tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16274079049591299062024-02-19T06:45:56.752-08:00Vivendas vividasEste blog é uma forma de expressar e divulgar minhas ideias, escritos, poemas, textos em geral. Afinal o que é a escrita se não uma forma de dialogar consigo mesmo?Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-42868576358788958282017-11-13T18:24:00.001-08:002017-11-13T18:50:36.235-08:00<br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Saudade vem forte mas deve </span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">trazer a sorte da sua morte.</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Pois não há saudade </span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">O dia em que não te vejo</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">aumenta ou alimenta</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">o meu desejo?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Que a saudade, martelo do tempo</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">e expansão do espaço,</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">tenha nossos dias contados.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">E o nosso encontro seja a força </span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">suprema do nosso amor indelével.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-45325046622224612472017-11-08T16:51:00.003-08:002017-11-10T04:34:48.897-08:00Autorretrato<div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0cm; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 18.0pt;">A doçura do olhar pleno de sabedoria.</span><span style="font-family: "times new roman" , serif; font-size: 13.5pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-32123377189926434952017-09-28T20:02:00.000-07:002017-09-28T20:02:10.241-07:00Ocaso<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">se tudo o que vem apavora.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Nem tudo o que vai já ficou</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">se o que foi montou saudade.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Nem tudo o que cai é pra baixo</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">se tudo o que universa é o espaço</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Nem tudo o que foi ocaso se foi</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">se tudo o que dispersa é acaso.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Nem tudo o que atrai me distrai</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">se o seu oposto foi deposto.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Nem tudo o que convém é o que vem</span></div>
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<span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Courier New, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">se em todo convés soçobrar o seu viés.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Ida e Volta<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Um dia ela se foi<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">E disse a ida é sem volta<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Volta e meia ela aparece<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Em sonhos vívidos<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Vicissitudes inviáveis.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Um dia ela não se foi<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">E disse a volta é desdita<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Dita sempre o indizível<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Em desejos delirantes<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="color: #999999;">Deturpação dogmática.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
<br />Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-12373990902782436792012-12-12T11:54:00.000-08:002012-12-12T11:54:14.157-08:00Película<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Tanto monto na mente</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">quebra-cabeça da desmemória,</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">presença de um olhar tímido</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">flutua na cor de um sol úmido</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">navegando num barco a remo em um extenso deserto.</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Exílio distante mais no tempo do que no espaço,</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">ingênua vertigem de pretenso ator esperto</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">cuja cena se repete antes do fim de um achado.</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Divergência em consenso tão longe, tão perto,</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">viagens por vias virgens</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">vítimas da vaga incerteza</span><br />
