tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55441066220934354172024-03-05T15:40:14.629-08:00FLUIR POÉTICO - "Gotas de Existência"FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.comBlogger45125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-57125383855413479722021-12-31T12:43:00.002-08:002021-12-31T12:43:22.587-08:00<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhrSn_Q2Qnf2JGyYMlUBp0tS9wmHNQgT8QYaC_Uw56206QqhyN5IV1UjOPa9vtfYJpcqp6FuggCVyHWiiKm0KgG0SK8PuplKHRFlM9SecVmakVJs9xjBiN1-pLCYrE5jjg97e8f7AUjvz_5DVbBYJrd1MG4JJivahC0ysoewARbFdCCwDFi41niLP5dvg=s275" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="266" 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center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">palavras</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">ao</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">vento</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">movem</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">moinhos</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">sedentos</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b></b></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><b><a 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style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><b> </b></span></p></blockquote><p style="text-align: center;"> <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTgBEpTusbYgjtwZrO6IvCesClRTy2L3nN54vE1Z73xbQEl9eBhaPpUhpqV4iVdJkRC6oAl-UB5qzrdan0AWmJqIZrf1i0JTrQYOTeEyfoZbvL5cXOkMQ5fBRGv1Ao8AVmF2HcA6tKfv-U9278ama65wlqh7Jt1CW0R2P8aEmU2yEJklKWbB45hgjoig=s1040" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1040" data-original-width="780" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiTgBEpTusbYgjtwZrO6IvCesClRTy2L3nN54vE1Z73xbQEl9eBhaPpUhpqV4iVdJkRC6oAl-UB5qzrdan0AWmJqIZrf1i0JTrQYOTeEyfoZbvL5cXOkMQ5fBRGv1Ao8AVmF2HcA6tKfv-U9278ama65wlqh7Jt1CW0R2P8aEmU2yEJklKWbB45hgjoig=w333-h400" width="333" /></a><br /><br /></p><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">doce</span></b></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;">beleza</span></b></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-size: x-large;"> <b style="font-family: inherit;">frágil</b></span></p></blockquote><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0px 0px 0px 40px; padding: 0px; text-align: left;"><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><b>força </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><b>do</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: inherit; font-size: x-large;"><b>encanto</b></span></p></blockquote><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjCvfOXm32Dg4gZtqANrXl9wjNJHJAS8a3fbnnShWP8HxsBBHZU_RDF2geOV17b-mDQ_tXb5qF2OekhfGrYXSc2i4sDJO18U1NKmhezjEomM_n8Qof0di6qTqm_1QGUGPhC-3Tbpbjjmwt9d5P8VI5ECjVH0CssVXEZD2Sj0x-PVJx9K0f8ZYipaW5ysA=s1040" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1040" data-original-width="780" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjCvfOXm32Dg4gZtqANrXl9wjNJHJAS8a3fbnnShWP8HxsBBHZU_RDF2geOV17b-mDQ_tXb5qF2OekhfGrYXSc2i4sDJO18U1NKmhezjEomM_n8Qof0di6qTqm_1QGUGPhC-3Tbpbjjmwt9d5P8VI5ECjVH0CssVXEZD2Sj0x-PVJx9K0f8ZYipaW5ysA=w332-h400" width="332" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-15953850177044084132021-06-25T20:31:00.004-07:002021-06-25T21:05:18.038-07:00S.O.U B.E.S.T.A, M.A.S N.Ã.O S.O.U B.U.R.R.O<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_lPw8_4mmTB02GNqu2XXJgZmzhfUNxZoqYLRJZMUbtaVQkOqIcJZ8RFND7wQjxZ7ZlaiN7U2RmGQ8SFoBlesuXymqLWLhB_eXyK9AlnG-eFHJdANGV6FZ_SiO_BtFYF1kdROjf5IZPxKN/s276/ig3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="276" data-original-width="183" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_lPw8_4mmTB02GNqu2XXJgZmzhfUNxZoqYLRJZMUbtaVQkOqIcJZ8RFND7wQjxZ7ZlaiN7U2RmGQ8SFoBlesuXymqLWLhB_eXyK9AlnG-eFHJdANGV6FZ_SiO_BtFYF1kdROjf5IZPxKN/w265-h400/ig3.jpg" width="265" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><b>Sou besta, mas não sou burro</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sei que não nasci hoje</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">O mundo já existia antes de mim</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sei que ignoro muitas coisas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">e que o não saber é parte também do saber</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sou besta, mas não sou burro.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Assim dizia meu pai</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nascemos sem saber nada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Copiamos e imitamos</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">o pouco pra nós é o mundo </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Assim é o inicio de tudo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">O tempo vai se passando</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Olhamos e observamos</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Imitamos e aprendemos</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Jeitos novos de viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">De animal me torno humano </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">O saber é o que nos faz</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">húmus fértil e precioso </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">lapidando sempre mais</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Se um dia eu já fui besta</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Não foi por vontade própria </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nasci na ignorância </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">próprio estado da natureza. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sou besta, mas não sou burro.</span></p><div><span style="font-size: large;"><p style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Assim dizia meu pai</span></p><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">O tempo vai se passando</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Tem tempo de ser saber</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mas não vem naturalmente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">É preciso também querer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Nem todos que querem conseguem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Da ignorância se libertar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não saber também é projeto</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">pro indivíduo se escravizar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não há um caminho certo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">pro individuo <i>desbestear</i></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Se sabe que o conhecimento</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">é caminho certo a se trilhar. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sou besta, mas não sou burro.</span></p><div><span style="font-size: large;"><p style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Assim dizia meu pai</span></p><p style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Chave que abre a luz</span></p><p style="font-size: medium; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">com educação se torna ás.