uma letra de câmbio, uma livrança, com o teu nome quadrissílabo? Eu sou o pontinho sobre o i, o rabinho do g e o tracinho do t. A nodoazinha de tinta que fica no teu polegar. desalteras-te do calor com um copinho de água mineral? Eu, a bolhinha que te refresca o palato e o cubinho de gelo que arrepia a tua língua-viborazinha. Eu, "Eduardo", sou o cordão dos teus sapatos e a obreira do extracto de ameixas que tomas todas as noites contra a obstipação. Como sei este pormenor da tua vida gastroenterológica? Quem ama, sabe, e tem por sabedoria tudoo que concerne ao seu amor, sacralizando o mais trivial da sua pessoa. Diante do teu retrato, persigno-me e rezo. Para conhecer a tua vida tenho o teu nome, a numerologia dos cabalistas e as artes divinatórias de Nostradamo. Quem sou? Alguém que te quer como a espuma à onda e a nuvem ao rosicler. Procura, procura e encontra-me, amado.</div><br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Tua, tua, tua</div><div style="text-align: right;">A feiticista dos nomes"</div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: right;">"Os cadernos de Dom Rigoberto"</div><div style="text-align: right;">Mario Vargas Llosa</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-49776234718813541322011-02-22T00:43:00.001+00:002011-02-22T00:43:55.503+00:00O mínimo de nós dois<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">No pequeno espaço</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">entre teu olhar e o meu</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">brilha a estrela do desejo</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">que nos guia um para o outro</div></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Na ausente distância</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">entre teus lábios e os meus</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">brincam e fundem-se os hormônios</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">da nossa química mais secreta</div></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">No mínimo silêncio</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">onde somente nossos corpos falam</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">deslizam mãos em carícias</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">de tatos cegos que tudo dizem</div></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">No fugaz e eterno momento</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">da consumação de nosso amor</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">gritam gargantas no gozo do prazer</div></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><div style="text-align: justify;">da quase dor desse explodir...</div></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;">Camila Sintra</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #a64d79;">P.S.: (será demais dizer que te amo entre cada palavra que leio?)</span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-55152779245187712612011-01-10T16:22:00.001+00:002011-01-10T16:22:57.125+00:00Como Besaras?<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; line-height: normal;">Enciendanme tus labios<br />
Nuestros alientos perdidos entremezclandose<br />
<br />
Sincroniza nuestro silencio<br />
al perezoso pasar de las horas.<br />
<br />
LLeva el aire aromas de cacao,<br />
nuez, canela que me rodean<br />
<br />
Tiembla conmigo<br />
con pausas paralizantes<br />
<br />
Quizá no pueda respirar más<br />
sin respirarte a ti.<br />
<br />
</span></span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;">Judith Pordon </span></div><div style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><br />
</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-44004778118127680852010-12-29T00:50:00.000+00:002010-12-29T00:50:56.085+00:00Meu corpo teu ninho<div style="border-collapse: collapse; color: #666666; font-family: garamond, serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: garamond, serif;"><span style="color: red;">A simples lembrança dos teus dedos na minha nuca me arrepiam</span></b></span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="font-family: garamond, serif;"><span style="color: red;">Teu cheiro me habita a alma e meu peito, arfante, te recebe.</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Me abraça, vem dormir comigo</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Me ajuda a apagar do peito aquela dor do querer.</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">A noite se instala em mim.</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Lá fora, apenas o silêncio da noite do teu olhar.</span><br style="color: red;" /><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Vem.</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Ocupa com teu corpo esse abrigo que te chama.</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Volta a ser minha morada, teu abrigo</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Faz de mim tua caverna, teu porto seguro.</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Faz do meu corpo teu ninho.