tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85009646224195111232024-03-13T07:05:37.288-03:00Escritas da AlmaAqui você encontra alguns rabisco sobre o que minha alma, vive, sonha e sofre!
As coisas que sinto, penso, desejo e acredito estão levementes escritas aqui!
Seja bem vindo!
Sinta-se a vontade para comentar!Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.comBlogger935125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-23133374796620226482011-09-03T15:56:00.000-03:002011-09-03T15:56:49.181-03:00Vários Rabiscos XV<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="PJD ugc"><br />
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</b></div><div><b>By Helô Strega</b></div></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-23285128782480636242011-09-03T15:43:00.000-03:002011-09-03T15:43:36.906-03:00Vários Rabiscos XIV<span class="PJD ugc"></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cfe2f3;">Ele prometeu para ela ondas do mar. </span></b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>Ela alegre começou a sonhar,</b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>sobre como ele haveria de lhe entregar. </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>Então, de forma surpreendente ele disse: </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>-Levarei o teu presente em minhas mãos, </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>porque sou mágico, sou menino criativo </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>e as ondas de espuma que desejas,</b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>banharão teus sonhos, </b><b>assim, que eu colocá-las </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>sobre o teu olhar... </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>E ela foi dormir. </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b>Só para poder sonhar. </b></div><div style="color: #cfe2f3;"><b><br />
</b></div><div><b><span style="color: #cfe2f3;">By Helô Strega </span></b></div></span></div><b> </b></div><div><b> </b></div><div><b>*********************************************</b></div><div><b>Eu não sei o que acontece,</b></div><div><b>mas desde que você partiu.</b></div><div><b>Algo em mim também partiu...</b></div><div><b>Pois é! Partiu nos dois sentido da palavra:</b></div><div><b>algo se foi e se quebrou.</b></div><div><b>E com todas estas partidas.</b></div><div><b>Estou tentando identificar o que é que ainda fica...</b></div><div><b><br />
</b></div><div><b>By Helô Strega</b></div><div><b> </b></div><div><b>**********************************</b></div><div><div class="KQ"><span></span></div><div class="AKD" style="text-align: right;"> <div __eventbits="48" class="PMB"> <div class="PDB"><span class="PJD ugc"><b><span style="color: #009900;">Ele contemplava as estrelas. </span></b> <div><b><span style="color: #009900;">E ela era seduzida pelo céu... </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Ele sabia de poesia. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">E ela queria saber, também. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Ele era feito de magia </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">e ela era ligada em bruxaria. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Ela gostava dele. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">E tinha uma forte esperança </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">de que ele tivesse </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">um pouco de afeto por ela, também. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Tomara que ela tenha sorte, né?! </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"> By Helô Strega</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"> </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">************************************************************* </span></b></div></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="PJD ugc"><div><span class="PJD ugc"> <div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">Ele chegou com uma timidez</span></span></b></div><div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">que intimidou meu coração.</span></span></b></div><div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">A questão é que sua alma é tão bela, </span></span></b></div><div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">que agora eu ando com medo de me apaixonar.</span></span></b></div><div style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span>serve para me lembrar </span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span>que sempre há alguma Luz, </span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span>mesmo que aparentemente seja plena a escuridão.</span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span>Ando procurando uma Lua para as minhas noites:</span></b></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span>pode ser cheia ou sorrindo, só não quero por ora, a Lua negra.</span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="PJD ugc"> <div style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">Ele era um sonho</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">e tê-lo na boca.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">Seria melhor que sonhar.</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="color: #6600cc;">By H. Strega</span></div><div style="font-family: Arial;"><br />