</span></p><div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div></span></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeqpIumCQzsICU815zz_C6i7mvEvi2BJZRbTR5WpeiIWk7CAipIKtaOkuAyp28xggBDxNKudqag1aawMu6XEya1OyMzrpRZkkTD-v0xXe5ixWhwzR6hewUi05y6cthkrPjj8URfKM_f1A/s720/ig2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="501" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVeqpIumCQzsICU815zz_C6i7mvEvi2BJZRbTR5WpeiIWk7CAipIKtaOkuAyp28xggBDxNKudqag1aawMu6XEya1OyMzrpRZkkTD-v0xXe5ixWhwzR6hewUi05y6cthkrPjj8URfKM_f1A/w279-h400/ig2.jpg" width="279" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-82364995201454881442021-06-20T18:48:00.011-07:002021-06-21T15:42:47.036-07:00I.N.D.I.G.N.A.R & L.U.T.A.R<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizWG2Kl4iq_KCQcawYVNfeTShkLc6frianPaY5lX-dmkV1jd5xBg-U2YnvKC4Eb2YLbIthFL1qQl5aGCeDBXKs3sVqzmxoz_epMHju0Lz4vVg2roL4oZfKNSvl4Jm-kiohNus3DaX37dqr/s1200/FB4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="754" data-original-width="1200" height="402" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizWG2Kl4iq_KCQcawYVNfeTShkLc6frianPaY5lX-dmkV1jd5xBg-U2YnvKC4Eb2YLbIthFL1qQl5aGCeDBXKs3sVqzmxoz_epMHju0Lz4vVg2roL4oZfKNSvl4Jm-kiohNus3DaX37dqr/w640-h402/FB4.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">Indignar e Lutar</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">500 mil pessoas que partiram ...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">500 mil famílias enlutadas ...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span>500 mil histórias interrompidas ...</span><span> </span><span> </span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">500 mil universos perdidos ...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">É tempo de luto</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">de angustia </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">de sofrimento</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">de consternação</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">de compaixão,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">também de indignação.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">É tempo de repensar o sentido da vida</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">de refletir as formas autoritárias e abusivas de governo </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">tempo de exilar os charlatões e <i>negacionistas </i>da ciência </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">de banir o fanatismo e as superstições malignas </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">São 500 mil vidas perdidas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">Um genocídio anunciado</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">É tempo de revolta</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">tempo de reagrupar,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">reorganizar,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">protestar,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">mobilizar,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">pressionar,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">elevar a temperatura...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #990000;"><b>É TEMPO DE LUTAR </b></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>VADE RETRO BOZO!!!!!!!!!!!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBfIaCvnOmeuPqIS8SCbmGWFukilkwYgglyBwvBl3cqXjHEQbEqTbgRZVejFAK2GE_Xvozy_Qx9bboLFI4uKKbxh3L4B3gZ-Du_xSIJz0TT7QGKd_F4djfmkj9G5QiIrgGSkr51v39Kg2X/s660/FB3.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="330" data-original-width="660" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBfIaCvnOmeuPqIS8SCbmGWFukilkwYgglyBwvBl3cqXjHEQbEqTbgRZVejFAK2GE_Xvozy_Qx9bboLFI4uKKbxh3L4B3gZ-Du_xSIJz0TT7QGKd_F4djfmkj9G5QiIrgGSkr51v39Kg2X/w640-h320/FB3.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">*reagrupar com máscaras e álcool 70%</span><p></p><p><b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></p>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-52323888041079021612021-06-15T18:47:00.007-07:002021-06-15T19:14:22.585-07:00C.H.E.I.R.O D.E T.A.N.G.E.R.I.N.A N.O A.R<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwFbj6iWF24HWhsN7hDneSDCJUiTpDSuY7vSnmM4as0qCZm0q_Qe-REVxs26DvXFj49QLvpvJWu5o10TcUl7PJiMK9Rpp1a9bt9cTZchG0vyFp15thdBQegSyN-NCu6VMiNZFHnelx-Qy/s259/tg1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="194" data-original-width="259" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCwFbj6iWF24HWhsN7hDneSDCJUiTpDSuY7vSnmM4as0qCZm0q_Qe-REVxs26DvXFj49QLvpvJWu5o10TcUl7PJiMK9Rpp1a9bt9cTZchG0vyFp15thdBQegSyN-NCu6VMiNZFHnelx-Qy/w400-h300/tg1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><b>Cheiro de Tangerina no Ar</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Perdi o tempo do tempo</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Dez ou mais anos de espera</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Longa espera...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Enfim, o tempo chegou...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Regando,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Podando, </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Limpando das ervas daninhas, </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">A</span><span style="font-size: x-large;">dubando e</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">conversando...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Sim, conversa ao "pé do ouvido", </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">baixinho, </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">a esperar por uma boa resposta</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Finalmente... nasceu, nasceu, nasceu...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">O tempo acelerou que nem vi florescer</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Tem tangerina no meu quintal</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Tem cheiro de tangerina no meu pomar</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Semente cultivada e regada</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Por longos anos esperados</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Diante de um olhar atento</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Cuidando e esperando.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Folhas viçosas</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Tronco frondoso</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Galhos esguios</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Espinhos de flechas</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Raízes em estacas</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Sombra gentil</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Até o fruto nascer teve outras serventias</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Abrigou ninho de passarinhos</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Hospedou casulos de mariposas e borboletas</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Recebeu pouso de bem-ti-vi e beija flores</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Foi repouso de abelhas em busca nécta</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Acolheu lagartas, lagartixas e até pararamas. </span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Flores esperadas sem ser vista</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Instante da graça perdido</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Inesperado em manhã ensolarada</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Fruto desejado veio a luz</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Não era um e nem dois,</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Perdi as contas...