tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51546019546287793632024-02-21T08:34:13.738-08:00Cidades em pó, almas perdidas - Diagnóstico da alma vadia na poesia.É incrível como essas e outras entram dentro de sí e nos faz entrar dentro delas e simplesmente fechar os olhos pra que seja real.Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.comBlogger132125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-75999577323358942892012-03-03T02:57:00.004-08:002012-03-03T03:10:56.838-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgULUVNI_LtuB5x-9a5XXRgdZEvHgmc9E-VJWpRnZUz927-zlKkOAhleRTICR8RmebHgE-MROWCPYM_vi_KxCv_t0WqbgLX4zBe8sGlJTSc7ymMq00RGW7ObBGxw-8LWrALbijeX09Yd3A/s1600/424467_297387663656965_100001572018808_790304_227795272_n.jpg" style="line-height: normal; "><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgULUVNI_LtuB5x-9a5XXRgdZEvHgmc9E-VJWpRnZUz927-zlKkOAhleRTICR8RmebHgE-MROWCPYM_vi_KxCv_t0WqbgLX4zBe8sGlJTSc7ymMq00RGW7ObBGxw-8LWrALbijeX09Yd3A/s200/424467_297387663656965_100001572018808_790304_227795272_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5715624817679178178" /></a><div><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><br /></span><span style="font-size:16.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:"Arial","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:#333333;background:#EDEFF4; mso-fareast-language:EN-GB">Essa foto machuca de ver</span></p><p class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">por causa da direção que vai o barco</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">e na paisagem não cabe coisas ruins</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">elas não se encaixam nem depois do horizonte</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">dói por que no equílibrio de dentro desse padrão de beleza</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">se foram as coisas boas, e como no final da espuma</span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">na lembrança também se desbotam</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; ">mas jamais se apagam.</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; "><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span style="background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16pt; "><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span style="line-height: 115%; "><o:p><span style="font-size: 16pt;"> </span><span > Picture by: Ociene Bueno</span></o:p></span></p></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-64133948073030919322011-06-25T04:57:00.000-07:002011-06-25T05:28:42.551-07:00Sem nada<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CKnwT4q_G9eOCAPp7NdlYFJpepzA-Qm9mVIBJLB0IhI1pjBWHza0iwTuFDUic_m4Y7jli8bPaih1KvMDGI_oxeWuzVMbAJ0aQi4Gmti23IUyUj1EmyrRdqc8s-c1-ml5ejOuuM_Eflk/s1600/201009_el-poder-de-las-bombas-atomicas22.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 108px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi1CKnwT4q_G9eOCAPp7NdlYFJpepzA-Qm9mVIBJLB0IhI1pjBWHza0iwTuFDUic_m4Y7jli8bPaih1KvMDGI_oxeWuzVMbAJ0aQi4Gmti23IUyUj1EmyrRdqc8s-c1-ml5ejOuuM_Eflk/s200/201009_el-poder-de-las-bombas-atomicas22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622132998868183970" /></a><br />No quebrar da corda<div>Minhas maos sem as tuas</div><div>Na caida sem fim</div><div>Ainda caio</div><div>Sem se dar por mim</div><div><br /></div><div>No vazio vento frio</div><div>Procuro tecer sem fio</div><div>Em decida em disparada</div><div>Por dentro </div><div>Parece que me esperam </div><div>Espadas</div><div><br /></div><div>Oracao ja faz efeito</div><div>Injecao na infeccao</div><div>Amargo na boca e junto</div><div>O coracao</div><div>Perdao aceito e feito</div><div>E continua assim</div><div>Somente a dor</div><div>No peito</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-64238622406634274162011-03-10T06:06:00.000-08:002011-03-10T10:04:27.624-08:00Pe de vento<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVGGcUt7sCc93oI982zXmuj_ctaFFgLDXjkvg9dkLFz-4dC1XmEyXIpeaT9a_LeqOhluTrWsqxi28vrH8zDyOmxNbGr0DR2JKqWlBDgRm_gao-axmUcC8NCNdO5Y8W5svYidatY7GN8k/s1600/201101_imagenes-curiosas-y-divertidas06.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDVGGcUt7sCc93oI982zXmuj_ctaFFgLDXjkvg9dkLFz-4dC1XmEyXIpeaT9a_LeqOhluTrWsqxi28vrH8zDyOmxNbGr0DR2JKqWlBDgRm_gao-axmUcC8NCNdO5Y8W5svYidatY7GN8k/s200/201101_imagenes-curiosas-y-divertidas06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582513695985409746" /></a><br /><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Que por essa janela em viagem você possa ver além<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Além do verde, o ouro por trás daquela igrejinha no horizonte</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></i></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>A luz clara além do reflexo de um rabisco no vidro pelo lado de fora<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Decifrar além do borrão que passa rápido <o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Indecifrável imagem