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Quando se trata de amor: <div>meus pés andam sozinhos,</div><div>o coração inventa canções com suas batidas, </div><div>e os meus olhos procuram no mundo, </div><div>sombras e reflexos de cenas </div><div>que se associam a sua imagem.</div><div>Mas, a minha alma só repousa, </div><div>quando no reflexo dos teus olhos, </div><div>ela encontra sua morada.</div><div><br />
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<span class="PJD ugc" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><div><div style="text-align: center;">Envolvida pelos teus braços,</div></div></span></div><div> </div><span class="PJD ugc" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">eu perco todos os sentidos </span><div style="text-align: right;"> </div><span class="PJD ugc" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">e você me guia no mundo,</span><div style="text-align: right;"> </div><span class="PJD ugc" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;">porque só você tem os sentidos que eu preciso. </span><div style="text-align: right;"> </div><span class="PJD ugc" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></span><br />
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Hoje eu fechei os olhos </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">coloquei o pensamento mais gostoso na mente </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">e pensei em cada uma das pessoas, </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">que são importantes na minha existência. </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Então, comecei a desejar este pensamento </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">para cada uma delas. </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Foi bem assim, </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">que me peguei orando hoje por você. </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Tenha um lindo domingo! </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Beijus</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">By Helô Strega</div></span></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-89008505598221253492011-09-03T15:20:00.000-03:002011-09-03T15:20:54.195-03:00Vários Rabiscos XI<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="PJD ugc"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana;"> <div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Vendo o brilho dos teus olhos.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Seguindo o farol do teu sorriso.</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Ah! Pra você menino, </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">eu mudo todo o meu destino. </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">By Helô Strega</div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">***************************** </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> <div style="display: block; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; max-height: 100px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px;"><div style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; overflow: hidden; padding: 0px;"><span style="margin-bottom: 5px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;">Saudade parece uma traça desertora </b> <div style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;">que ao invés de aniquilar o tempo, as lembraças... </b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;">fica de alguma forma tornando-as, </b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;">ainda mais sólidas e resistentes dentro de nós. </b> <div style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><br />
</b></div><div style="font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"> By Helô Strega</b></div></div></span></div></div> </div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> ***************************</div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="PJD ugc"> <div><b><span style="color: #339999;">Quando quero conversar com minha alma, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">eu procuro escrever e quando a escrita não saí. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">Busco no mundo um lugar alto, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">de onde eu veja a natureza. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">Fico ali em silêncio, comtemplando tudo... </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">E quando me torno parte daquela paisagem, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">começo a escutar minh’alma transcrevendo </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">trechos que pulsam sentimentos e que tecem a vida,</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">através de ideias e conselhos, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">que são compostos de palavras feitas de vento.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">O vento sussurra meu Destino. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #339999;">By Helô Strega</span></b></div></span> </div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">*************************************</div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><span class="PJD ugc"><img height="640" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Qn3Jy1cq8Yw/TeGX4hoKgsI/AAAAAAAAACM/DKP8_aJ-1sM/s640/9.jpg" width="428" /></span> </div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><br />
