<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:40:22.601-02:00</updated><category term='.'/><title type='text'>***APENAS POESIAS***</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>APENAS POESIAS</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10329401721211264468</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S4vkh0b-_XI/TCJiGX4JlsI/AAAAAAAAAIY/8Apkzwdu6Qc/S220/aaaOQAAAL2Vsk_tH8GeYGNEhT3kiB9pFMCK4XlKQSvGcRXNJC0Y7-fxw5G6e7vdeAdXWj0DOPg-3O0ARGTr1scugcaoem8Am1T1UGYRdODrvjr0lWdDW8UzdKAtyGT6.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>536</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3665263632163126056</id><published>2011-10-11T08:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:58:41.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2NAfb8iXkFI/TpG2xBFj3oI/AAAAAAAAApA/Orsm6FI-FJc/s400/sonhosDesire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 257px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2NAfb8iXkFI/TpG2xBFj3oI/AAAAAAAAApA/Orsm6FI-FJc/s400/sonhosDesire.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tem dias que me&lt;br /&gt;sinto cansada das&lt;br /&gt;complexidades...&lt;br /&gt;Das&lt;br /&gt;palavras&lt;br /&gt;soltas,atitudes&lt;br /&gt;evasivas e atos&lt;br /&gt;mornos...Tem&lt;br /&gt;dias que me&lt;br /&gt;sinto&lt;br /&gt;cansada de gente,&lt;br /&gt;cansada do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;esgotada de mim !&lt;br /&gt;Tem&lt;br /&gt;dias ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Renata Mangeon)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3665263632163126056?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3665263632163126056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/tem-dias-que-me-sinto-cansada-das.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3665263632163126056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3665263632163126056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/tem-dias-que-me-sinto-cansada-das.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-2NAfb8iXkFI/TpG2xBFj3oI/AAAAAAAAApA/Orsm6FI-FJc/s72-c/sonhosDesire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-1021087297418089309</id><published>2011-10-11T08:41:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:51:44.731-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-m35d4_ley-E/To9dJwGqyAI/AAAAAAAAFyk/fsu9nEqtYfI/s800/10-ohhhh-girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 500px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/-m35d4_ley-E/To9dJwGqyAI/AAAAAAAAFyk/fsu9nEqtYfI/s4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu não funciono sem amor...&lt;br /&gt;Sem amar...&lt;br /&gt;O vazio me sufoca!&lt;br /&gt;Não sei falar palavras bonitas&lt;br /&gt;fingindo felicidade!....&lt;br /&gt;o vazio me sufoca&lt;br /&gt;na ternura de teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;quando o meu abraço… te envolve&lt;br /&gt;num parir de beijos&lt;br /&gt;para te amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ginna Gaiotti &amp;amp; Helena Correia) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-1021087297418089309?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1021087297418089309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-nao-funciono-sem-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1021087297418089309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1021087297418089309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-nao-funciono-sem-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/-m35d4_ley-E/To9dJwGqyAI/AAAAAAAAFyk/fsu9nEqtYfI/s72-c/s4' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4217376878272705873</id><published>2011-10-11T08:28:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:31:10.225-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;APENAS VI NO TEU OLHAR A LUZ DO AMOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.google.com/-OFj85dBGKBU/TpHlihj1MXI/AAAAAAAACvE/QvpiviiKeS4/s400/08.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 365px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.google.com/-OFj85dBGKBU/TpHlihj1MXI/AAAAAAAACvE/QvpiviiKeS4/s400/08.jpg" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Amanheceu sem asas o meu dia.&lt;br /&gt;Percorri por um caminho de luz...&lt;br /&gt;Eacordei na presença dos anjos.&lt;br /&gt;Nas mãos que me tocaram senti o Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Ali era o jardim dos céus.&lt;br /&gt;Segui na direção da Luz divina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viagem bordada no manto das rosas.&lt;br /&gt;Infinita paz que celebra a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há multidões... apenas irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;Osol se põe em meu espírito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo-me de volta em busca das orações.&lt;br /&gt;Entre tantas preces de luz…&lt;br /&gt;Uma apenas suspirou em lágrimas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu olhar leu tua alma...&lt;br /&gt;Lavei com Amor o mal que me feriu.&lt;br /&gt;Havia mil anjos voando nos céus e&lt;br /&gt;Apenas um se fez morada em meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;Revelei meus sonhos no jardim das flores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A eternidade iluminava nosso olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longas horas trançadas no Amor...&lt;br /&gt;Uma estrela nos presenteou com a vida.&lt;br /&gt;Zelando com bênçãos nossas almas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da luz que nos é eterna,&lt;br /&gt;O tempo é caminho sem fim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Meu Anjo! Vaguei no escuro da noite...&lt;br /&gt;Minhas lágrimas apagaram as velas... mas&lt;br /&gt;O teu olhar acendeu a luz do Amor,&lt;br /&gt;Renovando em meu sangue o milagre da fé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Débora Neves &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4217376878272705873?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4217376878272705873/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/apenas-vi-no-teu-olhar-luz-do-amor.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4217376878272705873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4217376878272705873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/apenas-vi-no-teu-olhar-luz-do-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3250619262727921704</id><published>2011-10-11T08:16:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:22:11.523-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Redenção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Zt9ZAejvxIo/TpH2nhunjCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WBHHDP-ceBo/s400/027andre.png"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 311px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Zt9ZAejvxIo/TpH2nhunjCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WBHHDP-ceBo/s400/027andre.png" /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentia-me cansada&lt;br /&gt;de andar a esmo.&lt;br /&gt;Havia perdido minha essência.&lt;br /&gt;No afã de me encontrar deixei&lt;br /&gt;Meu eu vir a tona&lt;br /&gt;Meus sentimentos tão reprimidos&lt;br /&gt;transbordaram!&lt;br /&gt;Bebi novamente do cálice da dor&lt;br /&gt;E o fel da amargura.&lt;br /&gt;Penitenciei-me!..&lt;br /&gt;Fez-se necessário!&lt;br /&gt;Senti-me renovada&lt;br /&gt;E purificada!&lt;br /&gt;Saboreei o gosto&lt;br /&gt;de sentir-me liberta&lt;br /&gt;E pronta para&lt;br /&gt;Uma nova vida viver!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Bonfá &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3250619262727921704?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3250619262727921704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/redencao-sentia-me-cansada-de-andar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3250619262727921704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3250619262727921704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/redencao-sentia-me-cansada-de-andar.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/-Zt9ZAejvxIo/TpH2nhunjCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/WBHHDP-ceBo/s72-c/027andre.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6181879505726998023</id><published>2011-10-11T08:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:16:32.822-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;À FLOR DE LÍRIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.google.com/-xE17nB4C4gE/TpNrANMqrqI/AAAAAAAACvM/2KjXxmjxVEo/s400/poetadoland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.google.com/-xE17nB4C4gE/TpNrANMqrqI/AAAAAAAACvM/2KjXxmjxVEo/s400/poetadoland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Se que eu poderia disjuntar do mundo;&lt;br /&gt;Ato descontente à vida inteira...&lt;br /&gt;— Por ser complexo a alma-primeira,&lt;br /&gt;Que ternos amores foi-se eu profundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se que eu poderia a ser um maribundo;&lt;br /&gt;De mim sugada a flor companheira...&lt;br /&gt;— Instantes mortos quais de a videira;&lt;br /&gt;Que perder os frutos já por um segundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flor de planos sem que de pouco amor&lt;br /&gt;Vinda às figueiras já com seu primor&lt;br /&gt;Nos espinhos transformados em escudo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se galhos compridos em seu vil destino,&lt;br /&gt;Como estranho se quer um desatino&lt;br /&gt;Porquanto a amo já bem mais que tudo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poeta Dolandmay)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6181879505726998023?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6181879505726998023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/flor-de-lirio-se-que-eu-poderia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6181879505726998023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6181879505726998023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/flor-de-lirio-se-que-eu-poderia.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3635052132929528712</id><published>2011-10-11T08:09:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T08:12:40.693-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O PREÇO DA PAIXÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VbfjQiqN1cA/TpOhNeaLqdI/AAAAAAAACtE/LG6vXA-3FoU/s400/scrapeenet_cropper_20110321224710RtNx5Q.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 269px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VbfjQiqN1cA/TpOhNeaLqdI/AAAAAAAACtE/LG6vXA-3FoU/s400/scrapeenet_cropper_20110321224710RtNx5Q.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamais devo aceitar&lt;br /&gt;O preço desta paixão&lt;br /&gt;O que você quer me pagar&lt;br /&gt;Não é o valor do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração não merece&lt;br /&gt;Este triste pagamento&lt;br /&gt;Você até parece&lt;br /&gt;Querer pagar por meu sofrimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paixão não tem preço&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo assim você quer pagar&lt;br /&gt;Tu sabes que não mereço&lt;br /&gt;Sua crueldade aceitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se um dia você reconhecer&lt;br /&gt;O valor da minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;Poderei até lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;Que meu coração vai te querer&lt;br /&gt;Se você me oferecer&lt;br /&gt;O preço certo desta paixão!!&lt;br /&gt;***Odete Poesia***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3635052132929528712?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3635052132929528712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-preco-da-paixao-jamais-devo-aceitar-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3635052132929528712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3635052132929528712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-preco-da-paixao-jamais-devo-aceitar-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/-VbfjQiqN1cA/TpOhNeaLqdI/AAAAAAAACtE/LG6vXA-3FoU/s72-c/scrapeenet_cropper_20110321224710RtNx5Q.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-7709675261531944827</id><published>2011-04-14T17:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T17:01:34.754-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;INSÔNIA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TP_e_6j2SqI/AAAAAAAAD74/g8B2dDAATTY/s400/Casal_lindissimo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TP_e_6j2SqI/AAAAAAAAD74/g8B2dDAATTY/s400/Casal_lindissimo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na p&lt;b&gt;enumbra,o silêncio inqueitante&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;invade a madrugada fria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Só ouço,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;as batidas de meu coração...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A insônia me devora!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meus pensamentos passeiam&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;povoam minha mente quase vazia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;apenas a dor da saudade fala em mim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas, estou bem...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neste silêncio, a paz se faz companheira!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estou só, um vazio inebriante,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;deliciosamente calmo...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sinto cheiro da chuva molhando a terra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;das flores, das dama da noite coloridas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esses perfumes me fazem bem.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu te amei demais!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E para você fui um passatempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Caí como areia pela ampulheta do tempo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E o tempo implacável, nada sabe esperar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E eu perdi você para sempre.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Joe Luigi&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7709675261531944827?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7709675261531944827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/insonia-na-p-enumbrao-silencio.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7709675261531944827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7709675261531944827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/insonia-na-p-enumbrao-silencio.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TP_e_6j2SqI/AAAAAAAAD74/g8B2dDAATTY/s72-c/Casal_lindissimo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3057562174328413687</id><published>2011-04-14T16:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:57:30.174-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;SONHOS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1JnviMTMrp8/SSmvRNzRveI/AAAAAAAAHTc/DDLCX7GaHZY/7507022-md.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 679px; height: 476px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1JnviMTMrp8/SSmvRNzRveI/AAAAAAAAHTc/DDLCX7GaHZY/7507022-md.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Q&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;ueria sonhar sem querer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;que acordei no meu sonho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;sonhando em não te querer...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Queria acordar dormindo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;depois de sonhar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;e querer dormir de novo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;para sonhar com você.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meus olhos não miram mais os seus,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas minha alma enxerga seu coração!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trago na memória, o calor de sua presença,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aquecendo meus dias frios,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Transformando minhas dores em vitórias!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vencendo os desafios.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mando Mago Poeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;* Nilzinha_Maria Nilza &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3057562174328413687?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3057562174328413687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/sonhos-queria-sonhar-sem-querer-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3057562174328413687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3057562174328413687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/sonhos-queria-sonhar-sem-querer-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_1JnviMTMrp8/SSmvRNzRveI/AAAAAAAAHTc/DDLCX7GaHZY/s72-c/7507022-md.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2246209761754820965</id><published>2011-04-14T16:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:54:31.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;PALCO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TULQWPenwMI/AAAAAAAACAE/ozo1X_Ge2Ec/s400/0046.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 293px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TULQWPenwMI/AAAAAAAACAE/ozo1X_Ge2Ec/s400/0046.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Queria ser teu mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;nos dias de fúria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;esperaria a rebentação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Com meu desejo imenso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tua alma está na tempestade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;da minha paixão envolvente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Tu és meu analgésico natural,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;na calma que me transmite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E no prazer que me dá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;O nosso teatro tem como palco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;principal o mar e o nosso imaginário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;cruza-se com a arte do desejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Os prazeres se abraçam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;onde os atores - que somos nós -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;interpretam sentimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;de paixão e desejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Graciela da Cunha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2246209761754820965?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2246209761754820965/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/palco-queria-ser-teu-mar-nos-dias-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2246209761754820965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2246209761754820965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/palco-queria-ser-teu-mar-nos-dias-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TULQWPenwMI/AAAAAAAACAE/ozo1X_Ge2Ec/s72-c/0046.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4694417478815939276</id><published>2011-04-14T16:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:51:25.150-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;PEQUENAS COISAS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Ae6lJtjcutw/TAPtEInUGDI/AAAAAAAAASk/JQmQfp3jX3g/s400/7RGgy4cxifgaenqsiAf0gqGxo1_500.