</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Eram seis, oito, dez ou mais</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Ainda verdes, </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Camufladas sob as folhas</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Êxtase, frisson tudo em emoção</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">O tempo da colheita chegou</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Cheiro de tangerina no ar.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: x-large;">Aroma doce de amor </span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;">Espalhado em meu quintal.</span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"> </span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a 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style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwo9Go71JxfsTwEJDzHRJBMaHkR-lEqdwpsp0wPrjF-6IqiVTwY_rzkrU7GwrlqWSA6uvY2wFGNEwLm9BxAL6mXazmKE3tKfsB6KIWbulk9GlclYc3NQNsj18pzbj4Dxojc3m_w_x6lhpe/s1280/WhatsApp+Image+2021-06-10+at+22.53.30.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="606" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwo9Go71JxfsTwEJDzHRJBMaHkR-lEqdwpsp0wPrjF-6IqiVTwY_rzkrU7GwrlqWSA6uvY2wFGNEwLm9BxAL6mXazmKE3tKfsB6KIWbulk9GlclYc3NQNsj18pzbj4Dxojc3m_w_x6lhpe/w328-h640/WhatsApp+Image+2021-06-10+at+22.53.30.jpeg" width="328" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><b><b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">Procura-se um Tom</span></b></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;"><b style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;"><b style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">Procura-se um Tom</b></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">Nem maior e nem menor</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mas não é qualquer Tom.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Esse Tom tem história</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Também tem rabugice</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">Não é dado a meiguice...</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Adotado na praça</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Quando era pequeno</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Fez um tour na cidade</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Seu primeiro passeio...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Foi na festa de Bob</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Um tributo a Jah</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>Fumacê </i>de engasgar</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>foi melhor partir já...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Foi barrado no baile</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Ao entrar na Estação</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>"__ gato aqui não senhor!"</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Foi melhor despintar</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mergulhou numa bolsa</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pro porteiro driblar </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">Quietinho ai</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Engole logo o <i>miar</i>.</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Por do sol já chegando</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>É melhor partir já</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pra uma casa, um abrigo</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Uma cama e um lar</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>O tempo foi se passando</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Gato grande fiquei</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Namorei muitas gatas</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><i>Sumidinhas </i>eu dei...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Como é belo o felino</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>mais bonito não há!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pelo e olhos... um brilho</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Parece um maracajá</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>de manhã só preguiça e sono</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">a tarde um rolézinho aculá</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">não se afastava o bichano</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;">era só chamar e a ração papar</b><b style="font-size: x-large;"> </b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Dessa vez ele se foi longe...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Um passeio em algum lugar</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Um tempo que não quer passar </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pra nossa saudade acabar...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><b>Procura-se um Tom</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mas não é qualquer Tom!</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Nem maior, nem menor</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Tem que ser o "va-ga-bun-dooo"</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Voando... com a barriga pro ar... </b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Foi muito bom te conhecer Tom,</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>seu vagabundo rabugento...</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEd01Y05X43z5UgbpCJprsAPVvTZnHSKWxW2rLh6_ZAHWZxHxwmWCd3Vyd7eBs04YaDPVi0jKf2K0X1x9uJmR941-ZY2iFeLD9fY2ANf3EckqvkyPpkpxt9JGQm4f7D7aQaHrojGVmr7Oo/s1280/WhatsApp+Image+2021-06-10+at+22.53.30+%25281%2529.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="606" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEd01Y05X43z5UgbpCJprsAPVvTZnHSKWxW2rLh6_ZAHWZxHxwmWCd3Vyd7eBs04YaDPVi0jKf2K0X1x9uJmR941-ZY2iFeLD9fY2ANf3EckqvkyPpkpxt9JGQm4f7D7aQaHrojGVmr7Oo/w304-h640/WhatsApp+Image+2021-06-10+at+22.53.30+%25281%2529.jpeg" width="304" /></a></div><br /><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span><p></p><p style="text-align: right;"><br /></p></div></div>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-20318154742500742572021-05-30T12:24:00.004-07:002021-05-30T12:36:52.771-07:00M.I.S.T.É.R.I.O<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCE0i_jsXTac7smFpBN39AznvFEpJxo4EJfFhCpe2tAF_ZGM4nXrVOi1rjjHwB6Q0eoxXA-PvqwZQwd8Y5R1evCvrza48fYy-IsMQR1TKZFuZ343acB9KsfkLbhFXa4UFILqOpc_Zjxnn/s480/atrito1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="360" data-original-width="480" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVCE0i_jsXTac7smFpBN39AznvFEpJxo4EJfFhCpe2tAF_ZGM4nXrVOi1rjjHwB6Q0eoxXA-PvqwZQwd8Y5R1evCvrza48fYy-IsMQR1TKZFuZ343acB9KsfkLbhFXa4UFILqOpc_Zjxnn/w400-h300/atrito1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-size: large;"><b>Mistério</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>O atrito da origem a tudo,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Ele cria, destrói, recria.