<span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">de um belo take errado.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-49092240241503968552012-10-11T20:02:00.000-07:002012-10-11T20:05:59.457-07:00Ah! Normal!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #ea9999;">Uma carta em um livro raro e antigo</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">revela a mágoa de um homem com o tempo.</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Sentimento que jamais poderia dividir com alguém daquela época.</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Quem o levaria a sério se ainda hoje ele é um incompreendido?</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Quem o apoiaria se ainda hoje é considerado louco?</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Sinceramente, como é triste e angustiante saber que enxergamos </span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">tão pouco aquilo que está muito perto de nós.</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Por que não ouvir o que se tem a dizer? Se o que se tem a dizer </span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">parece sem sentido, por que a intolerância?</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Naquela carta, em que descreve seu próprio fim,</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">anuncia a aurora de um sentimento símio.</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Dotado de grande astúcia,</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">se questiona sobre a utilidade da carta.</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999;">Explique-me a forma de convencer o medo a virar coragem.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-24357370933423318892012-10-04T17:08:00.000-07:002012-10-04T17:08:37.186-07:00Gênesis<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Quando a cor do prazer esmaecer</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Azul doce memória com gosto de</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">mesmice inovadora de outrora </span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">engendra a gênesis do agora.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-64679468168126371702011-11-20T04:21:00.000-08:002011-11-20T04:21:35.893-08:00Expericiência<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpeyoxSnvQfgcFiTw3O64BJNNW3CO4iLk-TqZmTm9gGc38bF3-J7th1v5oS3yPb7_R4RBe8VeO88ZHjzxM1vkgP2MO1GQhMIGLmGBlQv9EKZ0UoofKOyhUE_j_OcMZf-Oaj-PXgqCdGezu/s1600/Experici%25C3%25AAncia.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="222" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpeyoxSnvQfgcFiTw3O64BJNNW3CO4iLk-TqZmTm9gGc38bF3-J7th1v5oS3yPb7_R4RBe8VeO88ZHjzxM1vkgP2MO1GQhMIGLmGBlQv9EKZ0UoofKOyhUE_j_OcMZf-Oaj-PXgqCdGezu/s320/Experici%25C3%25AAncia.bmp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Foto: Ben Goossens</div><br />
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<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Um copo é um copo quando não o utilizamos como copo? </span><br />
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<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Quando as línguas se tocam que língua falamos?</span><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Que língua é capaz de abarcar o invisível?</span></div><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Se há infinitas formas de grande beleza quais delas seria a primeira?</span><br />
<span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Somente aos olhos compete tal eficiência?</span><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">A ciência das formas está muito mais na estética do que na experiência.</span></div><span style="color: #cfe2f3; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Experimentemos com todos os sentidos, de olhos bem fechados, com rigor, sem razão, com vigor.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-60261298870623662982011-11-17T18:00:00.001-08:002012-03-17T22:54:22.780-07:00Soneto a Paul Gauguin<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxft90VqvdwCJRRCsiZhAta-0j8NtZOz1y_JyRGFcsi5oR0mIaIkA6tCDK59sCokYkozFtAR-HAAsstt92BLh8026_tBzdKkX0cPC5qHT-8oOCczyUBMTfXHR40CxCLLFBuWW_p3yiooim/s1600/Gauguin.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hda="true" height="234" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxft90VqvdwCJRRCsiZhAta-0j8NtZOz1y_JyRGFcsi5oR0mIaIkA6tCDK59sCokYkozFtAR-HAAsstt92BLh8026_tBzdKkX0cPC5qHT-8oOCczyUBMTfXHR40CxCLLFBuWW_p3yiooim/s320/Gauguin.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">Ouvia o pulsar do meu coração</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">corando o corpo de imenso prazer</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">conforme a paixão e o amor são</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">prisão perpétua que desejo ter.</span></div><span style="color: #ea9999;"></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">O sabor da fruta doce contente</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">fragor constante de sua presença</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">que a dor jamais se invente</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">em uma vida já demais tensa.</span></div><span style="color: #ea9999;"></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">A sorte que a mim vem</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">desoriente qualquer tormenta</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">exceto as que fazem bem.</span></div><span style="color: #ea9999;"></span><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">Flor ingênua a todos acalenta</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">no balanço do mar há quem</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ea9999;">vive e revive de forma lenta.</span></div>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-76008980975512128202011-11-16T15:58:00.000-08:002017-10-11T15:43:55.364-07:00Refugar<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Em fraco fulgor</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">e fortuita felicidade, </span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">fama forjada na frieza,</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">o fugitivo fugaz,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">forasteiro voraz,</span></div>