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</b></div><span style="font-size: small;">O que a gente precisa</span></b> <div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>é aprender a enxergar </b><b>a Felicidade no Mundo.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Ela está sempre ali em algum horizonte, </b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>brincando de esconde-esconde.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mesmo que eu não consiga ver</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>e que acredite que ela esteja invisível para mim,</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>seja de verdade ou de brincadeira...</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Isto não anula sua possibilidade de existência.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>O fato de que não seja capaz de ver algumas coisas</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>não é tradução do significado de que elas não existem.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Eu sei que ela existe, entende?</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Mas não sei onde é ao certo seu esconderijo.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Contudo, eu vejo pegadas, o mundo está cheio de rastros,</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>e eu p</b><b>osso sentir seu cheiro, escutar seus sons e ruídos.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>S</b><b>im, há sempre um som de riso solto no mundo.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>Ah! Dona Felicidade, eu ainda vou te encontrar.</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b><br />
</b></span></div><div><span style="font-size: small;"><b>By Helô Strega</b></span></div></span></div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"> </div><div style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">******</div></span></span></span></div>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-72487906565476409532011-09-03T15:10:00.002-03:002011-09-03T15:10:22.937-03:00Silenciada pela Escola<span class="PJD ugc"><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana;"> <div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><img height="164" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_zsk1vw_bhDk/TcU055a8gBI/AAAAAAAACQM/m1uZBHKFxlY/s400/f.fff.jpg" style="border-width: 0px;" width="400" /></div>Lá vem a Menina saltitando pelo caminho <div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">com um sorriso estampado no rosto, </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">vestido colorido, </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">sonhos nos olhos, </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">cantarolando uma cantiga de roda... </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">Mal sabe que será silenciada nas filas da escola. </div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://static4.orkut.com/img/smiley/i_sad.gif" style="border-width: 0px;" /></div><div style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial,sans-serif,Verdana; font-size: 12px; margin: 0px; padding: 0px;">By Helô Strega</div></span></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-47987027497858767382011-09-03T15:09:00.000-03:002011-09-03T15:09:29.466-03:00Vários Rabiscos X<span class="PJD ugc"><b> <div><b><img height="267" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-nRmFftG3kUA/TjnZbIqFNsI/AAAAAAAACfU/D0H1bTYFVUU/s400/tg4.jpg" width="400" /></b></div>Quando minha boca fica assim silenciosa </b> <div><b>é porque minh’alma está gritando. </b></div><div><b>Às vezes, grita tanto que sangro água pelos olhos. </b></div><div><b><br />
</b></div><div><b>By Helô Strega</b></div><div><b> </b></div><div><b>************************************************************** </b></div><div><b> </b></div><div><span class="PJD ugc"> <div><b style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img height="200" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-_esSR0Y2g-4/Tjncb9a2VAI/AAAAAAAACfc/zSD1AjJrP-4/s200/13.png" width="159" /></b></div><b>Devia passear pelo mundo como se fosse turista: </b> <div><b>sem carregar muita coisas e com desejo de conhecer muito.</b> <div><b>Enfrentar o olhar das outras pessoas </b></div><div><b>como quem estivesse diante de um espelho </b></div><div><b>a contemplar com amor sua própria imagem. </b></div><div><b>Sua vida assim talvez fosse mais leve: </b></div><div><b>não se apegando em nada e contemplando tudo. </b></div><div><b>Devia viver, apenas como viajante. </b></div><div><b><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="PJD ugc"><div><span class="PJD ugc"><span><span style="color: #cc0000;">Ela feito criança, </span> <div><span style="color: #cc0000;">pediu um beijo de cura em seu dodói. </span></div><div><span style="color: #cc0000;">Ele lhe deu um beijo na boca.</span></div><div><span style="color: #cc0000;">Isto mesmo! </span></div><div><span style="color: #cc0000;">Deu um beijo de língua demorado. </span></div><div><span style="color: #cc0000;">E disse: </span></div><div><span style="color: #cc0000;"> _Este cura por dentro. </span></div></span></span></div></span></span><span class="PJD ugc"><div><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="PJD ugc"><span> <div><span style="color: #cc0000;">By Helô Strega</span></div></span></span></span><b></b></div></span></div><span class="PJD ugc"><div><b><br />