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 352px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Ae6lJtjcutw/TAPtEInUGDI/AAAAAAAAASk/JQmQfp3jX3g/s400/7RGgy4cxifgaenqsiAf0gqGxo1_500.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;As pequenas coisas valiosas que guardo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;E as poucas pessoas simples e naturais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Que encontro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Me impressionam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Elas têm se tornado cada vez mais raras....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Tão raras que faz imensa falta a troca de um olhar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Um “eu te gosto” sincero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Um sorriso que diz muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Um simples olá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Que sempre chega na hora certa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Impressionam-me a simplicidade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Naturalidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Goudy Old Style', serif; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:13.5pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Goudy Old Style&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;"&gt;Pequenas coisas valiosas para a gente guardar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Dolce Bárbara e Joe Luigi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4694417478815939276?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4694417478815939276/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/pequenas-coisas-as-pequenas-coisas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4694417478815939276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4694417478815939276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/pequenas-coisas-as-pequenas-coisas.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Ae6lJtjcutw/TAPtEInUGDI/AAAAAAAAASk/JQmQfp3jX3g/s72-c/7RGgy4cxifgaenqsiAf0gqGxo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4006654973604138528</id><published>2011-04-14T16:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:44:55.239-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;MEUS PASSOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAEmXKOCkAoJeLx4q0bM3nG1kPXkb_YsgN8Da2YU0Aa2HvSm3UUpPvByHZmYjeS3pFOXnzY7gttFV5td0tUyKgmYAm1T1UFOv9K_-yH6CrlnsklI90_SXpyxo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 446px;" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAEmXKOCkAoJeLx4q0bM3nG1kPXkb_YsgN8Da2YU0Aa2HvSm3UUpPvByHZmYjeS3pFOXnzY7gttFV5td0tUyKgmYAm1T1UFOv9K_-yH6CrlnsklI90_SXpyxo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se meus passos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fossem mais largos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dançaria até onde&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha voz pudesse ir.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se meus passos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fossem mais largos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diminuiria minhas distâncias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As inconstâncias, que a miúdo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anda comigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se meus passos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tivesse o mesmo compasso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O calor, da minha alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Convidaria a lua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A valsar no espaço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dos meus passos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 10pt; "&gt;ManyPallo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4006654973604138528?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4006654973604138528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/meus-passos-se-meus-passos-fossem-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4006654973604138528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4006654973604138528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/meus-passos-se-meus-passos-fossem-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8984257760252318185</id><published>2011-04-14T16:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:42:51.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;ALÉM DA IMAGINAÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TV2tc_BivwI/AAAAAAAAA38/b2CbVNU_1mg/s400/scrapeenet_cropper_20110215205045wnL6aA.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TV2tc_BivwI/AAAAAAAAA38/b2CbVNU_1mg/s400/scrapeenet_cropper_20110215205045wnL6aA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neste momento &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perco o sentido&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Faço o meu pensamento&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Trazer você comigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Noto que de repente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tudo começa a mudar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fico tão envolvente&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando começo a pensar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não tenho nada a dizer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deste amor que me enlouquece&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Até mesmo ao anoitecer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em meus sonhos você aparece&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mesmo assim tenho alegria&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De poder imaginar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seja noite ou dia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Em você posso pensar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seu nome está gravado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dentro do meu coração&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pensando em você tenho chegado&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Além da minha imaginação.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Odete Poesia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8984257760252318185?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8984257760252318185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/alem-da-imaginacao-neste-momento-perco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8984257760252318185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8984257760252318185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/alem-da-imaginacao-neste-momento-perco.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TV2tc_BivwI/AAAAAAAAA38/b2CbVNU_1mg/s72-c/scrapeenet_cropper_20110215205045wnL6aA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-1968087604284924060</id><published>2011-04-14T16:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:35:31.477-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sp_dbtx_s-A/S8qJotGafCI/AAAAAAAAB_0/IrkCuJ8gj6g/s320/pecadodeamor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 217px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sp_dbtx_s-A/S8qJotGafCI/AAAAAAAAB_0/IrkCuJ8gj6g/s320/pecadodeamor.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;" Sonhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esquecidos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entregues&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perdidos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lembrados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desejados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Divididos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonhados&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sonhos&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vividos "&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;=- Bruno de Paula -=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-1968087604284924060?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1968087604284924060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/sonhos-esquecidos-entregues-perdidos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1968087604284924060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1968087604284924060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/sonhos-esquecidos-entregues-perdidos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Sp_dbtx_s-A/S8qJotGafCI/AAAAAAAAB_0/IrkCuJ8gj6g/s72-c/pecadodeamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3153869111866588923</id><published>2011-04-14T16:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:32:16.357-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AMOR DE OUTONO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NMbgksBYyAs/TKaaQAXCnBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AQC6vw8MFSo/s400/PINTMENMC.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 376px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NMbgksBYyAs/TKaaQAXCnBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AQC6vw8MFSo/s400/PINTMENMC.JPG" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Remexa tudo dentro de você,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E encontrarás tudo que sempre te dei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor, talvez um dia eu vá embora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas deixarei meus momentos eternos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De pura ternura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixarei parte do amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixarei saudades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De um outono que sempre vem,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trazendo folhas caídas e ventos fortes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claudio rodrigues pereira (poeta)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3153869111866588923?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3153869111866588923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/amor-de-outono-remexa-tudo-dentro-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3153869111866588923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3153869111866588923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/amor-de-outono-remexa-tudo-dentro-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NMbgksBYyAs/TKaaQAXCnBI/AAAAAAAAAB8/AQC6vw8MFSo/s72-c/PINTMENMC.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4361888383001020500</id><published>2011-04-14T16:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:30:22.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SONETO INCERTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/mendes1961/SPQMiGflNAI/AAAAAAAAN1Q/6LySMVp-W2I/s400/12228807189Lu74Px.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/mendes1961/SPQMiGflNAI/AAAAAAAAN1Q/6LySMVp-W2I/s400/12228807189Lu74Px.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foi em setembro que chorei a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e em passos tortos pus-me a caminhar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;vesti o futuro, saga prometida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quis a centelha perdida no ar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Verti meu pranto numa despedida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rumo ao incerto que ousei buscar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se alguma vez eu me senti vencida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só foi o tempo de recomeçar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E nesse quanto de emoção sentida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;os meses desfilaram devagar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no afã das perguntas repetidas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Confesso que não sei quantas feridas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tiveram de, sozinhas, se curar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pra ver o novo ponto de partida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basilina Pereira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4361888383001020500?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4361888383001020500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/soneto-incerto-foi-em-setembro-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4361888383001020500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4361888383001020500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/04/soneto-incerto-foi-em-setembro-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/mendes1961/SPQMiGflNAI/AAAAAAAAN1Q/6LySMVp-W2I/s72-c/12228807189Lu74Px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3061541883627093805</id><published>2011-02-24T17:19:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T16:28:26.139-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAUDADE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qRk9IBpUeT0/TS3Lbpp_jPI/AAAAAAAABGo/8-i7gk5kum4/s400/amiga.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qRk9IBpUeT0/TS3Lbpp_jPI/AAAAAAAABGo/8-i7gk5kum4/s400/amiga.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje me deu uma grande saudade &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Uma enorme vontade &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De me perder em seus braços, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De me fundir em você... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje me deu um imenso desejo &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De ter seu amor &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De me soltar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E me entregar ao cansaço... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje eu queria você.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Elvira Sininho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3061541883627093805?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3061541883627093805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/saudade-hoje-me-deu-uma-grande-saudade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3061541883627093805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3061541883627093805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/saudade-hoje-me-deu-uma-grande-saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_qRk9IBpUeT0/TS3Lbpp_jPI/AAAAAAAABGo/8-i7gk5kum4/s72-c/amiga.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3671451114921299671</id><published>2011-02-24T17:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:16:44.704-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perdida...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TOPEdInPqvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/o2hBX1Oilss/s400/fofa2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TOPEdInPqvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/o2hBX1Oilss/s400/fofa2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tanto amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banalizado...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quanto eu te amo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sem ser verdade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tudo tão vazio...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Palavras desperdiçadas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Promessas vãs&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amor meu jogado,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desprezado...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Olho e não me vejo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Procuro-me...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não me acho&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perdi-me no labirinto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desse amor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Desencontrado...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Maria Bonfá&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3671451114921299671?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3671451114921299671/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/perdida.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3671451114921299671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3671451114921299671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/perdida.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TOPEdInPqvI/AAAAAAAAAFw/o2hBX1Oilss/s72-c/fofa2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-486195311707838364</id><published>2011-02-24T17:07:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:13:50.270-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PERDÃO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.google.com/_cpxLpjBZSf0/TMwmFba8Z8I/AAAAAAAADXA/AKJRvzDXZz4/s800/pdoland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 451px;" src="http://lh6.google.com/_cpxLpjBZSf0/TMwmFba8Z8I/AAAAAAAADXA/AKJRvzDXZz4/s800/pdoland.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou de teu sorriso o amor de um dia,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Passeei aos belos sentimentos que têm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E sob a tua graça fui a sua alegria,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E fui de teu corpo o fascínio também.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou somente agora de sua voz melodia,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Somente a letra d’um forte desdém&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que ao teu peito roga encanto e magia&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ao canto de dor de sua boca, meu bem...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Despreza de mim a angústia passada,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh minha querida e altiva amada,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quero ser-te outra vez um prazer real...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Oh dá-me de volta a tu’alma plangente,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A sua alegria de amar simplesmente,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Perdoa-me querida se hoje sou teu mal!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Community.aspx?cmm=68727553"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;(Poeta Dolandmay)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-486195311707838364?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/486195311707838364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/perdao-sou-de-teu-sorriso-o-amor-de-um.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/486195311707838364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/486195311707838364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/perdao-sou-de-teu-sorriso-o-amor-de-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8724296979751812388</id><published>2011-02-24T17:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:07:14.154-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAMINHO AO VENTO...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TM4Ci6siLXI/AAAAAAAABb0/6WJYL1iQLD4/s400/2308714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TM4Ci6siLXI/AAAAAAAABb0/6WJYL1iQLD4/s400/2308714.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Percorro um caminho que me leva&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;ao lugar onde habita o meu coração.