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">Fustigado por fútil fuga</span></div>
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">finalmente falseou</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue", arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;">em uma escada cuja base</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">encontra-se no nada</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "helvetica neue" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: large;">e o topo no infinito.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-25130479712102649262011-11-15T16:16:00.000-08:002011-11-15T16:17:46.824-08:00Ostra<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHZhMu380d8DubbHOUtXH_DYMBHq0Lt4Amy59djSvFwIL1vlCpwegUNc3GE6fCyYzR942ufwGc7ohzlatQPP8UKP10hRz_PkO7THUJcbXFRNKFCizm9ooRxni3A1VKvCaIy4NoiNyRHpb/s1600/Ostra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ida="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkHZhMu380d8DubbHOUtXH_DYMBHq0Lt4Amy59djSvFwIL1vlCpwegUNc3GE6fCyYzR942ufwGc7ohzlatQPP8UKP10hRz_PkO7THUJcbXFRNKFCizm9ooRxni3A1VKvCaIy4NoiNyRHpb/s1600/Ostra.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Sou um astro em sua ostra,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">uma gota em uma bolha,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">o frescor de um afresco,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">um choro de chuva,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">uma nuvem de neve,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">a toada a toda,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">um célere cérebro.</span></div><span style="font-size: large;"></span><span style="color: #bf9000;"></span><span style="font-size: large;"></span><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">Encurralado no gueto,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">maqueio o desejo do id,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">no escuro espaço de Goethe,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #bf9000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;">com o sintoma de Nietzche.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">Porque sua partida jamais</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">curou a minha dor,</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">não corro da vida</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #f4cccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif; font-size: large;">sem sequer me impor.</span></div>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-15955795589027634862011-10-02T21:23:00.000-07:002011-10-02T21:47:03.772-07:00Fonema<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhyphenhyphenpcL7NXEhuTBrFFVF9XOCXFXhp_fhb1AHGLBEpNum0le40tWhbiWRyB8m89X3VCBhtEUDBi78yDff-ef3j11e1Lm6xYWrJTPgVeTsVli46AkF1R0KQuP0ez2p6NG0aYFMHJINsVo5mV/s1600/Corredores.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" kca="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXhyphenhyphenpcL7NXEhuTBrFFVF9XOCXFXhp_fhb1AHGLBEpNum0le40tWhbiWRyB8m89X3VCBhtEUDBi78yDff-ef3j11e1Lm6xYWrJTPgVeTsVli46AkF1R0KQuP0ez2p6NG0aYFMHJINsVo5mV/s400/Corredores.bmp" width="301" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Para o menino,</div>bala.<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Para o silêncio,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">cala.</div>Pára o silêncio,<br />
fala.<br />
Para a festa,<br />
gala.<br />
Para a viagem,<br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">mala.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Para o bel-prazer,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">rala.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Para o mestre,</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">sala.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Para o que quebra,</div>tala.<br />
Para aquilo que mata,<br />
vala.<br />
Toda paixão<br />
é preciso<br />
dá-la.Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-6975060755118663652011-07-15T18:27:00.000-07:002017-10-01T07:31:17.245-07:00Museu<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"><br /></span>
