tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58388424819240705902024-03-21T23:51:51.932-03:00Baú de Letras"Uma literatura que não respire o ar da sociedade que lhe é contemporânea, que não ouse comunicar à sociedade os seus próprios sofrimentos e as suas próprias aspirações, que não seja capaz de perceber a tempo os perigos morais e sociais que lhe dizem respeito, não merece o nome de literatura: quando muito pode aspirar a ser cosmética." (Alexander Soljenitsyne)Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.comBlogger70125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-91790770171266309402012-09-18T16:08:00.002-03:002012-09-18T16:32:47.227-03:00<span style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><b><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">"</span></b></span><span style="font-family: Helvetica Neue, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white; line-height: 18px;"><span style="color: red; font-size: large;">Deixou o coração naquela esquina,perdido,entre o </span></span></b></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Sera que suportarias?</span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Ver suas virtudes despidas;</span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Aquelas que de tão fingidas;</span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Acreditas que as tem.</span><br style="color: #333333; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;" /><span class="text_exposed_show" style="color: #333333; display: inline; line-height: 18px; text-align: left;">Sera que suportarias?<br />Tua alma em plena rua;<br />Completamente nua;<br />Não enganarias mais ninguem!<br />Suportarias?</span></span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-3309450847120435632012-06-26T20:58:00.001-03:002012-06-26T20:58:13.951-03:00CACOS DE MIM<span style="font-size: large;">Amigos, é com muito orgulho que anuncio o Lançamento do Meu Primeiro Trabalho <b>"Cacos de Mim"</b> que será Lançado através da Editora Penalux no dia 10 de Agosto no Departamento de Cultura de Guaratinguetá.</span><br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-63078567050427586452012-05-28T12:14:00.003-03:002012-05-28T12:14:52.415-03:00Al Dente<span style="font-size: large;">Olhos famintos,boca salivante,bife suculento e os dentes no protético.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-63442426829797107302012-05-28T12:04:00.002-03:002012-05-28T12:04:31.562-03:00Indo à fundo<div>
<span style="font-size: large;">Sentia-se submerso,como se a qualquer momento fosse afundar.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">- Marinheiro, feche a escotilha.</span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-91834056939416484772012-05-28T11:57:00.002-03:002012-05-28T11:57:52.183-03:00Pesâmes<span style="font-size: large;">Podia ter chorado,mas o morto não conhecia,só a viúva.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-80263789342758288992012-05-28T11:49:00.003-03:002012-05-28T11:49:45.625-03:00Pedra no caminho<span style="font-size: large;">Era o Fim de historia de um imenso tropeço e desejava outra para tropeçar.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-46863641853024784592012-05-28T11:37:00.000-03:002012-05-28T11:51:47.176-03:00UTILITÁRIOS<span style="font-size: large;">Pegou sua vassoura e varreu;ela já não voava como
antigamente.</span>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-73862009723189190092012-04-27T21:24:00.000-03:002012-04-27T21:24:41.222-03:00CAI O VÉU<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">Do meu eu não se desnudar<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">E agora proclamam meu nome<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Comic Sans MS"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial;">O que em mim não se pratica<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Que saudade que tenho<o:p></o:p></span></div></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-64664372914090055602012-02-28T20:28:00.001-03:002012-04-13T16:57:30.533-03:00O PÃO DE MEL<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSbRgYVnEClVID7OIWCzUqWeXWmnZilKiIuGzV8N6qseLXIoxDIQLDjgSfEGnjedZeVGiqYgFeqrlp2LOkAngy1x7eDjS7moJhlsh5pNPylGqvphac4xvJjw5B6IooFz2dKpoj-1507QQ5/s1600/chorando.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="244" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSbRgYVnEClVID7OIWCzUqWeXWmnZilKiIuGzV8N6qseLXIoxDIQLDjgSfEGnjedZeVGiqYgFeqrlp2LOkAngy1x7eDjS7moJhlsh5pNPylGqvphac4xvJjw5B6IooFz2dKpoj-1507QQ5/s320/chorando.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span><span style="font-size: 12pt; text-indent: 42.55pt;">A vida prega peças e desta vez me derrubou. Sinto que levarei um bom tempo para digerir o que aconteceu.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Mudei-me para Paris em busca de algo melhor, que me proporcionasse independência financeira e que apagasse de minha memória àquela vida “feliz”, mas cheia de restrições. Uma infância sem regalias, onde trabalhar não era opção, era obrigação.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"> Minha mãe era uma vencedora, conseguiu nos criar com tão pouco, mas nos ensinou muito.