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Irregular é a estrada, mas não há treva,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;apenas alguns buracos no chão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paro para refletir um pouquinho,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;nas tantas vezes em que busquei;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;respostas da vida em seu cadinho,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;e das várias vezes em que tropeçei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas há sempre um vento amigo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;que me leva a sentir o frescor,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;da serenidade trazida do abrigo;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;onde mora pleno de calor,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;um coração que ja sentiu o perigo,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;em algumas estações da dor!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Guida Linhares&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8724296979751812388?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8724296979751812388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/caminho-ao-vento.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8724296979751812388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8724296979751812388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/caminho-ao-vento.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TM4Ci6siLXI/AAAAAAAABb0/6WJYL1iQLD4/s72-c/2308714.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3312096727980556374</id><published>2011-02-24T16:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T17:03:57.592-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;*COISAS DE AMOR*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wkaXsDKiD1A/TTXK6Kss1BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mjMh3WgFZ0A/s400/mulher_flor78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wkaXsDKiD1A/TTXK6Kss1BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mjMh3WgFZ0A/s400/mulher_flor78.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2 style="margin-top: 2.5pt; margin-right: 0cm; margin-bottom: 3pt; margin-left: 5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; line-height: 10.5pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Se no entanto,&lt;br /&gt;Tudo entre&lt;br /&gt;Nós terminar&lt;br /&gt;Numa tristeza...&lt;br /&gt;Voltarei mais maduro,&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu consciente,&lt;br /&gt;Saber que te perdi,&lt;br /&gt;Agradecerei&lt;br /&gt;Pelo menos&lt;br /&gt;Por ter te amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dj@.Poet@...... -&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3312096727980556374?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3312096727980556374/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/coisas-de-amor-se-no-entanto-tudo-entre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3312096727980556374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3312096727980556374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/coisas-de-amor-se-no-entanto-tudo-entre.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_wkaXsDKiD1A/TTXK6Kss1BI/AAAAAAAAAB0/mjMh3WgFZ0A/s72-c/mulher_flor78.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5261353784659266257</id><published>2011-02-24T16:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:59:05.314-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;EU EM VOCÊ&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_CQpJ1fHK5gI/Syeyvr6G9CI/AAAAAAAAAuw/AP1H2_0xH7w/s400/%3B_1203%2C.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_CQpJ1fHK5gI/Syeyvr6G9CI/AAAAAAAAAuw/AP1H2_0xH7w/s400/%3B_1203%2C.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Pedaços de mim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Em teu corpo marcados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Deixados de lado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Como coisa qualquer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Ranhuras agrestes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Seivas da dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Morte do amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Em mim embutidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Foge-me os sentidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Razão dos apaixonados&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Em busca de espaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Espasmo incontido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Grito de dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Eco desbravado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Coração apertado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 16px; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; "&gt;Sem mais sentido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11pt;"&gt;Claudete Silveira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5261353784659266257?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5261353784659266257/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/eu-em-voce-pedacos-de-mim-em-teu-corpo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5261353784659266257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5261353784659266257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/eu-em-voce-pedacos-de-mim-em-teu-corpo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_CQpJ1fHK5gI/Syeyvr6G9CI/AAAAAAAAAuw/AP1H2_0xH7w/s72-c/%3B_1203%2C.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3854153573374856090</id><published>2011-02-24T16:54:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:55:58.635-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_wkaXsDKiD1A/TT-i-Irz3kI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LWuzj8Hu8gc/s400/L%C3%A1grima.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 360px; height: 258px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_wkaXsDKiD1A/TT-i-Irz3kI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LWuzj8Hu8gc/s400/L%C3%A1grima.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;A&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;h!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Se minhas lágrimas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Falassem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Revelariam a você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;O porto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Onde se encontram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;E ancoram&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Minhas emoções...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Dolce Bárbara&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3854153573374856090?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3854153573374856090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/h-se-minhas-lagrimas-falassem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3854153573374856090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3854153573374856090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/h-se-minhas-lagrimas-falassem.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_wkaXsDKiD1A/TT-i-Irz3kI/AAAAAAAAAEU/LWuzj8Hu8gc/s72-c/L%C3%A1grima.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8709952769682873265</id><published>2011-02-24T16:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:52:23.721-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMANHECER&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5ObCj203PRM/TMjBzLLkg8I/AAAAAAAAMrM/9_kFq6KTQjM/s800/200557490-003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 322px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5ObCj203PRM/TMjBzLLkg8I/AAAAAAAAMrM/9_kFq6KTQjM/s800/200557490-003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amanhecer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;Quero nascer de novo em cada dia que nasce.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;Quero lavar-me, cada manhã, do homem velho,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;da poeira velha, das palavras gastas, dos gestos rituais.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;Quero que cada manhã, a alma desabroche do sono&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;como a rosa do botão, e surja como a aurora do oceano,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;ao sorriso dos teus lábios, ao gesto de tua mão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;Quero me engrinaldar para a festa renovada com que cada dia nos convida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;Quero crer, a cada nova aurora, que esta é a definitiva,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;a do encontro com a felicidade, a da permanência assegurada,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b style="font-family: 'Palatino Linotype', serif; "&gt;a de teu sim definitivo.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;*Chico Xavier*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8709952769682873265?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8709952769682873265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amanhecer-amanhecer-quero-nascer-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8709952769682873265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8709952769682873265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amanhecer-amanhecer-quero-nascer-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_5ObCj203PRM/TMjBzLLkg8I/AAAAAAAAMrM/9_kFq6KTQjM/s72-c/200557490-003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3106079874214425720</id><published>2011-02-24T16:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:53:53.073-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;TEMPO PERDIDO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_pwP-mAAdBw0/TUH0-yq0ORI/AAAAAAAACoI/te-udzumgM8/s400/2459583.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_pwP-mAAdBw0/TUH0-yq0ORI/AAAAAAAACoI/te-udzumgM8/s400/2459583.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" align="center" style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Sentimento transformado em abuso&lt;br /&gt;Dias escuros, noites em claro&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sei que serví de escudo&lt;br /&gt;Na sua vida em momento obscuro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anos se passaram pensando ser amor&lt;br /&gt;Triste sina essa que atravessei&lt;br /&gt;Por ti não perdurava lancor&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade só me enganei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não observasse tamanha doçura&lt;br /&gt;Desconhecendo o saber da verdade&lt;br /&gt;Deixando na vida somente amargura&lt;br /&gt;E a mim deixando ficar na saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os anos a ti em que foi dedicado&lt;br /&gt;Foram momentos vividos de angústia&lt;br /&gt;Com os cabelos já enbranqueçado&lt;br /&gt;Cansada não posso suportar lamúria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dalvalene Santos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3106079874214425720?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3106079874214425720/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/tempo-perdido-sentimento-transformado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3106079874214425720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3106079874214425720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/tempo-perdido-sentimento-transformado.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_pwP-mAAdBw0/TUH0-yq0ORI/AAAAAAAACoI/te-udzumgM8/s72-c/2459583.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-70239539039954340</id><published>2011-02-24T16:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:53:33.038-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PARTE MINHA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TJA24JQsylI/AAAAAAAAA_4/NsfTINt1Lj8/s400/3565041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TJA24JQsylI/AAAAAAAAA_4/NsfTINt1Lj8/s400/3565041.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Já não sei mais da vida sem ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;E já nem quero mais saber&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Por onde quer que eu vá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;te percebo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Com qualquer letra do alfabeto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;é semp&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;re teu nome que escrevo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;Já nem lembro mais de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando no tempo do teu não existir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já não sei mais quais eram as cores dos dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que antecederam nosso porvir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não entendo mais nada que não venha de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não busco mais nada que não tenha teu cheiro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na sinuosa geografia do teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é onde assento meu desejo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E eu te amo tanto que,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;apenas dizer que te amo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;já não mais me consome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois há tempos deixastes de ser o meu pão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para tornastes a própria fome&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13.5pt; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;(Marcelo Roque)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-70239539039954340?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/70239539039954340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/parte-minha-ja-nao-sei-mais-da-vida-sem.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/70239539039954340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/70239539039954340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/parte-minha-ja-nao-sei-mais-da-vida-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TJA24JQsylI/AAAAAAAAA_4/NsfTINt1Lj8/s72-c/3565041.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2231944343666611467</id><published>2011-02-24T16:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:43:25.141-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O AMOR EM PRANTOS...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A07B3uzDaZM/S_CU3gv5fjI/AAAAAAAAaRs/JPN_mehoZDM/s600/9ecd6be77a1a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 475px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A07B3uzDaZM/S_CU3gv5fjI/AAAAAAAAaRs/JPN_mehoZDM/s600/9ecd6be77a1a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sou o amor chorando de dor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sou o amor, chorando a sua falta de amor... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quantas e quantas lágrimas derramei, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;por você não ter amor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou o amor que tenta entrar no coração, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;de quem se nega ao amor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sou o amor que sofre a sua falta de amor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O amor que chora por você não ter amor... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Choro por você e por aqueles que não tem amor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sofro essa dor quando vejo um coração sem amor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando vejo um coração ríspido,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e o solo árido e devastado...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Assolado e aniquilado pela falta de amor...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Devastado pela solidão de quem nunca amou...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sou a semente que tantas vezes tentou, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e nesse solo não brotou...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu sou o amor que tenta entrar nesse coração, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que você fechou...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ernane Rezende Rabiscador de poesias&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2231944343666611467?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2231944343666611467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-amor-em-prantos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2231944343666611467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2231944343666611467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-amor-em-prantos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A07B3uzDaZM/S_CU3gv5fjI/AAAAAAAAaRs/JPN_mehoZDM/s72-c/9ecd6be77a1a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-7212556711454263656</id><published>2011-02-24T16:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:39:38.497-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-KV6FB1kTWo/SFLSqLBLvxI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EIsI07GcKDw/s800/casal_3_d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 334px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-KV6FB1kTWo/SFLSqLBLvxI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EIsI07GcKDw/s800/casal_3_d.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;...Exorcizado que estava, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;o amor se apossou de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;mim, despiu as vestes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;que me cobria a saudade, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;espantou a cruel solidão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;e desavergonhadamente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;fez amor com o meu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;coração, desfolhando o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;outono da paixão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;_ o.vasconcelos _ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7212556711454263656?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7212556711454263656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7212556711454263656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7212556711454263656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_-KV6FB1kTWo/SFLSqLBLvxI/AAAAAAAAAe0/EIsI07GcKDw/s72-c/casal_3_d.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-7437419168745509322</id><published>2011-02-24T16:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:37:57.492-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OH! QUE SAUDADE QUE (NÃO) TENHO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mSBwGM80eAA/TOAC57FHy5I/AAAAAAAAQ10/agSrlcPl3fs/s400/2238736.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mSBwGM80eAA/TOAC57FHy5I/AAAAAAAAQ10/agSrlcPl3fs/s400/2238736.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se eu bem me lembro,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;havia muitas árvores e um muro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no fundo do quintal da minha infância.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Os bichos, criação da casa,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;corriam atrás de mim,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e eu, atrás deles,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;numa insitência teimosa.