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<span style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Conhecendo a pinacoteca ao seu lado</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Enterrei minha filosofia no céu.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Levantei minha bandeira no mar,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Na virtude de homens sem véu.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Deslumbrado pelo perene segundo</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Recordo o que há de vir:</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Museus eternos eu fundo,</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9ead3; font-size: large;">Saudade do longe porvir.</span></div>
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Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-63842931027936114302011-06-07T19:06:00.000-07:002011-09-26T22:19:46.916-07:00Navegando<div style="margin: 0px;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvoglxz-xM3uJ1iG4ShGWAkryu7roKGFAaNek2Y845m2ge4Ul8tihTwLBRxsJ2gI95wRKicxHkIj_D5sPBj-LeSdgt62HpIeRwAV3oTnFQLIQDpJhR3U-oSjsQhWbv8OCKVGEoX49y56g/s1600/navegando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQvoglxz-xM3uJ1iG4ShGWAkryu7roKGFAaNek2Y845m2ge4Ul8tihTwLBRxsJ2gI95wRKicxHkIj_D5sPBj-LeSdgt62HpIeRwAV3oTnFQLIQDpJhR3U-oSjsQhWbv8OCKVGEoX49y56g/s320/navegando.jpg" width="320" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Relembre logo</span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">a lua de lá</span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Aonde levo</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">nave mais leve</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">do que a neve.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Navegue vague</span><br />
<div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">traduza a saga</span></div><div style="margin: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">de um feito</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">afoito.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Almejando o âmago</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">de um universo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">de deleite.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">Colóquio silencioso</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #6fa8dc;">de um blog bloqueado.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Com ele teço a colcha que acalenta Afrodite.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Restauro o calcanhar de Aquiles</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">para depois saborear o Pomo de Ouro.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Deito nos braços de Eros, mas</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">em meus sonhos penteio os cabelos da Medusa.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Nado com Poseidon </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">por mares nunca dantes navegados.</span><br />
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</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Nublo com Ícaro o céu tempestuoso e intempestivo.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Cronos, rei e escravo do labirinto do tempo,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;"> logo afirma e aniquila:</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">Somos o passado, presente e futuro</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #8e7cc3;">a que o tempo tudo mistura.</span><br />
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</div>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-77689040067434489262011-03-29T08:49:00.000-07:002011-05-29T23:05:46.812-07:00Nada<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBy-klxYPbkZUwMtki47yMx83oihjDbsGSQY3Wx3RpaqdC9ED1LoANIeJovYC16FXTeNnvk_4g0CKA-D5KAAgqHGd4uQON9vX-eKT-VL1gXlz9Kl9IIl5wgw_0hyphenhyphenP6aJVaNS_ozP4wm98_/s1600/buraco+negro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBy-klxYPbkZUwMtki47yMx83oihjDbsGSQY3Wx3RpaqdC9ED1LoANIeJovYC16FXTeNnvk_4g0CKA-D5KAAgqHGd4uQON9vX-eKT-VL1gXlz9Kl9IIl5wgw_0hyphenhyphenP6aJVaNS_ozP4wm98_/s1600/buraco+negro.jpg" /></a>Cheio do vazio que percorre seus passos,<br />
cidadão calejando no vazio de sentido,<br />
pragueja vazio princípio<br />
de uma era criada em cheio.<br />
Frente ao nada<br />
só nos resta<br />
Som vazio de ouvido<br />
sem nunca ter tido.Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-45534073108715594652011-03-13T13:18:00.000-07:002011-05-29T23:05:59.740-07:00Mar vivo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3OBIJhwvPE217n68n1FRKEh-L3Yzy4lO1PgQAs0ldQda6fsr5QrD4hEPTIkWp4xczjFHSJAxpGhDfWJKBbMKd2aqkW-FQnv7Og6gqnWkly5_aJ3QOVX-DsJYU0quvemXWSRUoCmfisn62/s1600/Onda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3OBIJhwvPE217n68n1FRKEh-L3Yzy4lO1PgQAs0ldQda6fsr5QrD4hEPTIkWp4xczjFHSJAxpGhDfWJKBbMKd2aqkW-FQnv7Og6gqnWkly5_aJ3QOVX-DsJYU0quvemXWSRUoCmfisn62/s320/Onda.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Ancorar num porto em alto-mar</span></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">tempestuoso mistério </span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">de um conflito primordial.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Prefiro o caos ao amargor do mar morto.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Fantasia real não realça a realidade.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">Branco breu de um buraco negro</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #3d85c6;">refém de um furtivo pensar informal.