</b></div></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-88576067327117747222011-09-03T15:05:00.001-03:002011-09-03T15:05:09.233-03:00Beijo Explosivo<span class="PJD ugc"> <br />
<span><b>Beijo Explosivo</b></span><br />
<span><b><span style="color: #ff6600;">Eu não sei ao certo o que acontecia.</span></b></span><br />
<span><b><span style="color: #ff6600;">Mas quando ele me beijava,</span></b></span><br />
<span><b><span style="color: #ff6600;">o céu da minha boca explodia,</span></b></span><br />
<span><b><span style="color: #ff6600;">e eu sentia mais arrepios que as lembranças</span></b></span><br />
<span><b><span style="color: #ff6600;">que tenho, dos céus explosivos nas noites de Réveillon.</span></b></span><br />
<span><b><span style="color: #330000;">By Helô Strega</span></b></span><br />
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</span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-26969427070451889782011-09-03T15:03:00.002-03:002011-09-03T15:03:46.764-03:00Clave Lunar<span class="PJD ugc"> <div><b>Clave Lunar</b></div><div><b><br />
</b></div><b>Ele a convidou para apreciar uma canção noturna </b> <div><b>e tomar banho de dama da noite e de Lua. </b></div><div><b><br />
</b></div><div><b>Ela aceitou. </b></div><div><b><br />
</b></div><div><b>E quando chegou à noite, intimidados de se namorar,</b></div><div><b> começaram a namorar a Lua</b></div><div><b>e ele quis compor <br />
uma canção de amor pra Lua</b></div><div><b>e a convidou para ajudar. </b></div><div><b>Ela pegou uma tablatura e na tentativa de colaborar </b></div><div><b>começou a desenhar claves de SOL e de DÓ, </b></div><div><b>abrindo caminhos para a notas e os registro do amor Lunar. </b></div><div><b>Ele pediu que ela parasse, </b></div><div><b>falou que seu coração trazia dentro de si </b></div><div><b>uma canção inédita na sua forma sonora e de registro. </b></div><div><b>Solicitou, então, que ela desenhasse uma clave de LUA </b></div><div><b>na vigésima segunda linha, sem saber fazer o registro.</b></div><div><b> Ela começou a inventar uma clave</b></div><div><b>representando todas as FASES da LUA, </b></div><div><b>estranhamente, registrou notas que lhe eram desconhecidas... </b></div><div><b>E a composição sonoro tocou seu coração. </b></div><div><b>E ela murmurou que desejava ser a Lua. </b></div><div><b>E com sorriso de Lua Crescente ele respondeu: </b></div><div><b>_ Mas você é Lua, minha Luna. </b></div><div><b>Envergonhada ela sorriu em Lua mais que Crescente. </b></div><div><b>E ele encostou seus lábios nos dela</b></div><div><b>e a sombra deles projetou uma Lua Cheia. </b></div><div><b>E silenciosamente a boca de ambos cantou... </b></div><div><b><br />
</b></div><div><b>By Helô Strega</b></div></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-18720842085286693392011-09-03T14:58:00.002-03:002011-09-03T15:11:49.031-03:00Vários Rabiscos IX<span class="PJD ugc"> <div><div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img height="200" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-ryWCTlkl9bA/TjHzQA8N3vI/AAAAAAAACeo/gLo8hO9GLgU/s200/100_9471.JPG" width="150" /></div><div></div><b>Ele sabia como chamar minha atenção. </b> <br />
<div><b>Escrevia-me algumas palavras-encantadas </b></div><div><b>e seduzida pelo desejo de decifrar o significado delas. </b></div><div><b>Eu não resistia em convocá-lo para um duelo de palavras... </b></div><div><b>Era assim que a gente, às vezes, </b></div><div><b> adentrava à noite menos só </b></div><div><b>e aquecidos um pelo calor das palavras </b></div><div><b>que emanavam do outro. </b></div><div><b><br />
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<b>********************************************************************* </b></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span class="PJD ugc" style="color: #f1c232;"><b>Criou uma caixa e nela fazia o inverso de Pandora.</b> <div><b>Ali, ela apenas guardava todos os males do mundo. </b></div><div><b>E tudo que ela guardava, desaparecia eternamento do mundo.</b></div><div><b>Hoje ela guardou a fome. </b></div><div><b>Amanhã guardará a ganância. </b></div><div><b>Depois de manhã guardará a maldade... </b></div><div><b>E se cada dia ela guardar uma coisa </b></div><div><b>pode ser que um dia o mundo seja feito de Felicidade. </b></div><div><b>O que você pode me ajudar a guardar hein?</b></div><div><b><br />