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Implacável! </b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Da sentido a si mesmo.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Não se esgota, nem finda.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>É sempre princípio,</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Renovação.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>É ir e vir, infinito incompreendido.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Não se iluda! </b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>É semente, </b><b>húmus, </b><b>chama e destruição.</b></span></p><p><b><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><br /></span></b></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Incognoscível, instante raro, único, é constante, perpétuo.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Infinita recriação.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>É enigma, mistério, simplesmente atrito.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Damos sentido ao atrito.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Vida, </b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>morte, </b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>equilíbrio e </b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>ebulição.</b></span></p><p><span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;"><b>Somos </b></span><b style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: x-large;">matéria em transformação.</b></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2Nj2k7CeYX25UvXLt_K3pHraVQtkflQwMdwGqFi30SLeAJW5KyV-5cbs9MW2lhLW3ton4_r9M4XAZmNP7Og1OLcvWrexMdo-50go0W4taJp7dZU6fnc4uCKovgvSSmi5srMuhLgRECYZ/s299/atrito2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="299" data-original-width="168" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB2Nj2k7CeYX25UvXLt_K3pHraVQtkflQwMdwGqFi30SLeAJW5KyV-5cbs9MW2lhLW3ton4_r9M4XAZmNP7Og1OLcvWrexMdo-50go0W4taJp7dZU6fnc4uCKovgvSSmi5srMuhLgRECYZ/w360-h640/atrito2.jpg" width="360" /></a></span></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /><b><br /></b></span><p></p>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência 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style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="color: #990000; font-size: x-large;">Imaginário</span></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>Uma parte da minha vida</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>vivo sozinho, </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>sozinho em meus pensamentos,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>longe e perto de tudo,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>de todo mundo.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>Viajo longe...</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>Neste lugar não existe o impossível!</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>Quem nunca fez essa viagem?</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>Somos assim...</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>Vivo assim...</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b> Idealizando,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b> ideologizando,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>reificando imagens, </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>num devir permanente,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>sem tempo ou lugar,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>reinventando o ser </b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>e o existir.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>No imaginário.</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>No pensar,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>solitário,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>tudo é perfeição,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>até o véu se abrir,</b></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><b style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">o real existir</span></b></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-size: large;"><b>e você voltar e cair em si.</b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb3dsmnwKp6s7fj5MG1TkuStokmg8d7a_WeAiPiPU8T4rs0Bogu6vrDkeL4NFJtwZGdPZgHDMziAb7KR2CCYiIyAau4atOTaNUSlOtnyvcsNerd1HZF7fi1tZjioA9fdM04FRM5CXkWOBI/s400/3d1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="266" data-original-width="400" height="266" 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(frio) <span style="color: #990000;">Dezenove</span></span></b></p><b style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-size: 14.85px;"></span><b style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-size: 14.85px;"></span><br style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;" /><div style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> "Pior que presumir um fracasso de <span style="color: #990000;">alguém </span>que não se importa por tê-lo e nada faz para o reverter é presumir a chegada de uma grande <span style="color: #990000;">decepção </span>nunca desejada de alguém por tanto tempo amado.</span></b><br /><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Teu <span style="color: #990000;">nome </span>ainda é, idealmente, o esperado, para que minhas <span style="color: #990000;">lágrimas </span>alcancem o melhor sentido do meu <span style="color: #990000;">amor</span>.</span></b><br /><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Hoje é tempo de frustração e <span style="color: #990000;">decepção</span><span style="color: #cc0000;">, </span><span style="color: #cc0000;">amanhã, quem sabe, dia de <span style="color: #990000;">superação</span></span>".</span></b></div><b style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b><span face="Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif" style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-size: 14.85px;"></span><b style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> 07/10/2019</span></b><div><b style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></div><div><b style="background-color: #1c1c1c; color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 14.85px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a 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<b style="font-size: x-large;">Turbulências da Vida</b></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Na vida aprendi que é mais fácil fazer perguntas do que respondê-las,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que muitas vezes as pessoas preferem fugir de um problema do que encará-los de frente,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi também que muitas vezes é mais fácil dissimular a realidade do que encarar um diálogo franco e aberto,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que muitas vezes erramos por esperar mudanças