</span><br style="color: red;" /><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">Atordoada pelas saudades crescentes,</span><br style="color: red;" /><span style="color: red;">meu corpo todo se ouriça à tua procura</span></b></span> .</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"></span></span></span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">em que tudo é tudo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">dos teus pés ao ventre</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">das ancas à nuca</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">ouve-se a torrente</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">de um rio confuso</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Levanta-se o vento</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Comparece a lua</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Entre linguas e dentes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">este sol nocturno</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Nos teus quatro membros</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">de curvos arbustos</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">lavra um só incêndio</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">que se torna muitos</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Cadente silêncio</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">sob o que murmuras</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Por fora por dentro</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">do bosque do púbis</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">crepitam-me os dedos</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">tocando alaúde</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">nas cordas dos nervos</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">a que te reduzes</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Assim o momento</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">em que tudo é tudo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">Mais concretamente</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">água fogo músic</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">a</span><br />
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<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Trebuchet, 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;">David Mourão Ferreira</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-68371236106427980922010-09-07T16:47:00.002+01:002010-09-07T16:49:15.816+01:00Guarda a manhã<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 5px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 5px; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;" width="100%"><br />
</td></tr>
<tr><td style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;" width="100%"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Guarda a manhã<br />
Tudo o mais se pode tresmalhar<br />
<br />
Porque </span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">tu</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"> és o meio da manhã</span> </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">O ponto mais alto da luz </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><br />
Em explosão</span> <br />
</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Daniel Faria</span></div></span></td></tr>
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<tr><td class="corpo_celula_corpo" style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: left; vertical-align: top;" width="100%">As mulheres aspiram a casa para dentro dos pulmões<br />
E muitas transformam-se em árvores cheias de ninhos - digo,<br />
As mulheres - ainda que as casas apresentem os telhados inclinados<br />
Ao peso dos pássaros que se abrigam.<br />
<br />
É à janela dos filhos que as mulheres respiram<br />
Sentadas nos degraus olhando para eles e muitas<br />
Transformam-se em escadas<br />
<br />
Muitas mulheres transformam-se em paisagens<br />
Em árvores cheias de crianças trepando que se penduram<br />
Nos ramos - no pescoço das mães - ainda que as árvores irradiem<br />
Cheias de rebentos<br />
<br />
As mulheres aspiram para dentro<br />
E geram continuamente. <br />
Transformam-se em pomares.<br />
Elas arrumam a casa<br />
Elas põem a mesa<br />
Ao redor do coração.<br />
<br />
<br />
<div style="text-align: right;">Daniel Faria</div></td></tr>
</tbody></table>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-31661359699510251102010-09-02T13:57:00.002+01:002010-09-02T14:00:06.414+01:00O meu amor disse-me...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ff6666; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: x-large;"><b><br />
</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><b style="color: #ff6666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">O Teu Nome</span></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br />