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tempo de ingênuas brincadeiras,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;somente interrompidas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pelos berros de minha mãe,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;que, se não atendidos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;resultavam em doloridas chineladas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O relógio parecia não caminhar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entre um reveillon e outro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;entremeavam-se séculos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Crescer era alternativa remota.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Papai ditava regras sempre certas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Havia pouco mundo para além da minha porta.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hoje, sem que me desse conta,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;o futuro chegou e me cobra atitudes:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;infinitas contas a pagar,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;responsabilidade exclusiva sobre meu destino;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ansiedades e angústias de todos os matizes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;De súbito, olho o relógio, a informar que passou a minha hora.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E eu que ontem, pensava em ser feliz agora. . .&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;JL semeador&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7437419168745509322?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7437419168745509322/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-que-saudade-que-nao-tenho-se-eu-bem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7437419168745509322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7437419168745509322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/oh-que-saudade-que-nao-tenho-se-eu-bem.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mSBwGM80eAA/TOAC57FHy5I/AAAAAAAAQ10/agSrlcPl3fs/s72-c/2238736.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2721083948711431999</id><published>2011-02-24T16:33:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:35:56.588-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A SOLIDÃO E EU...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mSBwGM80eAA/So7TOfvNtlI/AAAAAAAAKR8/syYjbl6YIMM/s400/.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mSBwGM80eAA/So7TOfvNtlI/AAAAAAAAKR8/syYjbl6YIMM/s400/.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu existo, mas a solidão também!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tendo como condutor, minha própria vida,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Minha lembrança, infinita saudade,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meu inesquecível e profundo amor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vários tipos de solidão me acompanham...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Hei de ficar só, viver só ou sentir-se só,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ter companhia e continuar só.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Solidão... Como é triste esse vazio.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sentir falta de alguém distante.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sorrir ao lembrar-se de cada encontro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que fortaleceu nossas vidas, nos envolveu.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paralisou e alimentou grandes sonhos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Recuperou nossos corações vazios,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Injetando muita paixão, esperança...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Numa manhã que nunca resistiu,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Após grandes bailados do amor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas como romper essa aliança.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixar sangrar, sem olhar no outro rosto&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cansado de saciá-lo de tanto amor,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixar uma louca manhã nascer pra esquecer.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Com a certeza eminente da dor,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que semeia tristeza e solidão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Meu íntimo, meu instinto, aceita essa separação,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quando juntos sentimos o brotar dessa união.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E a solidão de nada ter, de tudo perder...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aceita sem gritos, com olhos aflitos,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um fato consumado, arruinado sem forças,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por que separar? Porque acabar?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se é tão difícil de achar... Sua cara metade,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Como num conto de fadas...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Um amor e uma cabana, amargo fim.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sentir-se dona da razão...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ter autoridade nesta questão ou,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Apenas aceitar a desilusão.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Talvez, devido à amargura que sinto,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não saiba definir esse sentimento.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E mais uma vez na minha cruel covardia,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aceito! Eu existo e a solidão também.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que vive lacrada no meu coração.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eu te amei, eu te amo, eu te amarei.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mas não te quero mais na minha vida...!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cláudia Vidinhas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2721083948711431999?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2721083948711431999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/solidao-e-eu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2721083948711431999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2721083948711431999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/solidao-e-eu.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_mSBwGM80eAA/So7TOfvNtlI/AAAAAAAAKR8/syYjbl6YIMM/s72-c/.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8537456958620587352</id><published>2011-02-24T16:25:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:31:31.540-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;LUA CHEIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_lE9iU_Cym9M/TNtGJl1YnWI/AAAAAAAAEwI/5KSm0C4DmQU/s400/French%20Toast%20Girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_lE9iU_Cym9M/TNtGJl1YnWI/AAAAAAAAEwI/5KSm0C4DmQU/s400/French%20Toast%20Girl.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ao lado de minha janela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;surge no céu azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;a Lua Cheia de fevereiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Na Lua, todos atentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Afinal, a Lua Cheia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;aparece no azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;no dia 18 de fevereiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;Transmitindo muito amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"&gt;aos corações apaixonados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;b&gt;(Graciela da Cunha)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8537456958620587352?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8537456958620587352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/lua-cheia-ao-lado-de-minha-janela-surge.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8537456958620587352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8537456958620587352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/lua-cheia-ao-lado-de-minha-janela-surge.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_lE9iU_Cym9M/TNtGJl1YnWI/AAAAAAAAEwI/5KSm0C4DmQU/s72-c/French%20Toast%20Girl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6978567511067433869</id><published>2011-02-24T16:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:25:32.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SONETO INCERTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/mendes1961/SPQMiGflNAI/AAAAAAAAN1Q/6LySMVp-W2I/s400/12228807189Lu74Px.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 394px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/mendes1961/SPQMiGflNAI/AAAAAAAAN1Q/6LySMVp-W2I/s400/12228807189Lu74Px.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;F&lt;b&gt;oi em setembro que chorei a vida&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;e em passos tortos pus-me a caminhar,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;vesti o futuro, saga prometida,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;quis a centelha perdida no ar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Verti meu pranto numa despedida,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;rumo ao incerto que ousei buscar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Se alguma vez eu me senti vencida,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;só foi o tempo de recomeçar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E nesse quanto de emoção sentida,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;os meses desfilaram devagar,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;no afã das perguntas repetidas.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Confesso que não sei quantas feridas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tiveram de, sozinhas, se curar,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;pra ver o novo ponto de partida.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Basilina Pereira&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6978567511067433869?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6978567511067433869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/soneto-incerto-f-oi-em-setembro-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6978567511067433869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6978567511067433869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/soneto-incerto-f-oi-em-setembro-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/mendes1961/SPQMiGflNAI/AAAAAAAAN1Q/6LySMVp-W2I/s72-c/12228807189Lu74Px.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4050069499983906832</id><published>2011-02-24T16:18:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:23:50.748-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MIRAGEM.....&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_JuxduZcBAVo/TV52C0uZDaI/AAAAAAAACcg/k6g2L9d3blo/s400/5981473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_JuxduZcBAVo/TV52C0uZDaI/AAAAAAAACcg/k6g2L9d3blo/s400/5981473.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;Nada sei de ti...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Mas sei que você é o vulto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Do meu silêncio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Querendo falar de Amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size: 10pt; " &gt;&lt;b&gt;((Mone Lezu))&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="font-size:10.0pt;font-family:&amp;quot;Lucida Handwriting&amp;quot;;color:black; mso-ansi-language:EN-US"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4050069499983906832?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4050069499983906832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/miragem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4050069499983906832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4050069499983906832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/miragem.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_JuxduZcBAVo/TV52C0uZDaI/AAAAAAAACcg/k6g2L9d3blo/s72-c/5981473.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-9035070411288340342</id><published>2011-02-24T16:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:18:49.067-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;QUERO-TE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAL_IpRta_B_vcYQYiOCqbwiNjSVhNb7cSbvcu1DD1ZK-M9BPtLpSadGq4pIoUa6u5eeCxBiNV1AzUALLj58Pz20Am1T1UJdHTrzcBxxsxIhHDoUKyx0h7Y1M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://images.orkut.com/orkut/photos/OgAAAL_IpRta_B_vcYQYiOCqbwiNjSVhNb7cSbvcu1DD1ZK-M9BPtLpSadGq4pIoUa6u5eeCxBiNV1AzUALLj58Pz20Am1T1UJdHTrzcBxxsxIhHDoUKyx0h7Y1M.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quero-te&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: black; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Alem dos sorrisos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: black; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Quando encontram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: black; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;Nossos olhares.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos meus profanos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Encantos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Rasgando minha alma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Navegando nos meus sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero-te adentrando,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trazendo suas fantasias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem pedir licença.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero -te!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Georgia, serif; "&gt;ManyPallo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-9035070411288340342?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/9035070411288340342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/quero-te-quero-te-alem-dos-sorrisos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/9035070411288340342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/9035070411288340342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/quero-te-quero-te-alem-dos-sorrisos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-857225498411263569</id><published>2011-02-24T16:12:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:16:50.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;AMO-TE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JEv84zgu2FM/TV6kmTfqfuI/AAAAAAAAB_c/RozzVuoCu8Y/s400/20071011221850-amor-rev.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 370px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JEv84zgu2FM/TV6kmTfqfuI/AAAAAAAAB_c/RozzVuoCu8Y/s400/20071011221850-amor-rev.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Amo-te e nem sei como aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;existem coisas que não se explica.&lt;br /&gt;Só sei que você preencheu&lt;br /&gt;todo o vazio de minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revelo, como um segredo&lt;br /&gt;que só pertence a nós dois.&lt;br /&gt;Amo- te e nem sei como aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;quero amar-te agora e depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração te entreguei&lt;br /&gt;transbordando inteirinho de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Você chegou e me envolveu&lt;br /&gt;com seu jeito encantador.&lt;br /&gt;Amo-te e nem sei como aconteceu. . .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Denise Pires &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-857225498411263569?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/857225498411263569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amo-te-amo-te-e-nem-sei-como-aconteceu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/857225498411263569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/857225498411263569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amo-te-amo-te-e-nem-sei-como-aconteceu.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_JEv84zgu2FM/TV6kmTfqfuI/AAAAAAAAB_c/RozzVuoCu8Y/s72-c/20071011221850-amor-rev.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8319951455938473808</id><published>2011-02-24T15:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T16:12:15.515-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;AMAR VALE MUITO ! ! !&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tkvzY99MOUA/TV6ls8fXcXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/j-Yh_EP99hs/s400/amor_poetas_img_prc.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 279px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tkvzY99MOUA/TV6ls8fXcXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/j-Yh_EP99hs/s400/amor_poetas_img_prc.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Figuras do pensamento, na&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;linguagem do coração,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;são retalhos das dores,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;enfeitados pela emoção,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;não se pode abrir mão;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Insistências do pensamento,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;relendo o coração,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;são luas, estrelas,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;terras e mares,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;arco íris e sóis,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;desenhos nos ares,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;porque  amar vale muito;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Imaginação a céu aberto,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;nenhum sonho é em vão,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;são cobertos de amor, no&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;paraíso secreto;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;É urgente amar,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Convite no pensamento,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Confirmação no olhar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Marisa de Medeiros&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8319951455938473808?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8319951455938473808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amar-vale-muito-figuras-do-pensamento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8319951455938473808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8319951455938473808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amar-vale-muito-figuras-do-pensamento.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_tkvzY99MOUA/TV6ls8fXcXI/AAAAAAAABHQ/j-Yh_EP99hs/s72-c/amor_poetas_img_prc.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-553207662824061238</id><published>2011-02-24T15:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:55:49.124-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;SE EU NÃO TE VER HOJE...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TMCSz5cQwxI/AAAAAAAADz4/DFv44rlSoTw/s400/anjo_louro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 241px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TMCSz5cQwxI/AAAAAAAADz4/DFv44rlSoTw/s400/anjo_louro.