nas pessoas que não se movem para que estás mudanças aconteçam,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que é mais fácil ser conselheiro quando se está fora de um problema ou indiretamente ligado a ele,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que os próprios erros não significam automaticamente aprendizagem, mas que há sempre o que aprender com eles,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que muitas vezes precisamos pensar em nós mesmos nas situações de desespero para sobreviver e que isto não significa automaticamente egoísmo,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que não importa quantas oportunidades você deu a uma pessoa, se esta não valorizar cada oportunidade que teve,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que não há soluções fáceis quando se está vinculado a problemas que não depende só de você resolvê-los,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que somos diversos em personalidades e que muitas vezes dissimulamos comportamentos pra sobreviver ou ter vantagens sobre os outros,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi também que quando se está numa voraz situação de crise é necessário criar meios para se afastar dela e buscar o equilíbrio no </b></span><b style="font-size: x-large;">seu próprio mundo,</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi também que manter relações de dependência e servidão podem significar perpetuação dessa condição e nenhum aprendizado,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi também que nem sempre sabedoria e sensatez prevalecem quando se está a beira do abismo,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi também que para uma parte das pessoas as situações de crise podem ser oportunidades de mudanças,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aprendi que muitas vezes aprendemos em tempo de aprender, outras vezes que o tempo de aprender já passou.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>(Da Série Reflexões)</b></span>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-81606430433834686582019-10-28T19:34:00.002-07:002019-10-28T19:38:45.614-07:00L.E.N.Ç.O.L V.O.A.D.O.R<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Lençol Voador</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Quanta imaginação,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pura emoção,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Lembrança que vem do coração,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>O tempo é tempo de despertar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pra levantar e estudar,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Enquanto a coragem não vem,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>E o corpo preso no colchão,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Lençol começa a voar</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>E me vem imaginação.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Voa lençol,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Suspenso levita no ar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Suas cores me envolvem em silêncio,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Aos poucos tenho que levantar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Enquanto você está voando,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me vejo num campo aberto,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Grama, flores, vento e ar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Um varal a levitar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<b style="font-size: x-large;">Vejo um céu estrelado,</b><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Cores bonitas a dançar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mas o que vejo em desejo,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Vontade contigo voar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Enquanto a coragem não vem,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Me ponho a imaginar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Tempo bom de se lembrar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Meu pai chamando pra levantar.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Para a minha filhota Clara</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: large;">Imaginação</span></b></div>
<b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos seres de imaginação.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Assim podemos, também, nos definir.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Não importa o tempo,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Com quem estejamos,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">E nem o lugar,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos seres de imaginação.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos o que vemos,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">O que ouvimos,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">O que tocamos,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">O que cheiramos.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos sensoriais.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Só isso não nós explica.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos emoção, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Também espiritualidade,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos razão,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Mas também somos imaginação.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Não a confunda com alucinação,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Muito menos com alienação,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Somos mente inquieta, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: large;">Fértil </span></b><b><span style="font-size: large;">projeção da emoção.</span></b>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-34204431089045134732019-10-28T18:55:00.002-07:002019-10-28T19:03:17.864-07:00E.S.T.R.A.N.H.O H.U.M.A.N.O<br />
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<b style="font-size: x-large;">Estranho Ser</b></div>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span><b style="font-size: x-large;">Muito estranho</b><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>O ser que um dia</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Se tornou humano.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Estranho ser humano!</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Por vezes fixa-se em coisas irracionais, </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Em coisas que só fazem sentido a si mesmo,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Mundo estranho,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pequeno mundo,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Ser estranho,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Coisas estranhas, manias, </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>bizarrices, chatices, </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Pequenices, r</b></span><b style="font-size: x-large;">essentido e rancoroso, </b><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Não falo de vícios,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Nem transtornos, </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Falo de miudezas,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Supervalorização de insignificâncias,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Apegos irracionais,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Chatices cotidiana,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Diria "cotidianices"</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Ou será "chatidianices",</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Estranho ser,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Delírio de si mesmo,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Em seu mundo privê,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Que por vezes se diz</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Humano.