</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span style="color: #ff6666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Flor de acaso ou ave deslumbrante,</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br style="color: #ff6666;" />Palavra tremendo nas redes da poesia...<br />
<br />
O teu nome, como o destino, chega,<br style="color: #ff6666;" />O teu nome, meu amor<a href="http://www.amoreamor.com/poesia.php?id=1086&titulo=o+teu+nome&tipo=poesia#" style="border-bottom-color: initial; border-bottom-style: dotted; border-bottom-width: 1px; color: #074d8f; text-decoration: underline;" target="_blank"></a>, o teu nome nascendo,</span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"></span></span><span style="color: #ff6666;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;">De todas as cores do dia!</span></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; border-collapse: separate; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Alexandre O'Neill</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-16469172015583595822010-08-23T17:54:00.000+01:002010-08-23T17:54:32.955+01:00Mesa dos sonhos<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000033; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;">Ao lado do homem vou crescendo<br />
<br />
Defendo-me da morte quando dou<br />
Meu corpo ao seu desejo violento<br />
E lhe devoro o corpo lentamente<br />
<br />
Mesa dos sonhos no meu corpo vivem<br />
Todas as formas e começam<br />
Todas as vidas<br />
<br />
Ao lado do homem vou crescendo<br />
<br />
E defendo-me da morte povoando<br />
De novos sonhos a vida.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000033; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #000033; font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />
</span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><strong>Alexandre O'Neil</strong></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-662944233933978342010-08-16T16:11:00.000+01:002010-08-16T16:11:51.355+01:00Contigo aprendi coisas tão simples<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; color: #ffffcc; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 14px;"></span><br />
<span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_DetailsPoema"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Contigo aprendi coisas tão simples como<br />
a forma de convívio com o meu cabelo ralo<br />
e a diversa cor que há nos olhos das pessoas<br />
Só tu me acompanhastes súbitos momentos<br />
quando tudo ruía ao meu redor<br />
e me sentia só e no cabo do mundo<br />
Contigo fui cruel no dia a dia<br />
mais que mulher tu és já a minha única viúva<br />
Não posso dar-te mais do te dou<br />
este molhado olhar de homem que morre<br />
e se comove ao ver-te assim presente tão subitamente</span></span><br />
<span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_DetailsPoema"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><br />
</span></span><br />
<div style="text-align: right;"><span id="ctl00_ContentPlaceHolder1_DetailsPoema"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;">Ruy Belo</span></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-91441250983646223572010-08-03T12:34:00.000+01:002010-08-03T12:34:32.102+01:00Os amantes sem dinheiro<pre style="white-space: pre-wrap; word-wrap: break-word;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">Tinham o rosto aberto a quem passava.
Tinham lendas e mitos
e frio no coração.
Tinham jardins onde a lua passeava
de mãos dadas com a água
e um anjo de pedra por irmão.
Tinham como toda a gente
o milagre de cada dia
escorrendo pelos telhados;
e olhos de oiro
onde ardiam
os sonhos mais tresmalhados.
Tinham fome e sede como os bichos,
e silêncio
à roda dos seus passos.
Mas a cada gesto que faziam
um pássaro nascia dos seus dedos
e deslumbrado penetrava nos espaços.
</span><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;">
</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"> Eugénio de Andrade</span></div></pre>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-78920553393139382712010-06-19T04:48:00.000+01:002010-06-19T04:49:37.616+01:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: medium; ">Original é o poeta<br />que se origina a si mesmo<br />que numa sílaba é seta<br />noutro pasmo ou cataclismo<br />o que se atira ao poema<br />como se fosse um abismo<br />e faz um filho ás palavras<br />na cama do romantismo.<br />Original é o poeta<br />capaz de escrever um sismo.<br /><br />Original é o poeta<br />de origem clara e comum<br />que sendo de toda a parte<br />não é de lugar algum.<br />O que gera a própria arte<br />na força de ser só um<br />por todos a quem a sorte faz<br />devorar um jejum.<br />Original é o poeta<br />que de todos for só um.<br /><br />Original é o poeta<br />expulso do paraíso<br />por saber compreender<br />o que é o choro e o riso;<br />aquele que desce á rua<br />bebe copos quebra nozes<br />e ferra em quem tem juízo<br />versos brancos e ferozes.<br />Original é o poeta<br />que é gato de sete vozes.