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</div><div></div><div></div><div><div style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img height="191" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-qGrOPYNCqfE/TjX075Vy3vI/AAAAAAAACfM/_-wsesxafUM/s200/menina.jpg" width="200" /></div><span class="PJD ugc"> <b><span style="color: #009900;">A Menina tinha os melhores amigos do mundo na infância: </span></b> <div><b><span style="color: #009900;">um vento que balançava seu cabelo, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">um cachorro que pulava ao seu lado, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">um gato que lhe fazia carícias nas mãos, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">um sapo e um grilo que lhe cantavam à noite... </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Ela tinha aroma de limoeiro, dama da noite </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">e lírio amarelo que perfumavam seu mundo, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">uma chuva que fazia rios e mares imaginários </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">para o seu barquinho de papel, </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">uma criatividade que lhe permitia </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">produzir mil mundos </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">e amigos imaginários que nunca a deixavam sozinhas. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Hoje um pouco crescida, ela sente falta de alguns amigos de infância.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">Ela anda meio sozinha, perdeu um pouco </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;">a intimidade com alguns destes amigos. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"><br />
</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #009900;"> By Helô Strega</span></b><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="PJD ugc"><b>Tempo de Menina-Mulher</b><br />
<div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>Ela brincava de vida.</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>Enquanto, isto a vida brincava com ela.</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>O tempo ia voar e ela ia querer voar pelo tempo.</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>E quando efetivamente no tempo chegasse,</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>desejaria voltar atrás.</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>Mas aí já seria tarde demais.</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>E ela não poderia mais retornar:</b></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><b>pois num piscar de olhos a Menina virou Mulher.</b></div><b>By Helô Strega</b><br />
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O teu amor é a esperança de salvação para minha alma. </b> <div><b>Pois todas as minhas relações eram apenas acoradas no sexo. </b></div><div><b>Você me faz desejar mais que pele.</b></div><div><b>Não acredito que mudei tanto.</b></div><div><b>Às vezes, não me reconheço mais... </b></div><div><b><br />
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Um sentimento contraditório:</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #006600;">Quando estou longe de ti sinto muita saudade.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #006600;">Mas alguma coisa nesta relação-amarrada me incomoda.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #006600;">Queria me livrar deste barulho mental de correntes.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #006600;">E andar solta neste mundo. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #006600;"><br />
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</span></b></div></span><span class="PJD ugc"><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="PJD ugc"> <div><img height="245" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/-vrYzN07skUg/TjHsr71ii5I/AAAAAAAACeQ/kPBLBR4kBQA/s400/gorjus_fadinha.png" width="400" /></div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="PJD ugc"><b><span style="color: #660000;">Enquanto a vida escorre na ampulheta do tempo.</span></b> <div><b><span style="color: #660000;">Tristemente a lágrima escorre pelos olhos. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">Lentamente gostas do céu fazem desenhos na janela. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">A vida corre assim quando é conduzida pela saudade. </span></b></div></span><br />
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<span class="PJD ugc"> <div><b><span style="color: #660000;">Mas tenho lembranças de uma vida que corria diferente:</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">Escorria alegremente com um sorriso se acendia o brilho dos olhos.</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">E rapidamente qualquer céu nos servia de abrigo,</span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">após o toque do telefone e partilha de diálogos poéticos. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">Assim, era a vida, quando tua mão me conduzia pelo mundo. </span></b></div><div><b><span style="color: #660000;">Ter vivido isto me faz hoje pulsar: SAUDADE. </span></b></div></span><br />
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<span class="PJD ugc"><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span>By Helô Strega</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span> </span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Arial;"><span> </span></span></div><div><span class="PJD ugc"> <b><span style="color: #006600;">Escreve na minha boca</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #006600;">com a ponta da sua língua,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #006600;">o mais encantados versos de amor.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #006600;">É bem assim, que você imprime sua existência em mim.</span></b><br />
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<b><span style="color: #006600;">By Helô Strega</span></b><br />