no capim à beira do asfalto<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Focar além daquela árvore seca na colina estática, que despreza a física<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Que em vida produziu vivo embora longe desapercebido teu fruto<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Ver além do que nos guarda guiado ao som de chuva<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>No pé de vento sobre as folhas agora varridas a sua volta, em teu retorno<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Vá além e toque em tudo, no que é real<o:p></o:p></i></span></span></p> <span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 120%; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><i>Simples e puro </i></span></span>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-31888778860086109892011-03-08T10:44:00.000-08:002011-03-08T10:46:12.050-08:00À sua maneira<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs_Ud9kl6KlRC0BHnpYtq-UmwoUpl5o9DLvgcDBiUQO1PaZGHtPMsiZC7PKUE4pLLnzBSNW5INLFUl2DVy29m6Xt8hMUvFldlfvk7uFtr6btuYJYS0ughpSiFuOSx_NMtMhCpJDXK0OYg/s1600/pinturaa.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgs_Ud9kl6KlRC0BHnpYtq-UmwoUpl5o9DLvgcDBiUQO1PaZGHtPMsiZC7PKUE4pLLnzBSNW5INLFUl2DVy29m6Xt8hMUvFldlfvk7uFtr6btuYJYS0ughpSiFuOSx_NMtMhCpJDXK0OYg/s200/pinturaa.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581782077241128146" /></a><br /><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Nós<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Pra me centrar</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Com ou sem dor<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Pra me paltar<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Em linhas tortas<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Retas ou brancas<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Pretas em volta<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Sem cor…<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><br /></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Pra me tornar<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Tolerante de mim<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Acender-me em teu rubor<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Discernir o louco e o Santo<span></span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Livrando-o assim do ordinário pranto<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Em tuas maneiras de aliviar-me<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >A dor<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; line-height: normal; "><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-38251265725273041282011-03-05T08:46:00.000-08:002011-03-06T13:40:50.866-08:00Janela de mim Guarani<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORhBmYlpxZlUd8T7rDXaznBOZYrbkSlbHZOGaD8blwHX_dbHU4MSAKB6ZWu3o10d7fURx0zaQVl9v5jLqIDgsEOkkHeTEMEBjCAh9bZDDV07CJIDVIvWfh65u00QD70WzANwrFd03RZw/s1600/dsc011.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhORhBmYlpxZlUd8T7rDXaznBOZYrbkSlbHZOGaD8blwHX_dbHU4MSAKB6ZWu3o10d7fURx0zaQVl9v5jLqIDgsEOkkHeTEMEBjCAh9bZDDV07CJIDVIvWfh65u00QD70WzANwrFd03RZw/s200/dsc011.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580671987584161938" /></a><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Da janela do teu rosto<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Pensamentos</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Madrugada se pega<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Se beija e se casa<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Com o silêncio<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Num véu de sereno<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Que expulsa o perfume<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >De plantas e flores<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Sobre um corpo<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Moreno<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Ladrilho de pedra<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" >Na praça</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Deixado para trás<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Saudade no carnaval<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Prometo<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Nunca mais<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " ><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Na crença divina<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Percebi que em tal festa<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Nem purpurina<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >E você colava<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Tão sensível quanto minha boca<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Que orava<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >A teu retorno esperado <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >De mim esquecido<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; " >Chamado um dia <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" >De amado</span><o:p></o:p></span></p></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-88523650055583396452011-02-28T14:58:00.001-08:002011-02-28T15:28:55.562-08:00Frases na porcelana<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgriMZjNhhunMiAsP3HULtZgkSuC3zWUXlTkutD-Tgb1xfgOUFKEc10FuL9QQTxZp2P3rjrb4-Hs5PScrPlkUN5U-NpsM55oJd8VNBbJn3JqLfLgomx1_D6saN5yNUvI53I5ItXtKZIUY0/s1600/201102_fotografias-egipto-1920-color21.