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Id maior que seu próprio ego,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>O que, por vezes, o coloca</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Diante de convulsões racionais,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b>Labirinto de si mesmo. </b></span>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-73550379646363100452019-10-08T10:05:00.001-07:002019-10-28T19:07:58.308-07:004.0 G.R.A.U.S<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"><b>40 Graus</b></span></div>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Mundo, mundo vã,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Vade retro maldições terrenas,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Que aprisionam a sanidade,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Vai, vade retro a alegria fulgás,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Que escraviza a liberdade plena.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Hedonismo movediço e traiçoeiro,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Vá, mas vá logo e de joelhos,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Em asfalto cáusticos de 40 graus,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Para que assim, possa</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Desvencilhar-me de meus vícios</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Latentes e perigosos.</b></span>FLUIR POÉTICO - Gotas de Existência http://www.blogger.com/profile/14911998882945750123noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5544106622093435417.post-62499403581352247322019-10-07T18:03:00.001-07:002019-10-08T11:31:36.464-07:00S.I.L.Ê.N.C.I.O<br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;"><b>Silêncio </b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></div>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Costumas ouvir o silêncio? </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>O que ele te diz? </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>O que buscas em sua companhia? </b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span></div>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Você o ouve mais em tempos de angústia, deserto ou aflição? </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Busca-o para contemplação, pra ter serenidade, discernimento, cumplicidade ou razão?</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Há momentos duvidosos, </b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Tempos nervosos ou tortuosos</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br /></b></span></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;">
<b>Que só o que queremos ouvir é o silêncio,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span><b>Companheiro e conselheiro,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Para o equilíbrio fluir,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>E a desolação logo sumir. </b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">Vontade de mim e de ti</span></b></div>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Quando Alguém</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Precisa partir</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Mas também</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Quer ficar,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Chuva chove </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E me deixa</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ficar aqui,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vontade de não ir...</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vontade de mim e de ti,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vontade de partir</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E ficar aqui.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não vou, não!</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não! Vou,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não vou!</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não voo,</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vontade partir</span></b></div>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E ficar aqui,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vontade de mim</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E de tí.</span></b><br />
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<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><b style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> Dezenove Estações</span></b></span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b><b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Pior que presumir um fracasso de alguém que não se importa de tê-lo,</span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> E</span></b><b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> nada faz para o reverter,</span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> É presumir a chegada de uma grande decepção,</span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #990000;"> </span></span></b><br />
<b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Nunca desejada de </span></b><b style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">alguém por tanto tempo amado.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Dezenove estações de amor.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Teu nome<span style="color: #990000;"> </span>ainda é esperado, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> És aquele que deve ter brio de vencedor,</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Mas, precisa querer, por ti mesmo...</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Este é o meu grande desejo, </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Para que minhas lágrimas alcancem o sentido pleno do meu amor.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Duras palavras pronunciei e a ti direcionei...</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> Tempo de decepção,</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Liberta-te de jugos sagrados,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Decides por ti mesmo</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>O teu próprio verbo,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Livre-se de grilhões dogmáticos.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Tua palavra te liberta,</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b> Agora e sempre.