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</span><div class="KQ"><span></span></div><div> <div class="AKD"> <div> <div __eventbits="48" class="PMB"> <div class="PDB"><span class="PJD ugc"> <b><span style="color: #993399;">Cada letra<span> </span>que<br />
veio ao mundo, nasceu sozinha,</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">mas todas elas só podem transmitir sua mensagem</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">e comunicar seus sentimentos</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">se forem capazes de se harmonizar umas com outras.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">Como uma letra solitária, procuro outras almas</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">para melhor comunicar meus sentimentos, </span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">levar minha mensagem ao mundo.</span></b><br />
<b><span style="color: #993399;">Nasci só! Mas não fui feita para ser sozinha.</span></b><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">que só aprendi as coisas</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">onde podia ver poesia.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">O som das palavras</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">numa língua estrangeira,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">o relevo das montanhas,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">o mistério das dunas e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">as impenetráveis selvas.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Via poesia nas figuras</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">cômicas e trágicas a que</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">chamamos de História.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Meu diploma são versos,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">poemas que tornaram</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">a vida bonita para mim.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">Você diz que sou intenso<br />
como um céu estrelado,<br />
que basta uma só Lua<br />
para iluminar a escuridão,<br />
mas tenho muitas coisas<br />
para dizer, palavras que<br />
me encantam cada uma<br />
com o seu jeito estranho<br />
de brilhar no céu da boca.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">Mais vivo que o lago,<br />
que é manso e espelha<br />
o céu, servindo de palco<br />
para a dança dos cisnes,<br />
é o mar que se agita,<br />
que envolve a terra,<br />
que se renova com a Lua,<br />
porto de despedidas<br />
e de desejos, abrigo de<br />
sereias e esconderijo<br />
de tudo que naufragou<br />
para sempre em sal,<br />
espuma e água escura.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">O amor é o mágico<br />
que tira da cartola<br />
pessoas meigas<br />
que se apaixonam<br />
à primeira vista.<br />
Suas mãos ágeis<br />
fazem acontecer<br />
como por encanto<br />
a centelha de luz<br />
que leva a um beijo.<br />
A magia do amor<br />
dura só segundos,<br />
mas seu efeito é<br />
de toda uma vida.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">Quando escrevia,<br />
via as palavras<br />
bailando em torno<br />
das linhas em branco<br />
como crianças que<br />
brincam a dança<br />
das cadeiras.<br />
As que tinham ouvido<br />
para a música e<br />
noção de espaço<br />
conseguiam ficar<br />
sorrindo até o fim<br />
e faziam a poesia.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">Meu silêncio são vozes<br />
que escrevo na pele<br />
e chegam até os dedos<br />
onde pedem para ser<br />
cantadas com doçura.<br />
São letras que dançam<br />
ao ritmo do meu peito,<br />
e que se esvaem no papel<br />
como gotas do coração.<br />
</span><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #d9d2e9;">Alvaro Bastos </span></b></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-35809186383886958302011-07-18T12:09:00.000-03:002011-07-18T12:09:29.139-03:00Coletânea de Poemas: Alvaro Bastos<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Levo seu retrato na carteira</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Como único documento.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">É meu registro de vida,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Amor e deslumbramento.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Para todos os efeitos,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Ele me lembra quem sou,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Justifica meus passos e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Indica com toda precisão</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">A morada dos meus sonhos</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">E o rumo de meu coração.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;">Carrego palavras nos bolsos<br />
que se misturam a cada passo<br />
acertando frases de improviso<br />
e criando predicados da oração.<br />
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São palavras comuns, corriqueiras,<br />
daquelas que encontro todo dia,<br />
companhias de pensar e de sentir,<br />
minha cota de sonho e de poesia.<br />
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<b style="font-weight: 700;">Alvaro Bastos </b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;">Quero as palavras<br />