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Sair de casa e morar em outro país não era um desafio. Antes disso era deixar de ser despesa para aquela que me criou com tanto carinho, mas que nunca nos iludiu sobre as dificuldades da vida. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">“Se tens medo de lutar, não vá à guerra”- dizia sempre quando a dificuldade apertava.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Sempre que perguntavam, dizia que apesar das intempéries, minha infância foi doce, com cheirinho de Pão de Mel, que minha mãe preparava quando recebia seu salário. Tudo era festa.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Quando nos falávamos ao telefone, pedia pra que deixasse o meu Pão de Mel pronto, que eu podia chegar sem avisar e ela retrucava dizendo que não perderia a fornada e que só faria quando eu voltasse a morar no Brasil.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Em dois anos só tinha lhe visitado três vezes e ela cumpria com o prometido - nada de Pão de Mel. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Voltava a Paris sempre indignada!<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Já me preparava para o trabalho quando recebi uma ligação dizendo que minha mãe havia falecido, vitima de atropelamento e seria enterrada no dia seguinte. O telefone despencou, caí no choro. Muitas emoções misturadas - culpa, ódio e raiva me impediam de sair daquele estado de morte.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Reuni forças e me dirigi ao Aeroporto, chorava copiosamente, ninguém notou.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 2.85pt; text-align: justify; text-indent: 42.55pt;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Chegando ao velório não consegui entrar, ela estava muito machucada. Fui para sua casa, parei em frente, demorei a entrar. A angústia me consumia. Abri a porta e imediatamente aquele cheiro de Pão de Mel me invadiu. Corri para cozinha na ilusão de encontrá-la e acordar daquele pesadelo. Ela não estava lá, mas havia preparado o Pão de Mel antes de sair de casa pela última vez, prevendo talvez que realmente eu chegaria sem avisar . As lágrimas correram os olhos... 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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-5401057447019866682012-01-10T13:19:00.000-02:002012-01-10T13:19:59.776-02:00ÚNICO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh75cVFOMWSog7-vFtKOwBU8hT264Df9Q-bEteXi0mJQy-89JDDT-JhaqElx7nWLSQYoLWNl-ub9t4Rm5n2eRdS5NgTziTlGdaXU7c4WUJ1Z58zsfo9qhhsF4c12HMMT-gO7vt25nQMDaAr/s1600/olhar+do+poeta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh75cVFOMWSog7-vFtKOwBU8hT264Df9Q-bEteXi0mJQy-89JDDT-JhaqElx7nWLSQYoLWNl-ub9t4Rm5n2eRdS5NgTziTlGdaXU7c4WUJ1Z58zsfo9qhhsF4c12HMMT-gO7vt25nQMDaAr/s1600/olhar+do+poeta.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Em cada estrofe, você e eu<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Exclamações e reticências<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Ponto a ponto, as indecências<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Aproximamo-nos do apogeu<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">E no final de lindo tema<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Entrelaçados em nossa rima<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Breve pausa... Mais uma vírgula<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #c00000; font-family: "Baskerville Old Face","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%;">Poema bom... Nunca termina.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5838842481924070590.post-43359076380932799882011-11-19T18:19:00.000-02:002011-11-19T18:19:49.618-02:00Como se não houvesse amanha...<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;"><br />
</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm2OfGcZSgcIVlkLiN_tPWcGT-zfAZSNM3LPFIYWIiNO-8toEQmuUOiZTXE6LCyNLZ6pPj_ruhmVECAh-2douriD6RQzgcY6xrZVoB3z8dPrIMm7_gSAhejmttfD179nFkFTS-Uda2d_LC/s1600/como+se+n%25C3%25A3o+houvesse+amanha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjm2OfGcZSgcIVlkLiN_tPWcGT-zfAZSNM3LPFIYWIiNO-8toEQmuUOiZTXE6LCyNLZ6pPj_ruhmVECAh-2douriD6RQzgcY6xrZVoB3z8dPrIMm7_gSAhejmttfD179nFkFTS-Uda2d_LC/s320/como+se+n%25C3%25A3o+houvesse+amanha.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Nada como o tempo para mostrar<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Que é preciso se amar<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Para poder gostar de alguém<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Pois amar é cuidar<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">É aprender a se doar<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Não se doa o que não tem<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">E como diz certo alguém<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Amar sem parar para pensar <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: #76923c; font-family: "Bernard MT Condensed","serif"; font-size: 14.0pt; line-height: 115%; mso-themecolor: accent3; mso-themeshade: 191;">Pois amanha o amor não há.<o:p></o:p></span></div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02118740912624312380noreply@blogger.com1