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 141px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgriMZjNhhunMiAsP3HULtZgkSuC3zWUXlTkutD-Tgb1xfgOUFKEc10FuL9QQTxZp2P3rjrb4-Hs5PScrPlkUN5U-NpsM55oJd8VNBbJn3JqLfLgomx1_D6saN5yNUvI53I5ItXtKZIUY0/s200/201102_fotografias-egipto-1920-color21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578884693104073858" /></a><br /><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 20px;"></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">As mil maneiras de dizer EU TE AMO transformam mais e mais frases </span><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Que jamais tivera a intenção de ao menos significar e mostrar o que eu queria dizer </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Que brota à cada uma delas uma folha nova, um ramo que não enxergara...<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Ainda, mas que muta-se por segundo, a olho nύ<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Na porcelana vemos trabalhos perfeitos de paciência<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Que levaram meses a serem concluídos e que num segundo caído ao chão, se estilhaçam<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Em partículas irreparáveis e a pintura então perdida<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Nossa frágil porcelana está pronta, aliás, nos foi dada pronta como um presente<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 15pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Só nos resta escolher as cores e a maneira com que devemos pinta-la</span><o:p></o:p></span></p><p></p></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-59938143461060535272011-02-27T15:06:00.000-08:002011-02-27T15:39:48.871-08:00Sal da terra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtmbZh0L8-SGgv0erndxXOdM3Ii1-i9vNNrUWrUQw6X1Bf7xv6G84O_yIoVnPtP5iIzRv7a_O__N5PsXRRHdvgJ5A5NiV2YFwmylzwyIyrtG9goHAJN1Lzz_i7OJxZ5SQJK8G-wMzwHw/s1600/201101_fotografias-mar06.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTtmbZh0L8-SGgv0erndxXOdM3Ii1-i9vNNrUWrUQw6X1Bf7xv6G84O_yIoVnPtP5iIzRv7a_O__N5PsXRRHdvgJ5A5NiV2YFwmylzwyIyrtG9goHAJN1Lzz_i7OJxZ5SQJK8G-wMzwHw/s200/201101_fotografias-mar06.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5578516982307481426" /></a><br />No impulso por tras, um susto<div>Esse mesmo vento nao me diz em palavras<div>Mas sopra o meu barco a seguir tua espuma </div><div>No canal que leva os teus segredos durante a noite </div><div>Nesse caminho vai caindo o que o seu corpo clama</div><div>Impaciente como as velas </div><div>Em meio o sargasso e o sal</div><div>Sigo assim o sopro</div><div>Que desvenda pouco a pouco </div><div>O que em silencio me diz gritante</div></div><div>Que quanto mais ouco de voce </div><div>Mais perto o meu coracao se achega da tua luz</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"><br /></span></span></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-79471561738178265742011-02-21T14:02:00.000-08:002011-02-21T14:23:29.084-08:00Expresso desoriente<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7e1K7uZcQ7PRTTk3uMags3353zGadMMdDrrrLTxuKp70kbP8J5l2KMed-h7du9NbE5NhE_qZhfvlpoWmr6QPeeXBL7hCx6fDapeO5r-FTbh0V642UXiDg_O8uYLDMub-nhpaMcO5lLOY/s1600/201102_fotografias-curiosas11.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7e1K7uZcQ7PRTTk3uMags3353zGadMMdDrrrLTxuKp70kbP8J5l2KMed-h7du9NbE5NhE_qZhfvlpoWmr6QPeeXBL7hCx6fDapeO5r-FTbh0V642UXiDg_O8uYLDMub-nhpaMcO5lLOY/s200/201102_fotografias-curiosas11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576269994687700818" /></a><br />Eis que no silencio de um quarto em algum lugar foi posta uma cama <div>E sobre ela sedenta a abracar vida e calor</div><div>Meu corpo e o teu </div><div>Dentro e as avessas ao outro </div><div>Lingua desenhando na pele o mapa da fonte </div><div>Em circulos ate chegar nela</div><div>Controle mutuo que guiado na bussola por desejo </div><div>Meu corpo </div><div>Por fim ancorado bem fundo </div><div>Onde o teu corpo eh o cais</div><div><div><div> </div></div></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-3508695585861222142011-02-13T08:20:00.000-08:002011-02-14T02:37:09.330-08:00Flor do Inga<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVVBRoRyTOz7jy3bIoJD2eP0SNwMJUsM4MGJI8QVuZkSmHyfAR5tsvb5Ug73GQeewB5_ZRoS-XvWbNb_XbHoJ2Sj3u_kIoSc1nk9dEwDsI7RxNQluaGTfM8sUeeNaWlVzy8vt-8qwaNE/s1600/sao+simao.