Que o bom senso<br />
Fez enlouquecer<br />
De paixão calada.<br />
Que a loucura<br />
Lançou ao vento<br />
Quando era hora.<br />
Que estão à deriva<br />
Em mar revolto<br />
Sem terra à vista.<br />
Palavras que contam,<br />
Em ondas, a história<br />
Dos sete mares e<br />
Minhas sete vidas.<br />
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<b style="font-weight: 700;">Alvaro Bastos</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;">Durma com meu beijo em seus olhos,<br />
sinta minhas mãos segurando as suas,<br />
imagine minha voz dizendo baixinho<br />
que vou estar aqui quando você acordar<br />
e pense que eu te amo profundamente<br />
como o ar que você recebe com doçura<br />
e que lentamente faz seu peito se elevar.<br />
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<b style="font-weight: 700;">Alvaro Bastos </b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;">Junto o pouco dinheiro<br />
e viajo no trem de prata<br />
até a estação sem volta<br />
onde a gente se conheceu<br />
e onde gravei seu nome<br />
na parede nua da porta.<br />
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Sei que você vai estar lá<br />
e vai me conhecer de longe<br />
com o casaco que você fez<br />
nas longas noites insones<br />
e que esconde teu rosto<br />
da cara feia do mundo.<br />
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Vamos abraçados pela rua<br />
num guarda-chuva de flores<br />
desviando das goteiras e<br />
pulando poças no caminho,<br />
buscando a porta iluminada<br />
com nosso café e pãozinho.<br />
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E, depois de tudo, adormecer<br />
cheirando os seus cabelos,<br />
junto ao calor do seu corpo,<br />
sem pensar no novo dia,<br />
fazendo a oração que aprendi,<br />
quando era guri e sozinho.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<h3 class="smller" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 84px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br />
</span></h3><h3 class="smller" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 84px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br />
</span></h3><h3 class="smller" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-weight: 700; line-height: 16px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 84px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;">Canção da chuva</span></h3><div class="para" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 84px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 2px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #9fc5e8;"><br />
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Lembra do dia em que dividimos<br />
uma capa e um guarda-chuva?<br />
Nós dois molhados, as roupas<br />
grudadas no corpo, e abraçados?<br />
Um encontro marcado com a chuva<br />
e com o amor. Nem sabia o seu nome,<br />
mas conhecia a grandeza do seu sorriso.<br />
Senti seu braço apertando minha cintura,<br />
afaguei seus ombros, afastei os cabelos<br />
do seu belo rosto e roubei um beijo.<br />
Nem sabia o seu nome, mas disse com<br />
toda a certeza do mundo: "eu te amo!"<br />
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Alvaro Bastos </b></span></div>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-11388156665845383712011-07-18T12:02:00.003-03:002011-07-18T12:06:21.545-03:00Coletânea de Poemas: Alvaro Bastos<span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Meu amor por você,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">borboleta de sonho,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">segue o traçado</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">de seu vôo alegre.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Está nas piruetas</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">mais leves que o ar</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">que roçam as asas</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">de seus lábios rosa.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">É improviso de cor,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">silêncio de perfume</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">e dança de adoração</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">ao seu olhar de sol.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;">Dance comigo no escuro,<br />
menina do vestido de prata,<br />
e escute a canção do luar.<br />
Dance comigo no manto azulado<br />
e deslize ao som das estrelas.<br />
Siga o rumor alegre da canção<br />
e deixe teu sonho te embalar.<br />
Dance comigo nas sombras<br />
e faça meu corpo te encontrar.<br />
Menina dos olhos de fantasia<br />
me veja como o seu destino<br />
e deixa eu te olhar como o meu.<br />
E se a melodia te fizer cantar,<br />
inventando palavras doces,<br />
com histórias de romances,<br />
lembre que a canção do amor<br />
começa no silêncio de um beijo.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;">A noite traz de volta as luzes<br />
que eu seguia quando menino.<br />
Pequenos pontos de cor verde,<br />
vaga-lumes enfeitando sua casa.<br />
Círculos de luz no chão da rua,<br />
dos postes sempre de plantão.<br />
Estrelas, cometas e asteróides,<br />
mistérios brilhantes do firmamento.<br />
A lua que se escondia no telhado,<br />