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-85806722686806615422011-03-12T10:31:00.000-08:002011-05-29T23:06:35.273-07:00Tecitura<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIutnivEdvdM14wv-G17S4NV9FI_o8WWF2nfYh0YgpCwYbvUiWVi7uT9vVFxN8ir6pyJtFzI17P0qW4Nu1FhMUoN2mJHewjtvBIgDDAhdGbYXbJZ0G4hibDXMxHU7qPJTxKvKkZSAwK-1e/s1600/amanhecer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIutnivEdvdM14wv-G17S4NV9FI_o8WWF2nfYh0YgpCwYbvUiWVi7uT9vVFxN8ir6pyJtFzI17P0qW4Nu1FhMUoN2mJHewjtvBIgDDAhdGbYXbJZ0G4hibDXMxHU7qPJTxKvKkZSAwK-1e/s1600/amanhecer.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Palavras, os sentidos</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">tu lavras, lavas os semblantes</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">e levas os amantes.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Frase,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">tu fazes o universo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">e fantasias a fraudulenta</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">forma do fortuito.</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">Texto,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">tu teces o emaranhado</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">e traças as manhas</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #fff2cc;">transmutando manhãs.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-85995353908589872212011-03-04T06:35:00.000-08:002017-07-05T18:25:44.537-07:00Cânion<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Revejo a dor que seus olhos os consome</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Em beijo de máscaras de contornos mágicos.</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Sou o ardil de uma tarde vazia</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Repleta de doces nuvens.</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Na oca ou na toca oca dos meus pensamentos</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Brindo o breu</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Cantando o cânone de um cânion</span></span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">Profundo e seco.</span></span></div>
Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-78434986497381628672011-02-10T13:51:00.000-08:002011-05-29T23:07:29.588-07:00VontadeMesmo que o mar nos puxe e, melindrosos, somos atraídos...Mesmo que a eternidade termine com nossos dias...Mesmo que a mais pura forma nos enforme... Ainda sim, espero que você esteja junto a mim...Buscando forças úteis às nossas convivências, trazendo ressonâncias ao nosso eco. Revendo o retorno entoante.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkPA1tNrhyphenhyphenHVBcUp1BhLdh4mcq9qT9_zEcXB1hGk81hqbOYG3m3GxTL6kjuonAm8MqVG4-ICgsOeKahB_mVyvCSoViahUIsLWcV_GOV-i0yOw2_FJxlKKVOIe8lI2y8yGrDHJS5RJPCs7/s1600/p%25C3%25A1ssaro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkPA1tNrhyphenhyphenHVBcUp1BhLdh4mcq9qT9_zEcXB1hGk81hqbOYG3m3GxTL6kjuonAm8MqVG4-ICgsOeKahB_mVyvCSoViahUIsLWcV_GOV-i0yOw2_FJxlKKVOIe8lI2y8yGrDHJS5RJPCs7/s1600/p%25C3%25A1ssaro.jpg" /></a></div>Quiçá um dia, com nossa vontade, com nosso conhecimento, com nosso amor, possamos postergar poderes que reverberarão belas melodias em cada uma de nossas imagens unidas. Talvez assim consigamos crescer, para então pensarmos que tudo aquilo que soou jamais seria cantado por um pássaro.Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-24867021559139864652011-02-08T17:24:00.000-08:002011-05-29T23:07:48.011-07:00Palavrimagem<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRs5dx0y0wY0n1W7PWHFzR1DjU2keFKuSgLwtaOSCg0fb0vnnikfBPM5IRtbLWresA_yWY8Bi8O7O2drxGtODIYwPW8HpgUBJNU6r4hhA6oRBC22K5n1COlEExVjJHjE95MzJo2dKTM3x1/s1600/olho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRs5dx0y0wY0n1W7PWHFzR1DjU2keFKuSgLwtaOSCg0fb0vnnikfBPM5IRtbLWresA_yWY8Bi8O7O2drxGtODIYwPW8HpgUBJNU6r4hhA6oRBC22K5n1COlEExVjJHjE95MzJo2dKTM3x1/s1600/olho.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">Já se foi o tempo no qual tudo o que se passava era por meio da oralidade. Estamos na era da imagem, seja ela digital, na TV, na imprensa, no outdoor. Estamos cercados por imagens, vivemos dentro de infinitas imagens, cada vez em maior número. Mas junto a essas imagens viaja a palavra. Palavra é para sempre. A palavra é insubstituível. Sem ela o mundo seria outro.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">Imagem, imaginação, imã. Margem para inúmeras definições, parte de uma cultura que a beneficia. Imagem parte do sentido da visão. Encontra seu espelho no olho do espectador. A expectativa atroz de um ícone em busca de palavras palpáveis.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">É fácil dizer que uma imagem vale mais do que mil palavras quando as palavras exprimem essa ideia. Ideia, ideograma, palavra, imagem, expressam nossos sentimentos, ações, emoções. A palavra também é imagem.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">A era da imagem não é destituída da palavra. A imagem sem pensamento ruiu. Ficou a gênese de todo o pensamento da era moderna. A palavra nada mais é do que uma ilha cercada de imagens por todos os lados. O que a semeia é a criatividade, a arte, a magia de situações e insinuações pelo terreno do sonho.