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se eu não te ver hoje,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;se cuida porque amanhã&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu quero te ver sorrindo&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;com sorrisos gostosos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;iluminando minha vida.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se eu não te ver hoje,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;amanhã quero um longo abraço&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;daqueles que só você sabe dar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero sentir teus braços &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;em forma de laços ao me abraçar.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se eu não te ver hoje,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;guarde o seu tempo só para mim&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero ficar ao teu lado, te amar!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Sorrir, ser imensamente feliz.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se eu não te ver hoje,&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;me coloque em teus sonhos&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;sonhe lindo, porque amanhã&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;eu quero viver este teu sonho&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;juntinho com você, sonhe!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Se eu não te ver hoje &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;quero que saiba que:&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;O amor é inenarrável &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;e eu nem sei te explicar, &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;só sentir!...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;( Joe Luigi )&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-553207662824061238?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/553207662824061238/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/se-eu-nao-te-ver-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/553207662824061238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/553207662824061238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/se-eu-nao-te-ver-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TMCSz5cQwxI/AAAAAAAADz4/DFv44rlSoTw/s72-c/anjo_louro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-351667519178752462</id><published>2011-02-24T15:51:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:53:40.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;BEM AVENTURADOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_XEoPeSCZVYU/TWTlEPKcNoI/AAAAAAAAACU/WlHryCuRin0/s400/crian%C3%A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_XEoPeSCZVYU/TWTlEPKcNoI/AAAAAAAAACU/WlHryCuRin0/s400/crian%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bem aventurados são os que não se calam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Denunciando as injustiças entre irmãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vozes corajosas que entre as multidões ecoam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para que sejam ouvidas por toda a nação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bem aventurados são os promotores da paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que não desistem de lutar pela vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sendo comumente incompreendidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas não esmorecem de seus ideais voltando atrás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bem aventuradas as pessoas que são injustiçadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E por tantos são tratados como malfeitoras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que pela cor, etnias, pobreza são humilhadas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bem aventurados são todos que não acomodam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que não tem olhos voltados apenas para si mesmo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sendo despojados e convictos no amor que acreditam.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ataíde Lemos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-351667519178752462?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/351667519178752462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/bem-aventurados-bem-aventurados-sao-os.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/351667519178752462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/351667519178752462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/bem-aventurados-bem-aventurados-sao-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_XEoPeSCZVYU/TWTlEPKcNoI/AAAAAAAAACU/WlHryCuRin0/s72-c/crian%C3%A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5804717077264223800</id><published>2011-02-24T15:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:51:24.626-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;b&gt;DEFINIÇÃO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_YbCTiKJLSIc/TGQhzg-FY0I/AAAAAAAAHac/79RCijmlXoQ/s640/ui.png.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 482px; height: 544px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_YbCTiKJLSIc/TGQhzg-FY0I/AAAAAAAAHac/79RCijmlXoQ/s640/ui.png.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Poesía é para mim&lt;br /&gt;passeio de pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;palavras sem rumo ou direção&lt;br /&gt;bailando.soltas ao vento&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Poesia, ém harmonia&lt;br /&gt;louva a Deus e a criação&lt;br /&gt;se perdendo pela vida&lt;br /&gt;em um võo de coração.&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Então sigo. assim.&lt;br /&gt;vivendo de emoção&lt;br /&gt;sigo o doce correnteza&lt;br /&gt;do meu rio. coração.&lt;br /&gt;**&lt;br /&gt;Procuro deixar no caminho&lt;br /&gt;da vida ao percorre-la&lt;br /&gt;muita semente de amor.&lt;br /&gt;seguindo. rastro de estrelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;***Silvia Maria Rocha***&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5804717077264223800?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5804717077264223800/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/definicao-poesia-e-para-mim-passeio-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5804717077264223800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5804717077264223800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/definicao-poesia-e-para-mim-passeio-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_YbCTiKJLSIc/TGQhzg-FY0I/AAAAAAAAHac/79RCijmlXoQ/s72-c/ui.png.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-885028874339801657</id><published>2011-02-24T15:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:47:13.637-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NEuJvFPoHAs/TWO3ip5bopI/AAAAAAAADRs/voyObyP1Hc4/s800/Animation1FFFFFFF.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 454px; height: 665px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NEuJvFPoHAs/TWO3ip5bopI/AAAAAAAADRs/voyObyP1Hc4/s800/Animation1FFFFFFF.gif.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;na hora em que os corpos&lt;br /&gt;se encontram&lt;br /&gt;se entregam&lt;br /&gt;se amam...&lt;br /&gt;o tempo para&lt;br /&gt;e tudo fica lá fora&lt;br /&gt;nada mais importa...&lt;br /&gt;só eu e você&lt;br /&gt;e o prazer de amar&lt;br /&gt;completamente&lt;br /&gt;de corpo e alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Luna Lua)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-885028874339801657?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/885028874339801657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-hora-em-que-os-corpos-se-encontram.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/885028874339801657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/885028874339801657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-hora-em-que-os-corpos-se-encontram.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_NEuJvFPoHAs/TWO3ip5bopI/AAAAAAAADRs/voyObyP1Hc4/s72-c/Animation1FFFFFFF.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8588535502284613356</id><published>2011-02-24T15:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:46:00.747-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NEuJvFPoHAs/TV1yQh10owI/AAAAAAAADOo/IA8GsN8ioMs/s800/Poema.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 346px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NEuJvFPoHAs/TV1yQh10owI/AAAAAAAADOo/IA8GsN8ioMs/s800/Poema.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;Quero roubar-te a paz,&lt;br /&gt;Não te deixar sossegar&lt;br /&gt;Jamais...&lt;br /&gt;Quero plantar meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;Em ti, viciar-te até não&lt;br /&gt;Poderes mais, viver&lt;br /&gt;Sem mim!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andréa Fênix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8588535502284613356?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8588535502284613356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/quero-roubar-te-paz-nao-te-deixar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8588535502284613356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8588535502284613356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/quero-roubar-te-paz-nao-te-deixar.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_NEuJvFPoHAs/TV1yQh10owI/AAAAAAAADOo/IA8GsN8ioMs/s72-c/Poema.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5778285947737240718</id><published>2011-02-24T15:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:44:39.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.google.com/virgilanelessa/R4aeQyVtjLI/AAAAAAAAANo/kY36JdZQCsk/s400/olhar%252520dentro.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://lh3.google.com/virgilanelessa/R4aeQyVtjLI/AAAAAAAAANo/kY36JdZQCsk/s400/olhar%252520dentro.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;" Há um infinito&lt;br /&gt;silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Nesta imensidão&lt;br /&gt;que me abraça.&lt;br /&gt;Estreita e arde&lt;br /&gt;Nasce e passa ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=- Bruno de Paula -=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5778285947737240718?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5778285947737240718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/ha-um-infinito-silencio-nesta-imensidao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5778285947737240718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5778285947737240718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/ha-um-infinito-silencio-nesta-imensidao.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8400813455693531687</id><published>2011-02-24T15:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:43:30.544-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;AMOR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IgmIG9W3t08/SlgtYnVw7kI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_fYDSHdUNTc/s400/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IgmIG9W3t08/SlgtYnVw7kI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_fYDSHdUNTc/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Brinco com as palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto tua falta&lt;br /&gt;Saudade que maltrata&lt;br /&gt;Coisa mais ingrata!&lt;br /&gt;Aqui assentada&lt;br /&gt;Sem pensar em nada,&lt;br /&gt;Tendo na boca&lt;br /&gt;O gosto do teu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo meus instintos&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me faminta.&lt;br /&gt;Homem surpreendente!&lt;br /&gt;Toma para si&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;Faça dele&lt;br /&gt;Teu aconchego,&lt;br /&gt;Teu desejo,&lt;br /&gt;Venha meu amado!&lt;br /&gt;O sonho de amarte&lt;br /&gt;É a minha maior&lt;br /&gt;Verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARCIA ROCHA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8400813455693531687?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8400813455693531687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amor-brinco-com-as-palavras-sinto-tua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8400813455693531687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8400813455693531687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/amor-brinco-com-as-palavras-sinto-tua.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IgmIG9W3t08/SlgtYnVw7kI/AAAAAAAAAEw/_fYDSHdUNTc/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-7541905700265758709</id><published>2011-02-24T15:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:41:04.196-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;ESTRADA DA MINHA VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TWW7utvSNBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/FCKtZEt-gxw/s400/Coisas-bonitas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 325px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TWW7utvSNBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/FCKtZEt-gxw/s400/Coisas-bonitas.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estrada que caminharei sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A procura de uma melhor saída&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esta estrada eu trago em minha mente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desde o início de minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando nasci neste mundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lentamente comecei a aprender&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De repente aprendi em um segundo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os caminhos que eu iria percorrer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estrada que se tornou tão perfeita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jamais pegarei uma outra direção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minhas vontades todas foram feitas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Devido minha própria dedicação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha vida foi feita com carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Minha estrada sempre será bem florida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sei!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que nas roseiras existem muitos espinhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É assim a minha longa estrada da vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***Odete Poesia***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7541905700265758709?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7541905700265758709/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/estrada-da-minha-vida-estrada-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7541905700265758709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7541905700265758709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/estrada-da-minha-vida-estrada-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TWW7utvSNBI/AAAAAAAAA5s/FCKtZEt-gxw/s72-c/Coisas-bonitas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8217304198095425911</id><published>2011-02-24T15:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:39:03.825-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BkRa0Adp_vA/TToHkAgMWFI/AAAAAAAAPFw/K_5RgFSdDMU/66.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BkRa0Adp_vA/TToHkAgMWFI/AAAAAAAAPFw/K_5RgFSdDMU/66.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na epiderme&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um desejo puro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como água cristalina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que traz um olhar penetrante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desvendando segredos profundos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na essência do viver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há um fogo incessante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que torna o ser vulnerável&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Miragem de pouca duração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doçura do mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ternura infinita&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coragem guerreira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acalentando sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Guardando nas mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O sal da vida!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dani Mello&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8217304198095425911?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8217304198095425911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-epiderme-um-desejo-puro-como-agua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8217304198095425911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8217304198095425911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-epiderme-um-desejo-puro-como-agua.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_BkRa0Adp_vA/TToHkAgMWFI/AAAAAAAAPFw/K_5RgFSdDMU/s72-c/66.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-7290635738288378788</id><published>2011-02-24T15:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:37:13.287-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;DIVAGANDO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8iOJ0ig4elg/TWXLOnzr7cI/AAAAAAAABKs/rar0Oj276-s/s300/2369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8iOJ0ig4elg/TWXLOnzr7cI/AAAAAAAABKs/rar0Oj276-s/s300/2369.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na madrugada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;estou vagando pela tua casa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;despida, o desejo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;queimando como brasa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e da tua cama, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me aproximo cuidadosa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por quanto tempo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;olho-te adormecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelo cansaço do dia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;já vencido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e eu querendo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ser a amante amorosa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu não sabes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que quero ser saciada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pelo teu corpo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e que venho pra ser amada,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;louca por teus beijos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;doida de paixão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Volto, guardando &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na mente a tua imagem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já amanhece &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e só encontrei a coragem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nas asas da minha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;desvairada imaginação!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arethuza Viana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7290635738288378788?