<br /><br />Original é o poeta<br />que chegar ao despudor<br />de escrever todos os dias<br />como se fizesse amor.<br />Esse que despe a poesia<br />como se fosse uma mulher<br />e nela emprenha a alegria<br />de ser um homem qualquer. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: medium; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica; font-size: medium; ">Ary dos Santos</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-49609349222380682092010-06-17T22:49:00.002+01:002010-06-17T23:02:42.196+01:00Pechincha!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-5gEGKkvcwX3je02OPbJY_4YlucQbqTxSqPsW69of-LEkP6c9oKIQqL-hp6DydgCLFneotLlO2ei4hoQbquQt0oCeNHOpMaabD0ZPgcnXOALUC7EF9A1N1r3DoLuHpzlOPqX9tyakpwo/s1600/P1120047.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-5gEGKkvcwX3je02OPbJY_4YlucQbqTxSqPsW69of-LEkP6c9oKIQqL-hp6DydgCLFneotLlO2ei4hoQbquQt0oCeNHOpMaabD0ZPgcnXOALUC7EF9A1N1r3DoLuHpzlOPqX9tyakpwo/s400/P1120047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483866402348635074" /></a><br />A língua lambe as pétalas vermelhas<div>da rosa pluriaberta; a língua lavra</div><div>certo oculto botão, e vai tecendo</div><div><br /></div><div>E lambe, lambilonga, lambilente</div><div>a licorina gruta</div><div>e, quanto mais lambente, mais activa,</div><div>atinge o céu do céu, entre gemidos,</div><div>entre gritos , balidos e rugidos</div><div><br /></div><div>de leões na floresta... enfurecidos!</div><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><b>Carlos Drummond de Andrade</b></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-38235893235321078522010-06-17T16:57:00.001+01:002010-06-17T16:59:53.594+01:00Morrer... só juntos!!!!!!<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Amo-te tanto meu amor... não cante</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">O humano coração com mais verdade...</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Amo-te como amigo e como amante</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Numa sempre diversa realidade.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Amo-te enfim, de um calmo amor prestante</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">E te amo além, presente na saudade.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Amo-te, enfim, com grande liberdade</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Dentro da eternidade e a cada instante.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Amo-te como um bicho, simplesmente</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">De um amor sem mistério e sem virtude</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Com um desejo maciço e permanente.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">E de te amar assim, muito e amiúde</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">É que um dia em teu corpo de repente</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Hei de morrer de amar mais do que pude.</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><span style=" ;font-family:'arial black', sans-serif;"></span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><b>Vinícius de Moraes</b></span></div></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-8348512235991462962010-06-15T02:35:00.001+01:002010-06-15T02:45:06.013+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguJ6opGxw6FHspxLUJeRQ5i8cUJJRcu_K75H4iMI9uCG34Nw_54py9KmA3IXA9N8McL1zgSIkJKFws4aFP7IQPZAas99SgmeDBODpQke-qn_vkg5H4dDN5gvWd1oTjqDxYYNRGI1R700Q/s1600/LesAmants.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguJ6opGxw6FHspxLUJeRQ5i8cUJJRcu_K75H4iMI9uCG34Nw_54py9KmA3IXA9N8McL1zgSIkJKFws4aFP7IQPZAas99SgmeDBODpQke-qn_vkg5H4dDN5gvWd1oTjqDxYYNRGI1R700Q/s400/LesAmants.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482810276000859506" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(127, 127, 127); line-height: 22px; font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:14px;"><div style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">Escalar-te lábio a lábio,<br />percorrer-te: eis a cintura<br />o lume breve entre as nádegas<br />e o ventre, o peito, o dorso<br />descer aos flancos, enterrar<br /><br />os olhos na pedra fresca<br />dos teus olhos,<br />entregar-me poro a poro<br />ao furor da tua boca,<br />esquecer a mão errante<br />na festa ou na fresta<br /><br />aberta à doce penetração<br />das águas duras,<br />respirar como quem tropeça<br />no escuro, gritar<br />às portas da alegria,<br />da solidão.<br /><br />porque é terrível<br />subir assim às hastes da loucura,<br />do fogo descer à neve.<br /><br />abandonar-me agora<br />nas ervas ao orvalho -<br />a glande leve.</span></span></div><div style=" ;font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: right; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style=" ;font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;">- Eugénio de Andrade -</span></span></div></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-6191119160513903452010-05-27T12:12:00.001+01:002010-05-27T12:12:57.421+01:00...