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">A palavra suga todas as imagens para que cada significado abarque somente aquilo que ela representa. O sonho de toda imagem é traduzir-se em palavras. Som e sentido unidos para criar um ícone, defini-lo, delimitá-lo.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">Cada palavra gera imagens únicas, fiéis a toda frase que as sustenta. Dano irreparável é o uso inadequado ao contexto de sua indubitável tarefa. Que a imagem traga suas palavras repletas de sentido e nos poupe o trabalho de descrevê-la.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">A pérola tem em seu brilho o que as palavras não traduzem em mil imagens. A palavra tem sua força na imagem que carrega e no som que a elucida. Lúcida memória é a palavra!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">A palavra na era da imagem é a paródia patente perante o novo. É, e continuará sendo, tão importante quanto a própria imagem. Absorvemos a imagem com os olhos mas a traduzimos em palavras, seja elas mentais ou faladas. Imagem é texto, que é palavra, que é som, que é sentido. Palavra e imagem são as duas faces da linguagem humana. Uma e outra coexistem e se completam, contemplando o mistério do som e do sentido.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">A imagem carrega a palavra para dentro de si e com ela constrói metáforas, hipérboles, metonímias, parábolas.</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 35.45pt;">A imagem da imaginação nos deixa imaginar que a palavra é uma página pontuada de mágica. Se precisamos de mil palavras para descrever uma imagem, somente com uma palavra precisamos o valor da imagem.</div>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-59186344356572548732011-02-07T17:44:00.000-08:002011-05-29T23:08:02.489-07:00Paz<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjri1FY7LxOwFKvxs5O3uI-TTHtiegA5nkHhdXxjEz0tIIU2-SPxTkasWjtUezL8H0DyUoOZGU_DXSA3H1yUtcjiDl9ZS7a2C0oyUwoNrjbhBeX-usD-Fe70XxnP4FnUcpq2UKe7BmW92e6/s1600/Mar+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjri1FY7LxOwFKvxs5O3uI-TTHtiegA5nkHhdXxjEz0tIIU2-SPxTkasWjtUezL8H0DyUoOZGU_DXSA3H1yUtcjiDl9ZS7a2C0oyUwoNrjbhBeX-usD-Fe70XxnP4FnUcpq2UKe7BmW92e6/s1600/Mar+2.jpg" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">Sou eu que venho aqui agora pedir aquilo que levaste</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">embora soubesse que tudo não passava de um velho traste</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">perdido naquela noite sem lua, sem estrelas, com dor.</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">Procure no âmago o âmbar de seu amor</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">construa com ele um elo perfeito de leveza e força</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">para que a humanidade alcance a paz</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ffe599;">e para ela sempre torça.</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-37302335407670036772011-02-06T10:38:00.000-08:002011-05-29T23:08:18.230-07:00Medo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9QmCgeyHV_wyePVkmDnrn9Hj_SOabWqgpIuXTUPBnd-_jo56q_hOe9kl1eeOsimaeIz7Fhot6a7CNgSIVhIEk1_B36HUUqSty6dc1ad4JcRYQDQeqoEdclLxoyNp-2gIadIOQSwJdoOJZ/s1600/DSC00289.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="180" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9QmCgeyHV_wyePVkmDnrn9Hj_SOabWqgpIuXTUPBnd-_jo56q_hOe9kl1eeOsimaeIz7Fhot6a7CNgSIVhIEk1_B36HUUqSty6dc1ad4JcRYQDQeqoEdclLxoyNp-2gIadIOQSwJdoOJZ/s320/DSC00289.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">Como medir a magia do medo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">Se toda hora é muito cedo,</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">Se tudo pra ele é brinquedo?</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">Dissabor diante do trevo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">A que aventura me atrevo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">Se sequer compreendo</span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: yellow;">as insinuações do relevo?</span>Heliohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12955414838705948632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1627407904959129906.post-77168223295463286162011-02-06T07:10:00.000-08:002017-09-28T20:34:29.421-07:00Tempo<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">uma presença que</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">esqueceu de dizer adeus.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">A presença, uma</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">presença entre</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">tantas presenças.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">O presente, um</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">grande presente</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">do passado.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">O passado, um</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">futuro presente</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">em extinção.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">O futuro, o</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #ea9999;">do presente.</span></div>
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