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7290635738288378788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/divagando-na-madrugada-estou-vagando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7290635738288378788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7290635738288378788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/divagando-na-madrugada-estou-vagando.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_8iOJ0ig4elg/TWXLOnzr7cI/AAAAAAAABKs/rar0Oj276-s/s72-c/2369.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-362038151464810926</id><published>2011-02-24T15:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:35:17.922-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;NA BUSCA DA ESPERANÇA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2Nnvsc4XZQE/R4-W5_wL_II/AAAAAAAAAcg/L0HG49T1kdg/perfilluar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2Nnvsc4XZQE/R4-W5_wL_II/AAAAAAAAAcg/L0HG49T1kdg/perfilluar.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Na morbidez da noite&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;piso com passos leves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em busca da esperança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que é tudo que me resta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Espero ser acarinhada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em cada novo amanhecer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas meu pranto fica silencioso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois aqui você não chegou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Graciela da Cunha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-362038151464810926?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/362038151464810926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-busca-da-esperanca-na-morbidez-da.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/362038151464810926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/362038151464810926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/na-busca-da-esperanca-na-morbidez-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_2Nnvsc4XZQE/R4-W5_wL_II/AAAAAAAAAcg/L0HG49T1kdg/s72-c/perfilluar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2887913826291115453</id><published>2011-02-24T15:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-24T15:33:03.612-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MESMO QUE EM SONHOS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Invada meus sonhos e me ame&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Arrombe meu quarto e me tome&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Desnude meu corpo e se encante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Se aposse de minha cama&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Me deixe em chamas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Me tire pra dançar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Me ensina seus passos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Na dança do acasalamento&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Eu te acompanho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Num mesmo compasso&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Num mesmo rítimo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Corpo colado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Desejo confessado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Toque minha pele e me arrepie&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Possua-me totalmente e me dê prazer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Entre nos meus sonhos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Sacie meus desejos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Nada me deixe pensar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Me cale com seu beijo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Com sua volúpia gostosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Atice meu fogo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Me faça fogosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Gulosa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Que você quer saciar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Até se fartar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Mesmo que em sonhos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;Me ame...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s400/casal-6-6-9.jpg"&gt;(Vera Helena)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2887913826291115453?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2887913826291115453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/mesmo-que-em-sonhos-invada-meus-sonhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2887913826291115453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2887913826291115453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/02/mesmo-que-em-sonhos-invada-meus-sonhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_6duVdqX3SD4/SdV5QhC5ZNI/AAAAAAAAAyU/n3-WnVQRcBg/s72-c/casal-6-6-9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5412561992615821347</id><published>2011-01-06T18:31:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T18:32:48.693-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;FLOR DO MOCAMBO&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ffPGJhsuEbU/SYeNN6kWG5I/AAAAAAAACYE/AYScJPQzUjg/s512/1233343153lHJLQKs%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 512px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ffPGJhsuEbU/SYeNN6kWG5I/AAAAAAAACYE/AYScJPQzUjg/s512/1233343153lHJLQKs%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Procuro-te na flor do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mato, mórbida flor do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mocambo, tua saudade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é tanta, que estás me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;matando, já que vives&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;entre espinhos, como&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a flor do cacto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pela certeza de te achar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;acesa e vasta a paixão se&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;emprenha de (in)exatos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e (in)definidos sóis.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indecentemente sórdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e bela, inclina-te a olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como os girassóis os que&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;passam e não se acanha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em dizer...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que me amas na hora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;da seiva em tuas teias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;quando me beijas tórrida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o.vasconcelos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5412561992615821347?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5412561992615821347/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/flor-do-mocambo-procuro-te-na-flor-do.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5412561992615821347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5412561992615821347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/flor-do-mocambo-procuro-te-na-flor-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ffPGJhsuEbU/SYeNN6kWG5I/AAAAAAAACYE/AYScJPQzUjg/s72-c/1233343153lHJLQKs%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-407624682233737171</id><published>2011-01-06T17:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:54:32.085-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;AMOR X.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LywS4v9UXdk/TO0C-fiIe0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hccAzEpAFHM/s400/1453672.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_LywS4v9UXdk/TO0C-fiIe0I/AAAAAAAAAFE/hccAzEpAFHM/s400/1453672.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desconheço outro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a ocupar proporção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de tamanha imensidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;aos olhos desta poeta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sê-lo único dentre todos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Simplesmente, obviamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;meu coração, meu locutor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seja da inocente ternura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a paixão, uma loucura!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sê-lo mútuo, uno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pudera escolher&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fazer o que?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Experimente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alimente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deseje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Queira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ensine&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prove&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aprenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vale a pena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ter nos braços&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;teu ser amado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só um porém!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não espere demais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ame e nada mais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Sigrid Spolzino)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-407624682233737171?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/407624682233737171/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/amor-x.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/407624682233737171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/407624682233737171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/amor-x.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. 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Essas se perderam ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 16px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Maria Eduarda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7211867604391788754?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7211867604391788754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/nossas-bocas-se-encontraram-teus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7211867604391788754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7211867604391788754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/nossas-bocas-se-encontraram-teus-olhos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_dVUzvKiNHXs/TJFKiUBpRcI/AAAAAAAAAYE/rEIBXR6jlvk/s72-c/m124.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6896020314511190768</id><published>2011-01-06T17:47:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:48:21.999-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TO5XVeSF9UI/AAAAAAAAAR4/SbQAeFQBErA/s400/OgAAAG3EhS3NnairFMPDptm7IqinBY0AR0y_C44NlPlRZTE__MUyxNlI7SxBb-8B9Zex-uiD_IY_-XDv8SY8nAIp5OoAm1T1UM6DUNPAfEhgER4PVlskg8YjUrfU.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TO5XVeSF9UI/AAAAAAAAAR4/SbQAeFQBErA/s400/OgAAAG3EhS3NnairFMPDptm7IqinBY0AR0y_C44NlPlRZTE__MUyxNlI7SxBb-8B9Zex-uiD_IY_-XDv8SY8nAIp5OoAm1T1UM6DUNPAfEhgER4PVlskg8YjUrfU.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tem dias que são&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como tempestades!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Turbulentos!..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Outros vêm com uma &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;brisa suave...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acalentando o coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixe que a magia da vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Invada sua alma!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Saboreie-a com avidez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;São momentos felizes!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aproveite-os!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria Bonfá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6896020314511190768?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6896020314511190768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/tem-dias-que-sao-como-tempestades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6896020314511190768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6896020314511190768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/tem-dias-que-sao-como-tempestades.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TO5XVeSF9UI/AAAAAAAAAR4/SbQAeFQBErA/s72-c/OgAAAG3EhS3NnairFMPDptm7IqinBY0AR0y_C44NlPlRZTE__MUyxNlI7SxBb-8B9Zex-uiD_IY_-XDv8SY8nAIp5OoAm1T1UM6DUNPAfEhgER4PVlskg8YjUrfU.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-1131731637178931553</id><published>2011-01-06T17:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:47:04.263-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;INSTANTE...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TO5L7apVsiI/AAAAAAAABtc/7o0E4wn2D8w/s400/untitled444.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 337px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TO5L7apVsiI/AAAAAAAABtc/7o0E4wn2D8w/s400/untitled444.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por um instante...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tira me desta hibernação&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dê me asas como a cigarra&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pra voar e quebrar o silêncio &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Entre nos dois com uma canção&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por um instante ...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Diz que vai ficar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Venha até a prateleira me pegar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A saudade e a solidão são gêmeas feias&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que me fecha o cerco &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;E não me deixa continuar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por um instante...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Não me salve com a verdade&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Deixa me viver neste bluff...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Que você vai voltar.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;MelzinhaAprendiz&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-1131731637178931553?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1131731637178931553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/instante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1131731637178931553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1131731637178931553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/instante.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TO5L7apVsiI/AAAAAAAABtc/7o0E4wn2D8w/s72-c/untitled444.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6242738531583106931</id><published>2011-01-06T17:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:45:36.254-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;EMBUSTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmnKfTZi4s/TOzptI-e6II/AAAAAAAABv4/5Gxn0Ht5dpQ/s640/juj.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 550px; height: 344px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmnKfTZi4s/TOzptI-e6II/AAAAAAAABv4/5Gxn0Ht5dpQ/s640/juj.bmp" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Abraços...e &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;palavras...e sorrisos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E atitudes tão calmas, tão serenas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chamadas de &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;atenções, roubos de cenas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deliciosos beijos de improviso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Inesperadas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;transas sem aviso,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o cheiro adocicado de alfazema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enchendo nosso quarto. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E um poema,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De quando poetar, era preciso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vivíamos assim, mas foste &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;embora.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando (além de foto sobre a mesa)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um peito...um coração que &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sempre chora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que pena... que reclama... que delira...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E que tem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;somente agora a certeza,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que aquilo tudo, tudo era mentira! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Jenario de Fatima)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6242738531583106931?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6242738531583106931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/embuste-abracos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6242738531583106931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6242738531583106931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/embuste-abracos.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_RRmnKfTZi4s/TOzptI-e6II/AAAAAAAABv4/5Gxn0Ht5dpQ/s72-c/juj.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5328114146146507312</id><published>2011-01-06T17:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:44:02.055-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;DIÁLOGO INOCENTE&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.google.com/_65Yc2zY0xqY/TO1-50mAAgI/AAAAAAAACCU/IuHdbNgMGXE/s400/ANSIDOLAND.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://lh5.google.com/_65Yc2zY0xqY/TO1-50mAAgI/AAAAAAAACCU/IuHdbNgMGXE/s400/ANSIDOLAND.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sabe quando o sol vai saindo em meio às nuvens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo uma extensa sombra crescente estrada a fora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Sim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu tentava pegar ele, mas nunca conseguia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Ele te namorava.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas ele fugia de mim...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E porque você o seguia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Aquele brilho me encantava,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E ele aquecia minha pele como ninguém.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- E o teu brilho o encantava, ele gostava de te sentir,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E quando ele fugia, só queria que você o seguisse...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dolce Bárbara&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5328114146146507312?