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiVVBRoRyTOz7jy3bIoJD2eP0SNwMJUsM4MGJI8QVuZkSmHyfAR5tsvb5Ug73GQeewB5_ZRoS-XvWbNb_XbHoJ2Sj3u_kIoSc1nk9dEwDsI7RxNQluaGTfM8sUeeNaWlVzy8vt-8qwaNE/s200/sao+simao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573363781422899474" /></a><br />Seus olhos formam petalas <div>Trazendo o desenho de flores </div><div>E o teu corpo as exala sem culpa <div>Seu astral as colore euforicamente</div><div>Como crianca que pinta a "arte"inocente</div><div>Arranjos se formam por si </div></div><div>Em sorrisos botoes que se abrem</div><div>Ao receber a paz e refletir a luz</div><div>Na linda tarde que a tiara da tua aura</div><div>Dera teu rosto pra chuva molhar </div><div>A espera sem pressa de tudo</div><div>Trouxesse de volta </div><div>O senso absoluto</div><div>Que irriga o tronco </div><div>E a flor do cerrado, contudo</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-64352925330994517102011-02-09T12:47:00.000-08:002011-02-09T12:47:53.447-08:00Se eu quiser falar com Deus - Gilberto Gil<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cw2htOGZO1Q?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-49999813477735908712011-02-09T07:45:00.000-08:002011-02-09T13:08:53.051-08:00A espera<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYZIi_GXmz8k_UaKy9fklWcYMpRgPkxjQGHM9zH_IhDMDMc9fbLBRAnIhiS6Z-RaeVvKl0oH1eGxx-27t3O8kwusDhSn75YXZDUsjbVHJvnctOxBuOJtoiv8_GrXk4rwGAgQ13Op5pMf0/s1600/the-creation-of-adam-detail-of-gods-and-adams-hands-from-the-sistine-ceiling-giclee-print-c129738581.jpeg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYZIi_GXmz8k_UaKy9fklWcYMpRgPkxjQGHM9zH_IhDMDMc9fbLBRAnIhiS6Z-RaeVvKl0oH1eGxx-27t3O8kwusDhSn75YXZDUsjbVHJvnctOxBuOJtoiv8_GrXk4rwGAgQ13Op5pMf0/s200/the-creation-of-adam-detail-of-gods-and-adams-hands-from-the-sistine-ceiling-giclee-print-c129738581.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571722869081512978" /></a><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-top: 0cm; margin-right: 0cm; margin-left: 0cm; margin-bottom: 0.0001pt; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="apple-style-span"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:"Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-bidi-font-family: Tahoma;color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight:navy">O sorriso não é tudo que me importa no teu rosto</span></b></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-size:16.0pt;font-family:"Arial Narrow","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight:navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></b></span></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Mas taMBém me faz sofrer quando não vejo...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Tua graça me traz força sem pensar<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Mas taMBém a tua força há de aumentar...<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Pela cursiva bordada ao teu nome<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Paz se faz </span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">e a dor, some</span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Velando a espera<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">Pro meu corpo </span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;line-height:120%;font-family:"Arial Narrow","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight:navy;mso-ansi-language:EN-US; mso-fareast-language:EN-US;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">não </span></b></span></b><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">morrer assim pelo teu</span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:18.7pt"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman";color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight: navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA">De fome.</span></b><span class="apple-style-span"><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight:normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family: "Arial Narrow","sans-serif";mso-bidi-font-family:Tahoma;color:yellow; background:navy;mso-highlight:navy"> </span></b></span><b style="mso-bidi-font-weight: normal"><span style="font-size:14.0pt;font-family:"Arial Narrow","sans-serif"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-bidi-font-family:"Times New Roman"; color:yellow;background:navy;mso-highlight:navy;mso-bidi-language:AR-SA"><o:p></o:p></span></b></p></span></span><p></p></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-85701007993261564292011-02-09T06:29:00.000-08:002011-02-09T06:29:52.718-08:00Carlo Bonifacio - Marina morena - Dorival Caymmi<iframe width="425" height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fcDb6u80Ajw?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""></iframe>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-44325297183303584272011-02-06T08:38:00.000-08:002011-02-06T10:00:57.952-08:00Luz do sol<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FpawHw0mT4kLHlNzhjfnmofvukXnvKnYvv-mUddknfgziW3DMI5vPy5jAuFxL2FEqeN1XKVMZbz7Obsn96ym_ry1w6MZYHtqrYYulHNb7C6a6fViZdwOZGQidSY4_MwVDAwXY3HM3mg/s1600/lindissima.