o reflexo de tudo quando chovia.<br />
E a pequena fresta cor de rosa<br />
que de sua janela me seduzia.<br />
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<b style="font-weight: 700;">Alvaro Bastos </b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;">Os diamantes nascem<br />
em noites de lua cheia,<br />
numa combinação de luz<br />
e pequenos pontos do infinito.<br />
São os brilhos da escuridão,<br />
lágrimas de cristal eterno,<br />
pequenas janelas de sonho<br />
que levam teus olhos às estrelas.<br />
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<b style="font-weight: 700;"><br />
Alvaro Bastos</b></span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;">Meninas em trajes de verão<br />
vêm e vão como a brisa,<br />
envoltas em perfumes de flores<br />
e sorrisos que salvam vidas.<br />
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Passam em tecidos tão finos<br />
que mal chegam a tocar a pele<br />
e se movem por entre a gente<br />
como se dançassem nas ondas.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><b style="font-weight: 700;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #666666; color: #ffe599;">Escuto a cantiga da chuva<br />
mas é a tua voz que chega<br />
envolta nas brumas do tempo,<br />
com palavras cristalinas<br />
que espalham docemente<br />
pequenas gotas no oceano.<br />
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<b style="font-weight: 700;">Alvaro Bastos</b></span></span>Helô Stregahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13649054821603179882noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8500964622419511123.post-38659205977409759392011-07-18T11:59:00.000-03:002011-07-18T11:59:43.711-03:00Coletânea de Poemas: Alvaro Bastos<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Meu amor por você é toque,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">mas é também lembrança.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">É o que minha pele sente,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">mas é a ternura guardada,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">tudo o que vivemos antes.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Meu amor por você é voraz,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">mas é também homenagem.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">Você é êxtase e saciedade,</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">meu desejo de maior prazer</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;">e também amor e felicidade.</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Luz do mar que a minha estrela guia<br />
Crista de espuma que faz da prata lua<br />
Escamas de pérola a saltar em água viva.<br />
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Meu amor é a sereia que a proa aponta<br />
A bússola dos sonhos a nortear o sul<br />
A gaivota que o cesto da gávea acolhe.<br />
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O que sou é o deslizar entre o ar e água<br />
o flutuar sobre o abismo de azul marinho<br />
a contemplar os brilhos infinitos do céu.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Beija-flor, de canto mudo,<br />
quanto de sua ligeireza<br />
É seiva compartilhada?<br />
Quanto de sua delicadeza<br />
É essência de flor esvoejada?<br />
O melhor néctar é aquele<br />
Que se rouba apressado?<br />
A vida é para ser sorvida<br />
Por um fino canudinho ?<br />
O que levas para o teu ninho?<br />
Suor de rosas, saliva de jasmim,<br />
Um beijo de glicose perolada?<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Como posso dizer que voam<br />
as borboletas de traje branco<br />
que saltitam na primavera?<br />
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Dão laços na cor do vento<br />
e são alegres como quem tem<br />
mil gotas de néctar à espera.<br />
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Pétalas gêmeas de seda breve,<br />
Borboletas bordam o destino<br />
floreando os novos caminhos.<br />
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Seu vôo flui como leve sorriso<br />
e volteia na melodia da brisa,<br />
são as garatujas dos meninos.<br />
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São como silêncio em movimento,<br />
de quem escuta o mel das flores,<br />
as borboletas do meu carinho.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">Foi em setembro a última vez<br />
que vi você sorrir para o branco<br />
das orquídeas e deixar a sua voz<br />
me acompanhar na estrada<br />
escura de volta para casa.<br />
Desde então, guardo na ponta<br />
dos dedos o dourado de seus<br />
cabelos e procuro na paisagem<br />
o brilho de seu olhar claro<br />
que procurava ver o efeito<br />
que seus beijos me causavam.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f3f3f3;">É no seu rosto que<br />
percorro as linhas<br />
mais simples da vida,<br />
os mistérios do mar<br />
e a imensidão azul.<br />
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É no seu rosto doce<br />
que o mundo ri e me<br />
faz sentir bem-vindo.<br />
Seu olhar me guarda,<br />
me aceita e me guia.<br />
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É nas suas palavras<br />
que acho conforto,<br />
perdão e companhia.<br />
Palavras que animam<br />
minha alma e a vida.<br />
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