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5328114146146507312/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/dialogo-inocente-sabe-quando-o-sol-vai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5328114146146507312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5328114146146507312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/dialogo-inocente-sabe-quando-o-sol-vai.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-431514452589103945</id><published>2011-01-06T17:40:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:42:22.125-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CAMUFLEI MINHA DOR.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TO6CCwiXVUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/oHSnhFFSveA/s400/d23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TO6CCwiXVUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/oHSnhFFSveA/s400/d23.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A noite passada &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sob as margens,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Da minha insônia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Os sons dos violinos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que embalavam meu sono.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Também em seus acordes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entoavam minha dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como, se minha alma, fosse o arco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Das quatro cordas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E meu coração, o maestro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que regia as músicas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste emaranhado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De saudades delirantes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esperei o dia....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E camuflei minha dor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ManyPallo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-431514452589103945?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/431514452589103945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/camuflei-minha-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/431514452589103945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/431514452589103945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/camuflei-minha-dor.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TO6CCwiXVUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/oHSnhFFSveA/s72-c/d23.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2521342771223457263</id><published>2011-01-06T17:39:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:40:32.361-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hHLIQfPzsXM/SS8T2280ImI/AAAAAAAAEr8/rBtvmAHRvFQ/s400/elisa.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hHLIQfPzsXM/SS8T2280ImI/AAAAAAAAEr8/rBtvmAHRvFQ/s400/elisa.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Conheço tão profundamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;minha loucura, que meus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;raros momentos de lucidez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;me são tão desinteressantes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Louvada sejas Tu, minha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;Santa Insanidade, que me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;exime do medo e do ridículo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Ginna Gaiotti®)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2521342771223457263?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2521342771223457263/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/conheco-tao-profundamente-minha-loucura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2521342771223457263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2521342771223457263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/conheco-tao-profundamente-minha-loucura.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_hHLIQfPzsXM/SS8T2280ImI/AAAAAAAAEr8/rBtvmAHRvFQ/s72-c/elisa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3724475781044153175</id><published>2011-01-06T17:37:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:39:04.900-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;A POESIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.google.com/_XiNYeCNP6ik/TO7X3eVvM9I/AAAAAAAABME/opC5tECfBc4/s400/57.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://lh3.google.com/_XiNYeCNP6ik/TO7X3eVvM9I/AAAAAAAABME/opC5tECfBc4/s400/57.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A tua graça estranha rege o meu destino...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com peito de ouro e rubro me fizeste em paixão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em meus desejos fizeste morada, e a desatino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por teu amor eloquente me prendeu o coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As entranhas pertencentes, e ambiciosas do medo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que são no teu corpo de uma fragrância desejosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;designaram em mim tentações, e em segredo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eu as tenho nas mãos, sem que imperes, formosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como és de mim a vida, o som, o ar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais do que pude ergui-me, aos devaneios loucos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E como pusestes aos céus as minhas noites de luar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;condenado em ti, vejo-me findar, aos poucos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tu és a tormentas que me constrói à eternidade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O fastigioso mal que me impera, para o amor nobre; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;é quem me falta à vida, nos dias de saudade...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas é a que me ama! que me intui, e que me cobre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Poeta Dolandmay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3724475781044153175?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3724475781044153175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/poesia-tua-graca-estranha-rege-o-meu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3724475781044153175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3724475781044153175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/poesia-tua-graca-estranha-rege-o-meu.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-999932619012619447</id><published>2011-01-06T17:32:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:34:09.481-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TQDiNT_BMKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/DX41iy_t294/s400/99JUSTICEIRA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TQDiNT_BMKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/DX41iy_t294/s400/99JUSTICEIRA.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gosto do verbo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tocar!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com ele eu chego em...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sentir...Acariciar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Arrepios deliciosos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Caminhos mapeados&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pelo corpo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trilhas de sensações..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Êxtases infinitos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;..São tantos atalhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e descobertas!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah!... Delicia conjugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;o verbo tocar!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maria Bonfá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-999932619012619447?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/999932619012619447/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/gosto-do-verbo-tocar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/999932619012619447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/999932619012619447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/gosto-do-verbo-tocar.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TQDiNT_BMKI/AAAAAAAAAj8/DX41iy_t294/s72-c/99JUSTICEIRA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8392561589450994214</id><published>2011-01-06T17:29:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:31:48.477-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;EU QUERIA VOAR...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TQDZTp7tpRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u3uEYn2CiMU/s400/EU%20QUERIA%20VOAR%20II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 335px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TQDZTp7tpRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u3uEYn2CiMU/s400/EU%20QUERIA%20VOAR%20II.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por sôbre as ondas do mar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nas copas das árvores pousar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e o sol poder encontrar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e das nuvens me embriagar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e as estrelas seu brilho sugar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para na lua me aconchegar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu queria voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para o mundo poder abraçar. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu quero voar bem alto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para estar junto ao meu eu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois mais alto que êle, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;só encontrar à Deus. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amarilis Pazini Aires &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8392561589450994214?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8392561589450994214/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-queria-voar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8392561589450994214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8392561589450994214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/eu-queria-voar.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TQDZTp7tpRI/AAAAAAAAAGM/u3uEYn2CiMU/s72-c/EU%20QUERIA%20VOAR%20II.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5357445663221681915</id><published>2011-01-06T17:16:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:21:37.543-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MEU AMOR !&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Ep7v8WlsjXc/SW1dVRIkznI/AAAAAAAAPA8/U7MuislpA3U/casalamor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 274px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Ep7v8WlsjXc/SW1dVRIkznI/AAAAAAAAPA8/U7MuislpA3U/casalamor.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em tempos em que não te vias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já sentia que chegarias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trazendo-me quimeras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Porem...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chegaste com mais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trouxe-me a primavera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E os sonetos tribais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tirou-me das inconstâncias,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E dos momentos fugaz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Trouxe-me o sol,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para aquecer-me a alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A lua para iluminar minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E trazer-me calma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chegaste com muito mais!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Acolheste-me em seus braços fortes,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E ensandecidos de paixão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E em todas nossas noites,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deste-me de presente as estrelas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em forma de canção...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Embriagaste-me de desejos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com seus beijos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seguraste minhas mãos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com toda ternura...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E fizeste então...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A mais linda,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De todas as promessas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Proteger-me...Por toda nossa vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ValquíriaCordeiro &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5357445663221681915?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5357445663221681915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-amor-em-tempos-em-que-nao-te-vias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5357445663221681915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5357445663221681915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-amor-em-tempos-em-que-nao-te-vias.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_Ep7v8WlsjXc/SW1dVRIkznI/AAAAAAAAPA8/U7MuislpA3U/s72-c/casalamor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2978408900545614053</id><published>2011-01-06T17:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:15:00.745-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;DESCOBRI AS FLORES...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_i19H9gJgxtw/S5LgRkm1gCI/AAAAAAAAGOY/HG5GwcE6vjk/Geisha12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 406px; height: 281px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_i19H9gJgxtw/S5LgRkm1gCI/AAAAAAAAGOY/HG5GwcE6vjk/Geisha12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descobri que as flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;São cúmplices do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vem sempre acompanhada de sentimentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De momentos inesquecíveis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descobri que as flores têm o dom da beleza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De juntar almas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E fazer do perfume à essência do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Descobri nas flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O carinho delicado da natureza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que mesmo na tristeza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Leva um buquê de rosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Como rainha das flores&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E símbolo do amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De encanto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De encontro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De despedida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais sempre envolvida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E com o amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Claudio Rodrigues Pereira (poeta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2978408900545614053?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2978408900545614053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/descobri-as-flores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2978408900545614053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2978408900545614053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/descobri-as-flores.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_i19H9gJgxtw/S5LgRkm1gCI/AAAAAAAAGOY/HG5GwcE6vjk/s72-c/Geisha12.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-1882908807314606112</id><published>2011-01-06T17:09:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T17:11:50.866-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;SONHOS POR VOCÊ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TQfR_nsI-MI/AAAAAAAAD9A/glqjOdbmLCU/s400/Mo%C3%A7a_com_flor_nos_cabelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TQfR_nsI-MI/AAAAAAAAD9A/glqjOdbmLCU/s400/Mo%C3%A7a_com_flor_nos_cabelos.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por amar você, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mil loucuras eu fiz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quis chamar tua atenção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sonhador que sou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tentei voar bem alto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Com asas feitas de papel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Roubar pra você as estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pintar o céu de outras cores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tudo não passou de sonhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada que eu tentei, não deu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joe Luigi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-1882908807314606112?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1882908807314606112/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/sonhos-por-voce-por-amar-voce-mil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1882908807314606112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1882908807314606112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2011/01/sonhos-por-voce-por-amar-voce-mil.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_5cZJalGlBws/TQfR_nsI-MI/AAAAAAAAD9A/glqjOdbmLCU/s72-c/Mo%C3%A7a_com_flor_nos_cabelos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5620752048300042674</id><published>2010-12-02T18:12:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T18:13:51.808-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;***PROCURO-TE***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.google.com/_65Yc2zY0xqY/TOaAr0WZ3rI/AAAAAAAACAs/BzAq9Dn0DGs/s400/podoland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 326px; HEIGHT: 396px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh3.google.com/_65Yc2zY0xqY/TOaAr0WZ3rI/AAAAAAAACAs/BzAq9Dn0DGs/s400/podoland.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu saio tão louca e tão desperada,&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma totalmente desatinada&lt;br /&gt;Nem me importas se estou calçada&lt;br /&gt;Ser eu, já não é mais de minh'alçada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro-te nos mínimos detalhes da rua&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que já não sou mais dona da lua..&lt;br /&gt;Desequilibrada na quimera me coloco nua&lt;br /&gt;A saudade necessita de uma posição tua!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro-te nos sonhos e no despertar&lt;br /&gt;Nas vidas e na complicada caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Nas noites que rendem-se ao sol brilhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro-te como uma única lembrança&lt;br /&gt;Talvez por ser ainda tão pura e criança&lt;br /&gt;Eu ainda espero um dia te encontrar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irlene Chagas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5620752048300042674?