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi4FpawHw0mT4kLHlNzhjfnmofvukXnvKnYvv-mUddknfgziW3DMI5vPy5jAuFxL2FEqeN1XKVMZbz7Obsn96ym_ry1w6MZYHtqrYYulHNb7C6a6fViZdwOZGQidSY4_MwVDAwXY3HM3mg/s200/lindissima.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570637387919780978" /></a><br />Peguei-me entao de frente a essa arvore seca<div>E o quanto meu caminho era vazio</div><div>Flashes sem foco da tua face</div><div>Explodindo exatamente na divisao do racional</div><div>Seu brilho era o mais insano do beijo</div><div>Que acendia por completo a nossa casa</div><div>E tua presenca inundaria esse caminho</div><div>Nao fosse tal neblina tao intensa</div><div>Mas deixo de morrer pelas metades </div><div>Escutando entre as paredes o teu riso</div><div>E os passos na chegada da tua volta</div><div><br /></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-69668855549454691902011-01-31T05:10:00.000-08:002011-01-31T07:38:46.563-08:00Cabocla<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3ubaF3SVkKwzzv9bRDicbGUk_P3olbsKgxZBpjfYAy6bT6uf7SD8beo77BeeUREMRKDoqnaMR0Y8TnVTEnjx0bgCc6qAOve0SWaZfbSgcRbgEadHkjmce20wrTTAgFKCeHB1yZwK6ro/s1600/biaaa.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 66px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3ubaF3SVkKwzzv9bRDicbGUk_P3olbsKgxZBpjfYAy6bT6uf7SD8beo77BeeUREMRKDoqnaMR0Y8TnVTEnjx0bgCc6qAOve0SWaZfbSgcRbgEadHkjmce20wrTTAgFKCeHB1yZwK6ro/s200/biaaa.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568366920066273026" /></a><br /><div>Cabocla em ar de santa</div><div>E os crespos com cheiro de sais</div><div>Que escorrem sobre os ombros</div><div>Se esconde atras de um muro e espia</div><div>Ate que ele venha do cais</div><div>Do portao serena se resvala</div><div>Pra ver se o seu mulato</div><div>Desce a serra desprevinido e desprovido</div><div>Num corredor canavial que ela o espera</div><div>Suada de esperanca</div><div>Pela expressao ou um simples beijo</div><div>Que rasgasse a fina renda em teu decote</div><div>No bico doce de um dos seios roubaria</div><div>Ingenuidade porque vontade dela mesma viria</div><div>Referente ao comprimento de apenas um</div><div>"Boa tarde sinhazinha"!</div><div><br /></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-42931420969281347312011-01-25T04:39:00.000-08:002011-01-25T05:48:29.918-08:00B de Bom dia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzRuxhA_kEfeEmZFar_wV3Y_cSGG1BAUJP3DRO5Z0ryK6mKglNjf-IiNKl9PBaNjLiEBU1rvS32ij1B5SLS3K0taYjnH3YT9Bn9_RYKGMbcUULixR6kfApbk9Ofh9y5LX5uyHhxPgt90/s1600/167981_10150386161080643_755675642_16709174_6726594_n.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDzRuxhA_kEfeEmZFar_wV3Y_cSGG1BAUJP3DRO5Z0ryK6mKglNjf-IiNKl9PBaNjLiEBU1rvS32ij1B5SLS3K0taYjnH3YT9Bn9_RYKGMbcUULixR6kfApbk9Ofh9y5LX5uyHhxPgt90/s200/167981_10150386161080643_755675642_16709174_6726594_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566116770783750690" /></a><br />Tenho certeza que o dia se apressou a levantar-se quando ouviu o teu bocejo,<div>pra recebe-la quando batesse a porta...linda. E te fazer compahia ate o destino na jornada</div><div>e que logo curvo se reverenciou e se despediu com o seu calor aquecendo por dentro de sua blusa</div><div>subindo ate a aura aumentando a luz em teu trajeto. </div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-5250459254893267932011-01-25T02:06:00.000-08:002011-01-31T08:32:57.691-08:00A Machado<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6HA2JWX-E-4DGbVKrwQv9BQp1p97XpO_FCQNvz9OSCNUOjk01MzB1sIMIqc3dX9B6A0T_SbkN1garK55Z8h2QxMH5jrjH8ZgF55TZPMtz673QGLdDlzJxwvmkhEOAxTnM3OQkenPapNM/s1600/1204322104_machado.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 185px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6HA2JWX-E-4DGbVKrwQv9BQp1p97XpO_FCQNvz9OSCNUOjk01MzB1sIMIqc3dX9B6A0T_SbkN1garK55Z8h2QxMH5jrjH8ZgF55TZPMtz673QGLdDlzJxwvmkhEOAxTnM3OQkenPapNM/s200/1204322104_machado.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566101366167963874" /></a><br />Nao tenho o dom nem o utero<div>Mas a capacidade de gerar </div><div>Duvidas sobre o ballet de Maurice Ravel</div><div>A 5 avenida em Manhattan</div><div>Minha 6 serie perdida</div><div>As sete maravilhas</div><div>Oitava sinfonia de Beethoven</div><div>9 semanas e meia</div><div>Starry night fabuloso </div><div>De Vincent Van gogh </div><div>E seus girassois</div><div><br /></div><div>A mente mutante</div><div>De Salvador excentrico Dali </div><div>Fundida a sonhos de pessoas</div><div>Acordadas falantes </div><div>De Sigmund Freud</div><div><br /></div><div>As seis cordas de Johnny Marr</div><div>O cheiro do ralo de Mutarelli</div><div>As ramificacoes e caminhos na mente de Lispector</div><div>Os cem anos sem o nosso Bruxo do Cosme Velho</div><div>A tristeza que Os Trapalhoes me traz hoje</div><div>O sordido olhar dos viloes tal como Hitler</div><div>A fama dos icones sem cerebro</div><div><br /></div><div>A literatura contemplativa contemporanea </div><div>A feminina coragem de Anne Frank</div><div>A nossa era</div><div>A profundidadejavan</div><div>Aos amores proibidos enfim...