<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; ">Espáduas brancas palpitantes:<br />asas no exílio dum corpo.<br />Os braços calhas cintilantes<br />para o comboio da alma.<br />E os olhos emigrantes<br />no navio da pálpebra<br />encalhado em renúncia ou cobardia.<br />Por vezes fêmea. Por vezes monja.<br />Conforme a noite. Conforme o dia.<br />Molusco. Esponja<br />embebida num filtro de magia.<br />Aranha de ouro<br />presa na teia dos seus ardis.<br />E aos pés um coração de louça<br />quebrado em jogos infantis.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><b>Natália Correia; <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "><em><div style="text-align: right; display: inline !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><b>Poesia Completa</b></span></div></em></span></b></div><em><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"><b>1999</b></span></div></em></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-28537799548673333572010-05-27T11:54:00.001+01:002010-05-27T11:54:45.168+01:00A sesta<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 14px; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; ">Pierrot escondido por entre o amarello dos gyrassois espreita em cautela o somno d'ella dormindo na sombra da tangerineira. E ella não dorme, espreita tambem de olhos descidos, mentindo o sôno, as vestes brancas do Pierrot gatinhando silencios por entre o amarelo dos gyrassois. E porque Elle se vem chegando perto, Ella mente ainda mais o sôno a mal-resonar. </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: medium; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 10px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 10px; "><span class="maintext" style="font-size: 14px; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; "><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Junto d'Ella, não teve mão em si e foi descer-lhe um beijo mudo na negra meia aberta arejando o pé pequenino. Depois os joelhos redondos e lizos, e já se debruçava por sobre os joelhos, a beijar-lhe o ventre descomposto, quando Ella acordou cançada de tanto sôno fingir. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">E Elle ameaça fugida, e Ella furta-lhe a fuga nos braços nús estendidos. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">E Ella, magoada dos remorsos de Pierrot, acaricia-lhe a fronte num grande perdão. E, feitas as pazes, ficou combinado que Ella dormisse outra vez. </div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><b>Almada Negreiros, in 'Frisos - Revista Orpheu nº1'</b></div></span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-73990836181981086442010-05-20T01:39:00.006+01:002010-05-20T02:03:52.738+01:00Instalado feito posseiro dentro do meu coração...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEUk_MlXuDEzqu1cPgodSNf6xaWLGKGawi7GnZkXRDrLMuEWUVF1NqOja7COfDv8oTOV4Zv2FVtUt2JE9M1XC3NKubn-G0FdNd71EJR3Qcj7KHWeOKcoe0IsnXvD-3DyrKU3lj2C4wlk/s1600/1143213002Gargamel+borysow.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgnEUk_MlXuDEzqu1cPgodSNf6xaWLGKGawi7GnZkXRDrLMuEWUVF1NqOja7COfDv8oTOV4Zv2FVtUt2JE9M1XC3NKubn-G0FdNd71EJR3Qcj7KHWeOKcoe0IsnXvD-3DyrKU3lj2C4wlk/s320/1143213002Gargamel+borysow.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473146218277550738" /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size:medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Amemos! quero de amor<br />Viver no teu coração!<br />Sofrer e amar essa dor<br />Que desmaia de paixão!<br />Na tu’alma, em teus encantos<br />E na tua palidez<br />E nos teus ardentes prantos<br />Suspirar de languidez!</span></span></span></p><p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Quero em teus lábios beber<br />Os teus amores do céu!<br />Quero em teu seio morrer<br />No enlevo do seio teu!<br />Quero viver d’esperança!<br />Quero tremer e sentir!<br />Na tua cheirosa trança<br />Quero sonhar e dormir!</span></span></span></p><p><span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Vem, anjo, minha donzela,<br />Minh’alma, meu coração...<br />Que noite! que noite bela!<br />Como é doce a viração!<br />E entre os suspiros do vento,<br />Da noite ao mole frescor,<br />Quero viver um momento,<br />Morrer contigo de amor!</span></span></span></p></span></span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" border-collapse: collapse; font-family:arial, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'courier new';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:medium;">Álvares de Azevedo</span></span></p></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-1095153130095197662010-05-01T19:53:00.000+01:002010-05-01T19:54:39.341+01:00Iron and Wine<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "><div><object width="480" height="385"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KdebhHO_sSw&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KdebhHO_sSw&hl=pt_PT&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"></embed></object></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Helvetica, Arial; font-size: 