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Da Série: "Versos Profanos"</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">Arrebatamento do Poeta</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Demônios voltem para o submundo,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">O lar de Hades é teu destino,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Desprenda-te, força repulsiva, das costas do poeta mor,</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Jaz a coragem do poeta, mártir do seu povo?</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">O artesão já talha em cipreste teu ataúde?</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">O óleo de Nardo</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Da extrema unção </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Já escore entre os dedos da mão.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Acorda poeta!</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Liberta a palavra,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Dê forma ao poema.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Que chegue o bardo e seus versos,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Pro mundo ficar inquieto.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Chama teu menestrel, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Desvenda teu verbo.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Desgarra e expulsa os demônios do corpo,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E os mande bem longe, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Para os mares de fogo de Hades.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Revele em palavras,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Enigmas de oráculo.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Bebei no seu cálice rimas, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E se faça viver.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Teu juízo não é o final...</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Abrace hypnos, com devoção,</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Revele-se em versos,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Lapida palavras,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E se faça viver...</span></b><br />
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<b style="font-size: xx-large; text-align: center;"> <span style="color: #0b5394;"> Desmandamento Primeiro</span></b>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ame a você mesmo</span></b><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Sobre todas as coisas,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>E não ame em vão.</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ame quem você quiser a</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">mar,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sem esperar gratidão,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E muito menos servidão </span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ame com</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> equilíbrio, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sem fanatismo, possessão ou d</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">evoção.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ame na medida exata da razão. </span></b><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Sangue escorrendo exala,</strong></span></div>
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<strong><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vejo sirenes na rua,</span></strong></strong></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Indicam um turbilhão, </strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Motos, carros e polícia</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>E ainda um rabecão.</strong></span></div>
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<strong><strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Agora o sinal já foi dado,</span></strong></strong></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>É tempo de retaliação,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Quem deve impor segurança,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Agora é medo e assombração.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Apelam ao bom sagrado,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Um pouco mais de proteção.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Bala perdida em ação,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Fogo cruzado zunindo,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Acerta outro coração.</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Estado agora te mata,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Abusa com arma na mão,</strong></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="tm5"></span><strong>Escracha, ofende, humilhação,</strong></span></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O povo fica com medo,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O povo fica recluso,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Aumenta mais a opressão.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Um acha logo que é certo,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O outro que é incorreto,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Cortar na carne é a voz do cão!</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Faz a contagem da morte,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Só aumentando o temor,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Desespero e agitação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O plano já está traçado,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Milícia é sempre polícia,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Operação de limpeza,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Governo faz que não vê,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O povo bom a padecer.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Antes do tiro certeiro,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">E de um novo rabecão,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vale a melhor segurança,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hoje, amanhã, educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Quer ver o filho seguro,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">No caminho da educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Direito a vida propaga.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não vem com abuso, senhor,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Chega pra lá lei do cão,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Se ti chamarem pra lá,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Fazer tocai de sangue,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ou emboscar inocente, </span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não entre nessa meu irmão.