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-12275408327881617962011-01-21T03:02:00.000-08:002011-01-21T04:04:53.451-08:00Cem questoes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmU_eTO524hsspvdLyAw_vkryj9iq-zvKNNFpAemdefbs6N-0jQUFVvNoY04cI0TraNubG2__2nJ_N5rteoWcOGJaJ9NCYgchxewDOOH40bpKZiqd6Ai5PPd8Vl5uhqKcZbJrqMOFtpe8/s1600/201101_esculturas-adam-beane21.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmU_eTO524hsspvdLyAw_vkryj9iq-zvKNNFpAemdefbs6N-0jQUFVvNoY04cI0TraNubG2__2nJ_N5rteoWcOGJaJ9NCYgchxewDOOH40bpKZiqd6Ai5PPd8Vl5uhqKcZbJrqMOFtpe8/s200/201101_esculturas-adam-beane21.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564593444397712610" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 13px; "><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Dentro de todas as questoes que me pergunto</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Voce eh a unica que nao preciso de resposta</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Por que o vento quente em meio a foligem</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Nao me deixam ver de fato o que tens trazido</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Pra me alimentar de maneira tao doce</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Respiro fundo e perambulo no escuro da sala</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Nem o barulho da chuva me traz de volta</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E mais uma vez sem medo acho uma maneira</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Simples de passar as duas ou tres horas </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Mais lindas da minha vida desenhando teu rosto </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Com cada gota que escorre naquela janela</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span"> </span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E aqui nesse rosto</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "> </div></span>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-52389801997830219452011-01-20T14:30:00.000-08:002011-01-21T07:54:55.580-08:00Porto<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoL5yHpzwQGnkgKSLQJzveeP0cEt7iZMhVABIzYT4Mm6bTDLDWg4W5mit46Y-lNJuqyUKd_ICynbY0_9vpEvg9RLD5ylzrH5HFs_NP1XSsfJ7Trb7cio6xMs37r6izIAh0j-OUjp8unI/s1600/vangogh_0012-2.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 157px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmoL5yHpzwQGnkgKSLQJzveeP0cEt7iZMhVABIzYT4Mm6bTDLDWg4W5mit46Y-lNJuqyUKd_ICynbY0_9vpEvg9RLD5ylzrH5HFs_NP1XSsfJ7Trb7cio6xMs37r6izIAh0j-OUjp8unI/s200/vangogh_0012-2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564599329327367202" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; font-size: 13px; ">A tua pele e um convite inteiramente irresistivel </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; font-size: 13px; ">a saborear uma tarde onde o vinho trazido do Porto</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; font-size: 13px; ">num cesto de vime se torna apenas um detalhe simples </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 17px; font-size: 13px; ">em nossa lista nos encontros de fim de tarde... </span></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-59225151151285929822011-01-19T02:50:00.000-08:002011-01-20T06:07:36.142-08:00Ao teu veu<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMwFU1WfJZw/TTbkRFdy1bI/AAAAAAAAAr8/0UuP8uQdBwc/s1600/OgAAAPaJFDd6zPI7UFag5j29HhlV7IeKjw0LgNmXq9nvAq_1nk67pixY01BPqWZeyJUNAoyMwxEgeZtXVCbDeEXUNgIAm1T1UOGWd0Z6FagwjY8tMlF2VIdk3rBC.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_hMwFU1WfJZw/TTbkRFdy1bI/AAAAAAAAAr8/0UuP8uQdBwc/s200/OgAAAPaJFDd6zPI7UFag5j29HhlV7IeKjw0LgNmXq9nvAq_1nk67pixY01BPqWZeyJUNAoyMwxEgeZtXVCbDeEXUNgIAm1T1UOGWd0Z6FagwjY8tMlF2VIdk3rBC.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563885371838879154" /></a><div><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">A enfermidade da alma<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Deteriorou a carne</span><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: 'Times New Roman', serif; "><o:p></o:p></span></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Emperrou as portas <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Onde a luz agora se apaga<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Por ela que sai por último<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Agora inocente e inconsciente<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Uma casa aparentemente<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Vazia<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Luz prolifera-se<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">De fora pra dentro<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Como o dia<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Filtro transcendente<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Por um senhor que eu sei<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Nunca ausente<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Eleva-me<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Frequente<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Instrumento