11px; "><br /></span></div>just like the way that you ran to wine<br />when they made the new milk turn<br />Jesus, a friend in the better times<br />let your mother's bible burn<br />freedom, a fever you suffered through<br />and the dog drank from your cup<br />frozen, the river that baptized you<br />and the horse died standing up<br /><br />but when a southern anthem rings<br />she will buckle to that sound<br />when that southern anthem sings<br />it will lay her burdens down<br /><br />just like the way you lost your guns<br />when they cut the clothesline loose<br />Jesus, a friend of the weaker ones<br />said, 'i'm all they stole from you'<br />freedom, a thistle that withered dry<br />still a baby in your hands<br />frozen, the ground refused to die<br />and the guitar rose again<br /><br />but when that southern anthem rings<br />she will buckle to the sound<br />when that southern anthem sings<br />it will lay her burdens down<br /></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-91674334017384113192010-04-22T01:53:00.002+01:002010-04-22T01:56:25.037+01:00Roll the dice<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 22px; font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif;font-size:13px;"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">if you’re going to try, go all the way.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">otherwise, don’t even start.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">if you’re going to try, go all the<br />way.<br />this could mean losing girlfriends,<br />wives, relatives, jobs and<br />maybe your mind.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">go all the way.<br />it could mean not eating for 3 or 4 days.<br />it could mean freezing on a<br />park bench.<br />it could mean jail,<br />it could mean derision,<br />mockery,<br />isolation.<br />isolation is the gift,<br />all the others are a test of your<br />endurance, of<br />how much you really want to<br />do it.<br />and you’ll do it<br />despite rejection and the worst odds<br />and it will be better than<br />anything else<br />you can imagine.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">if you’re going to try,<br />go all the way.<br />there is no other feeling like<br />that.<br />you will be alone with the gods<br />and the nights will flame with<br />fire.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">do it, do it, do it.<br />do it.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">all the way<br />all the way.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">you will ride life straight to<br />perfect laughter, its<br />the only good fight<br />there is.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:arial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Charles Bukowski</span></span></p></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146494696773956646.post-8621272499012132482010-04-22T01:33:00.001+01:002010-04-22T01:35:03.170+01:00Girl In A Miniskirt Reading The Bible Outside My Window<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; border-collapse: collapse; -webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; "><table width="100%" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" id="table21"><tbody><tr><td style="font-size: 10pt; width: 529px; "></td><td valign="top" rowspan="2" width="100" style="font-size: 10pt; "><div align="left" bgcolor="#f1f2f2"></div></td></tr><tr><td valign="top" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt; "><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="100%" id="table23"><tbody><tr><td valign="top" width="30" style="font-size: 10pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"> </span></td><td valign="top" style="font-size: 10pt; width: 524px; "><span style="font-size: 14px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Sunday, I am eating a<br />grapefruit, church is over at the Russian<br />Orthadox to the<br />west.<br /><br />she is dark<br />of Eastern descent,<br />large brown eyes look up from the Bible<br />then down. a small red and black<br />Bible, and as she reads<br />her legs keep moving, moving,<br />she is doing a slow rythmic dance<br />reading the Bible. . .<br /><br />long gold earrings;<br />2 gold bracelets on each arm,<br />and it's a mini-suit, I suppose,<br />the cloth hugs her body,<br />the lightest of tans is that cloth,<br />she twists this way and that,<br />long yellow legs warm in the sun. . .<br /><br />there is no escaping her being<br />there is no desire to. . .<br /><br />my radio is playing symphonic music<br />that she cannot hear<br />but her movements coincide exactly<br />to the rythms of the<br />symphony. . .<br /><br />she is dark, she is dark<br />she is reading about God.<br />I am God.<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: medium; ">Charles Bukowski</span></div></span></span></td></tr></tbody></table></td></tr></tbody></table></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14250440084840338840noreply@blogger.com0