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">A vida é feita de luta,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não perca a sua razão,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O seu caminho é educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Não interessa o lugar,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Que você possa estar,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Periferia, exclusão,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O caminho sempre é educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">E de um novo rabecão,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Vale a melhor segurança,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Hoje, amanhã, educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O meu futuro é crescer,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Com meus amigos vencer,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O meu destino é a educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Meu filho, acorda!</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">É de manhã</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O tempo não espera,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Presente é o futuro com a educação.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Fita preta e amarela,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Isola mais um corpo no chão.</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">O tempo não espera,</span></strong></div>
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<strong><span style="font-size: x-large;">Presente é o futuro com a educação.</span></strong></div>
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<b><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: x-large;">Marcos Sousa</span></b><br />
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<span style="color: #0b5394;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">*</span></b><span style="font-size: large;">MLC - Escola Estadual Manoel Leite Carneiro</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: medium;"><b><span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"> </span><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="font-size: large;"> </span><span style="font-size: x-large;">Tempo de Blues e Miracolo</span></span></b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Tempo, tempo, tempo...</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Senhor do destino e da razão...</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Por que não paras?</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Por que não posso contrariá-lo tempo rei?</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Sempre indo e vindo...</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Algoz de mim.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Deixa-me navegar no meu blues.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Nunca descansas?</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>És inquieto por natureza.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>E eu aqui no meu próprio tempo.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Hedonista do meu blues</b></span><b style="font-size: xx-large;">.</b><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Ah, pra lá.!</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Coisas mil a fazer...</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Ponteiros pulsantes, torturantes.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>O tempo me pertence!</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Triste ilusão.</b></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>E eu aqui te olhando,</b></span></div>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Deitado feito tolo,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Em meu descanso vão.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Sábio tempo,</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Quando serás comprimido?</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Para que eu possa lhe tomar,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>E todas as pendências sanar.</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><br /></b></span>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><b>Tempo vem.</b></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Malditos ponteiros,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Torturantes que passam,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Algoz de meu ócio.</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Afasta-te de mim tempo.</span></b></div>
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Sepulta-te tempo,</b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b>Deixa-me viver para as vil aventuras.</b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><b><i>Miracolo</i> no copo,</b></span><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: medium;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></b></span></b></div>
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">A poesia chegou em mim,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E me completou...</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Bem aventurado seja menestrel do lirismo,<br />Artesão da palavra,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Que se fez em verso,<br />Revelando o mistério.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Bem aventurado seja,<br />Mensageiro da emoção e do escárnio,<br />Rastreia sombras em versos,<br />Desvela sonhos ocultos.<br /><br />Bardo errante, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Chegou sem rompante, meio cambaleante.<br />Pacato e gentil, as vezes arredio, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Sem níquel</span></b><b><span style="font-size: x-large;"> emergiu,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E mostrou o seu brio.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Madeixas ao vento, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Grisalhas do tempo, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Bastante sereno, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Chegou o Nazareno.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Trouxe a boa nova,<br />Febril sentimento, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Latência em palavras,<br />Mistério liberto,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Em forma de verso.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Do vazio se fez ideia,<br />Que agora reluz,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">O princípio e o nexo.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Castro é quem conduz.</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">E agora, quem sou?<br />Meu batismo chegou,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Agradeço a Edgar.<br />Esse banho no mar.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Poesia é assim...</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Arte que aprisiona,<br />Prisão que liberta,<br />Já não sou aridez,<br />O lirismo fluiu.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Aqui me despeço,<br />Sincero e grato,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ao poeta um abraço,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Que é parte de mim.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Ao poeta e amigo<br />Edgar Castro Nazareno</span></b><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;">"o ataúde não deu em mim..."</span><br />
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