por Ele<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Transformador de energia<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Lâmina afiada de luz<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Água fria<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Onda compulsiva<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Chacoalho de ânimo<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Mãos feminina<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Irradia<o:p></o:p></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><br /></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; "><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Lançar-se de si <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">E emitir sobre mim<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">O véu da tua aura<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Reanimando essa alma<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">E agradecer entao <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height:normal"><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: Georgia, serif; ">Por fim…<o:p></o:p></span></p></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-34718373318632149622011-01-17T07:34:00.000-08:002011-01-17T07:34:50.909-08:00Djavan - Doidice<iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4q0GTMPzLJQ?fs=1" frameborder="0"></iframe>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-34143971170683342382011-01-17T04:17:00.000-08:002011-01-17T04:30:56.704-08:00Reverie<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLmEDyy0lVtXP4Uh0bQ8-L3Ajr3h-vaCFe3XYFTz8ddVmSKIaPtWs3EfuP_SWaQKdAQhc4RfWEovRNCQbdNeNZUxWJJ_WanMHT-rpeN2RExLIyh7metsRsPT8OS2hXuMkkM7vxxqlAdw/s1600/201101_retratos-en-la-calle12.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigLmEDyy0lVtXP4Uh0bQ8-L3Ajr3h-vaCFe3XYFTz8ddVmSKIaPtWs3EfuP_SWaQKdAQhc4RfWEovRNCQbdNeNZUxWJJ_WanMHT-rpeN2RExLIyh7metsRsPT8OS2hXuMkkM7vxxqlAdw/s200/201101_retratos-en-la-calle12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563128626577903362" /></a><br /><div>Abrace esse dia que apesar de molhado </div><div>Traz a umidade que sereno escorre no teu labio doce </div><div>Que busco em minha certeza acreditar que tua presenca aqui dentro </div><div>Arranca de mim um mundo real </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-70151471935520982982011-01-16T18:04:00.000-08:002011-01-17T16:00:26.445-08:00Ate o mar<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN2_LQSzJKeRX57XyjwytZRtg7N0ZisSaNI5KqhGTsmcp-jGUaaSJ8bcpLpuqJF2AfryYntIIfLpkrx70ZFcBl6dAHQttcuJszzsNrXTiA9tuTv-5T06iUDdS-bTb2nz1uagDBCtBQQgQ/s1600/201101_retratos-en-la-calle03.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 176px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiN2_LQSzJKeRX57XyjwytZRtg7N0ZisSaNI5KqhGTsmcp-jGUaaSJ8bcpLpuqJF2AfryYntIIfLpkrx70ZFcBl6dAHQttcuJszzsNrXTiA9tuTv-5T06iUDdS-bTb2nz1uagDBCtBQQgQ/s200/201101_retratos-en-la-calle03.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562971569165917154" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Espero que o teu sonho se forme num vale</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E que meu pensamento voado pela fresta </span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Dessa cela encontre teu sorriso la fora</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E possamos assim voar juntos e descer ate o mar... </span></div><div style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "><br /></div></span>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-79589806448714606152011-01-13T06:05:00.000-08:002011-01-17T04:37:14.976-08:00Desse Eu Voce<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; "><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Toda sua simplicidade e reverencia me faz cair de mais alto</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Seu vestido azul anil...bem clarinho. </span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Mas como ja vi o branco bastava dizer, vestido.</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E eu cairia da mesma forma, da mesma altura</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Da mesma quina de predio, no mesmo lugar... </span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Dentro desse VOCE que sou EU e desse EU </span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Que agora se transforma, e muta-se a Voce.</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Escrever em metaforas as vezes se torna mais facil</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Pelo fato de fotos que se armam num mosaico que sua mente </span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Organiza-os formando a ideia assim entao por ela proferida. </span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Sendo assim, pego todas as suas fotos no mundo real</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E monto nosso proprio, onde vc so chora de rir</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">E somente sofre pela falta de experiencia no nascimento do primeiro filho</span></div><div style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Mesmo assim chora pq eh feliz.. Por que voce sorri em todas elas...</span></div><div style="color: rgb(42, 42, 42); "><br /></div></span>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-81417202194036453272011-01-13T05:43:00.000-08:002011-01-13T06:04:18.831-08:00Niteral<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dWg93E1j5xEFcP6doQC-TUIpMzl9kaDRDjjmLbR1GvVwPXyRzwfY84EP5yt0uCf8ysiJjuPUR927FsiuPRN7oNPSEFyYCt_hJiD-9da_38IShi_iEJB7VuHdVQ4fZAkuQJ_K1Ys42Po/s1600/167717_1661968841034_1591610937_1513284_1605046_n.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9dWg93E1j5xEFcP6doQC-TUIpMzl9kaDRDjjmLbR1GvVwPXyRzwfY84EP5yt0uCf8ysiJjuPUR927FsiuPRN7oNPSEFyYCt_hJiD-9da_38IShi_iEJB7VuHdVQ4fZAkuQJ_K1Ys42Po/s200/167717_1661968841034_1591610937_1513284_1605046_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561667070752943810" /></a><br />No frescor da manha de inverno<div>Teu natural perfume encontra a brisa</div><div>Surge assim o enlace e a primavera</div><div>Entao se antecipa... precoce.</div><div>Por onde quer que voce Maria minha,</div><div>Passe.</div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5154601954628779363.post-76737982063975858942011-01-11T14:30:00.001-08:002011-01-11T14:32:23.022-08:00Nocao de mim<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkhtUkuBAMzW1E1lgwkG-eJq-4P6zhBpsAEnuvfVtY0nvMwHLpj8zm3op-R3rK-ZMCUJLp1jpvvMC2jqarm8u9OOSfJ8CR61tYma3WuLPvC5S_fc7xGkQS0WVnZly7Ev4Zbaw1tO-ahc/s1600/Cambridge+City+041.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAkhtUkuBAMzW1E1lgwkG-eJq-4P6zhBpsAEnuvfVtY0nvMwHLpj8zm3op-R3rK-ZMCUJLp1jpvvMC2jqarm8u9OOSfJ8CR61tYma3WuLPvC5S_fc7xGkQS0WVnZly7Ev4Zbaw1tO-ahc/s200/Cambridge+City+041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561059767718946514" /></a><br /><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; ">Sem saber se fico, me jogo<div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Consequencia lida sim! Eu me importo.</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Controle do que sei, nao mais</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Fugir do vazio, pro escuro</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Pra luz dos teus olhos, me empurro</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Contato visual, anseio</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">No ultimo cais em Viena</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Mar cheio</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: 0px !important; "><br /></span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Efeito da lua em tua causa</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Nervoso, sorrio sem jeito</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Duas maos em teu rosto</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="text-indent: 0px !important; font-size: 12pt; ">calma</span></div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Seus cuidados comigo</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Vestido branco que quara</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Objeto celeste brilhante</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Volto a deitar-me contigo</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Acordo e te vejo no espelho</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">O dia se faz dessa imagem</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Acredito, nao eh miragem</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">O ceu me ofusca a visao</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Pipoca e televisao</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Filme, cobertor e sorvete </div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Voce cantando em falcete </div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Um abraco meio apertado</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Sai! deixa eu tirar essa blusa</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Seu tarado!</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Mordida na coxa grossa</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">No queixo nao, ela engrossa</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Ja fiz de tudo por hoje</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Cansei minha beleza</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">e por ela pudesse viver , fosse</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Mas o que mais me contenta</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">E o sorriso dela, doce</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">Dormimos colados assim</div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">perdendo cada vez mais </div><div style="text-indent: 0px !important; ">A nocao de mim.</div><div><br /></div></span></div>Adri@nohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13990950698445335440noreply@blogger.com1