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5620752048300042674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/procuro-te-eu-saio-tao-louca-e-tao.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5620752048300042674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5620752048300042674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/procuro-te-eu-saio-tao-louca-e-tao.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6047042923843188107</id><published>2010-12-02T17:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:39:22.858-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2441/4002013249_7dabdb07bc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 289px; HEIGHT: 385px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2441/4002013249_7dabdb07bc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img class="gl_photo" border="0" alt="Adicionar imagem" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Cuidado com a solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo provada&lt;br /&gt;Em doses homeopáticas,&lt;br /&gt;Ela vicia ... "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=- Bruno de Paula -=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6047042923843188107?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6047042923843188107/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/cuidado-com-solidao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6047042923843188107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6047042923843188107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/cuidado-com-solidao.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2441/4002013249_7dabdb07bc_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8562739318648820932</id><published>2010-12-02T17:36:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:38:17.101-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VALISE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TPUkMlhmIxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7Vo01ZwrMto/s400/valise%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TPUkMlhmIxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7Vo01ZwrMto/s400/valise%201.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prendo-te entre os dedos,&lt;br /&gt;Firmes. Mala de mão.&lt;br /&gt;Guardo:&lt;br /&gt;- meu trabalho, meus documentos,&lt;br /&gt;meus sonhos, minha empolgação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divisórias, bolsos,&lt;br /&gt;Cada qual em seu lugar.&lt;br /&gt;Arrumada ou não,&lt;br /&gt;Encontro tudo,&lt;br /&gt;É só procurar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valise de mão.&lt;br /&gt;Vida&lt;br /&gt;Esperanças,&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Nada se torna em vão,&lt;br /&gt;É um mundo de realização.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMARILIS PAZINI AIRES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8562739318648820932?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8562739318648820932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/valise-prendo-te-entre-os-dedos-firmes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8562739318648820932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8562739318648820932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/valise-prendo-te-entre-os-dedos-firmes.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TPUkMlhmIxI/AAAAAAAAAFs/7Vo01ZwrMto/s72-c/valise%201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4389815741812381202</id><published>2010-12-02T17:35:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:36:43.782-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DÁDIVA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_X66tj_fcVa8/TPYxaIJDThI/AAAAAAAABQA/6GyIdLxCKjo/s400/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 271px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_X66tj_fcVa8/TPYxaIJDThI/AAAAAAAABQA/6GyIdLxCKjo/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço-me sempre quando...&lt;br /&gt;No verso de amor te encontro e&lt;br /&gt;absorvo reticências apaixonadas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando na saudade entrego-me a canção de&lt;br /&gt;amor que aquece a alma e suspiros&lt;br /&gt;tem o teu nome.&lt;br /&gt;Na emoção quase menina e o coração&lt;br /&gt;arde-se em desejos por ti.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o olhar é tomado por alguma&lt;br /&gt;lágrima enfeitada de ternura&lt;br /&gt;e o pensamento corre em busca de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Esqueço-me sempre quando a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;só se traduz na minha maior verdade:&lt;br /&gt;a dádiva da tua Existência,&lt;br /&gt;O cheiro bom de amor que exala da tua&lt;br /&gt;Vida!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Cida Luz) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4389815741812381202?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4389815741812381202/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/dadiva-esqueco-me-sempre-quando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4389815741812381202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4389815741812381202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/dadiva-esqueco-me-sempre-quando.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_X66tj_fcVa8/TPYxaIJDThI/AAAAAAAABQA/6GyIdLxCKjo/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-536896141694250012</id><published>2010-12-02T17:33:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:35:13.011-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PARAISO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TPY3pzPKyLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/C8EyENMAWa0/s400/PARAISO%204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TPY3pzPKyLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/C8EyENMAWa0/s400/PARAISO%204.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abri a porta e entrei...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei Senhor, pelas tuas mãos caminhei,&lt;br /&gt;Abracei este Paraiso de amor,&lt;br /&gt;E o meu sonho realizei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verdejantes matas iluminam os meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;A sinfônica dos pássaros desfiam a melodia,&lt;br /&gt;A paz invade este recanto,&lt;br /&gt;Renovando a alma, à cada dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada Senhor por mais este presente,&lt;br /&gt;É a esperança viva se realizando,&lt;br /&gt;Abri os portões da vida e acreditei,&lt;br /&gt;Neste mundo de amor, é o Paraiso...confiei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AMARILIS PAZINI AIRES &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-536896141694250012?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/536896141694250012/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/paraiso-abri-porta-e-entrei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/536896141694250012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/536896141694250012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/paraiso-abri-porta-e-entrei.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_WsG184eZVzk/TPY3pzPKyLI/AAAAAAAAAF0/C8EyENMAWa0/s72-c/PARAISO%204.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6789981524943280469</id><published>2010-12-02T17:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:33:38.757-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sp_dbtx_s-A/S5Wfb1MNjrI/AAAAAAAABwE/9IjKwLmfjf8/s320/22682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sp_dbtx_s-A/S5Wfb1MNjrI/AAAAAAAABwE/9IjKwLmfjf8/s320/22682.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Logo que acorda&lt;br /&gt;O dia saúda&lt;br /&gt;A rosa mais bonita.&lt;br /&gt;Nasceste divina,&lt;br /&gt;És mulher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tua defesa é a ternura&lt;br /&gt;Tua arma o batom&lt;br /&gt;Sorriso que fascina&lt;br /&gt;Olhar que domina&lt;br /&gt;És mulher !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andar, firme e elegante&lt;br /&gt;Tuas curvas inspiram desejos&lt;br /&gt;Presença insubstituível&lt;br /&gt;O bem maior de qualquer homem&lt;br /&gt;És mulher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felina e guerreira&lt;br /&gt;Sonhadora e idealista&lt;br /&gt;Protetora e amiga&lt;br /&gt;Curvo-me à tua essência&lt;br /&gt;És mulher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dona da vida&lt;br /&gt;Carinho que embala&lt;br /&gt;Colo que aquece&lt;br /&gt;Peito que amamenta&lt;br /&gt;És Vida ... ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=- Bruno de Paula -= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6789981524943280469?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6789981524943280469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/logo-que-acorda-o-dia-sauda-rosa-mais.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6789981524943280469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6789981524943280469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/logo-que-acorda-o-dia-sauda-rosa-mais.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Sp_dbtx_s-A/S5Wfb1MNjrI/AAAAAAAABwE/9IjKwLmfjf8/s72-c/22682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4503666905665459572</id><published>2010-12-02T17:29:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:30:48.170-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DESEJOS DE UMA CIGANA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TliVVAVe-Oc/TPWe4N_GWoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5T4uzdbOBWg/s400/ATgAAADmc7V3T_sN0HiFKx33z8ZeMcEkHm1M2MlrWE8udRqTyJjCxKgMCRK_Ty3paQKl4CKUo5FhGFQnoAyWJkGsHbioAJtU9VDrN4igd_RbbANTeIg6ei3PgmztSQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 277px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TliVVAVe-Oc/TPWe4N_GWoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5T4uzdbOBWg/s400/ATgAAADmc7V3T_sN0HiFKx33z8ZeMcEkHm1M2MlrWE8udRqTyJjCxKgMCRK_Ty3paQKl4CKUo5FhGFQnoAyWJkGsHbioAJtU9VDrN4igd_RbbANTeIg6ei3PgmztSQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te espero para nos amarmos com toda força de um vulcão!&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que nosso amor não se acabe mas se um dia se acabar&lt;br /&gt;Pode estar certo que nunca vou deixar de te amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dançando te aguardo para te dar todo desejo em fúria.&lt;br /&gt;Você chega e vem me fazendo grandes juras de amor!&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos um pacto que só nós sabemos!&lt;br /&gt;Somos ciganos e honramos nossas leis de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se envolvendo com minha dança, com minhas saias rodadas&lt;br /&gt;Com sua camisa branca e sua faixa vermelha amarrada em sua cintura&lt;br /&gt;Dançávamos e nos olhávamos olhos nos olhos e nestes olhares dizíamos&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que mais queríamos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos tão envolventes que nem percebíamos em meio a uma roda&lt;br /&gt;Onde nossos irmãos ciganos alegres cortejavam soltando fitas coloridas nos&lt;br /&gt;Desejando um futuro brilhante com as forças dos Deuses ciganos a proteger.....&lt;br /&gt;Nosso lindo e mais puro amor!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nancy Amorim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4503666905665459572?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4503666905665459572/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/desejos-de-uma-cigana-te-espero-para.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4503666905665459572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4503666905665459572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/desejos-de-uma-cigana-te-espero-para.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_TliVVAVe-Oc/TPWe4N_GWoI/AAAAAAAAAWs/5T4uzdbOBWg/s72-c/ATgAAADmc7V3T_sN0HiFKx33z8ZeMcEkHm1M2MlrWE8udRqTyJjCxKgMCRK_Ty3paQKl4CKUo5FhGFQnoAyWJkGsHbioAJtU9VDrN4igd_RbbANTeIg6ei3PgmztSQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-560524082576634094</id><published>2010-12-02T17:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:29:27.084-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHUVA... OUTRO SENTIR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4sWrWh7SqP8/SShj5wxrqNI/AAAAAAAAFpw/qhi9gPQfhWg/.png"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 480px; HEIGHT: 360px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4sWrWh7SqP8/SShj5wxrqNI/AAAAAAAAFpw/qhi9gPQfhWg/.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que vontade...&lt;br /&gt;De olhar a chuva...&lt;br /&gt;Assim... Ela deveria me chamar...&lt;br /&gt;Me encanta...&lt;br /&gt;Seu sensível cair...&lt;br /&gt;Molha...&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo...&lt;br /&gt;Minh'alma...&lt;br /&gt;Alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Me faz sentir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolce Bárbara &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-560524082576634094?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/560524082576634094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/chuva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/560524082576634094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/560524082576634094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/chuva.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_4sWrWh7SqP8/SShj5wxrqNI/AAAAAAAAFpw/qhi9gPQfhWg/s72-c/.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-662366337225111868</id><published>2010-12-02T17:26:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:27:43.953-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CERTA MAGIA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TPYyc5BP2NI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xiT4HK8k75w/s400/ATgAAAAbW-c1WguCEf2yg73gsJJQ706_mmTetfSlJyX6p8-NngLBFs0EXOeX79Vv6T-CvjF9Q8qKu8g30pZf-9dJ05FhAJtU9VB5XckWUvLYaJTSOEfQLjgiNn1TCQ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 274px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TPYyc5BP2NI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xiT4HK8k75w/s400/ATgAAAAbW-c1WguCEf2yg73gsJJQ706_mmTetfSlJyX6p8-NngLBFs0EXOeX79Vv6T-CvjF9Q8qKu8g30pZf-9dJ05FhAJtU9VB5XckWUvLYaJTSOEfQLjgiNn1TCQ.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um certo mistério&lt;br /&gt;Uma doce magia&lt;br /&gt;Quando me enlaça&lt;br /&gt;Em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;Provocando-me.&lt;br /&gt;Um florir escarlate na pele&lt;br /&gt;Filetes de cristais na boca.&lt;br /&gt;Liquidas, delicias na língua..&lt;br /&gt;Como borboleta errante.&lt;br /&gt;Desbravando, horizontes&lt;br /&gt;Vôo rasante neste corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Que me clama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ManyPallo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-662366337225111868?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/662366337225111868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/certa-magia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/662366337225111868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/662366337225111868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/certa-magia.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TPYyc5BP2NI/AAAAAAAAAb0/xiT4HK8k75w/s72-c/ATgAAAAbW-c1WguCEf2yg73gsJJQ706_mmTetfSlJyX6p8-NngLBFs0EXOeX79Vv6T-CvjF9Q8qKu8g30pZf-9dJ05FhAJtU9VB5XckWUvLYaJTSOEfQLjgiNn1TCQ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3415989610586054926</id><published>2010-12-02T17:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:26:22.862-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LUA CHEIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_XRun51P21-U/TPZMDJzAcYI/AAAAAAAACk0/9-c2dMjdUPE/s400/LUA-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 325px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_XRun51P21-U/TPZMDJzAcYI/AAAAAAAACk0/9-c2dMjdUPE/s400/LUA-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a Lua lá no céu se torna cheia&lt;br /&gt;Um encanto se traduz no seu brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Acende mistérios como o canto das sereias&lt;br /&gt;E faz o poeta te ver no seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedi a Lua para te levar o meu segredo&lt;br /&gt;E no silêncio te contar bem baixinho&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda a conviver com os seus medos&lt;br /&gt;Que nós vamos iluminar o teu caminho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver é como a Lua e suas fases&lt;br /&gt;Elas mudam, mas a essência permanece&lt;br /&gt;As raízes que se criam são as bases&lt;br /&gt;E assim a vida sempre acontece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe a Lua e se lembre de mim&lt;br /&gt;Olhe as estrelas que querem te contar&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca ninguém te amou tanto assim&lt;br /&gt;E esse segredo pra sempre vou guardar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, a Lua e cada uma das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Que brilham quando brilha o seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jorge Luiz Vargas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3415989610586054926?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3415989610586054926/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/lua-cheia-quando-lua-la-no-ceu-se-torna.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3415989610586054926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3415989610586054926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/lua-cheia-quando-lua-la-no-ceu-se-torna.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_XRun51P21-U/TPZMDJzAcYI/AAAAAAAACk0/9-c2dMjdUPE/s72-c/LUA-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8653547621201222346</id><published>2010-12-02T17:23:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:24:46.935-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Espere-me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZyJNYEXDz48/TPKTjdOFHzI/AAAAAAAAA-g/5UqlHS6SXJA/s400/MO%C3%87A_DEITADA_COM_FLORES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 303px; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZyJNYEXDz48/TPKTjdOFHzI/AAAAAAAAA-g/5UqlHS6SXJA/s400/MO%C3%87A_DEITADA_COM_FLORES.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espere-me só mais um pouco&lt;br /&gt;Logo eu irei chegar&lt;br /&gt;Levando comigo os meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;E uma bagagem imensa de amor.&lt;br /&gt;Pensei num amor bonito, puro&lt;br /&gt;Tecido dia a dia, no decorrer da vida&lt;br /&gt;Selecionado entre os meus momentos&lt;br /&gt;Eu escolhi só os melhores para te dar.&lt;br /&gt;Espere-me, só um pouco mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe Luigi &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8653547621201222346?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8653547621201222346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/espere-me-espere-me-so-mais-um-pouco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8653547621201222346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8653547621201222346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/espere-me-espere-me-so-mais-um-pouco.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_ZyJNYEXDz48/TPKTjdOFHzI/AAAAAAAAA-g/5UqlHS6SXJA/s72-c/MO%C3%87A_DEITADA_COM_FLORES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4753222262061663423</id><published>2010-12-02T17:22:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:23:21.862-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;CONTRADIÇÕES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vLEHJM3AmOE/TPW4umzMpTI/AAAAAAAACOc/qj5DITeLoz0/s400"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 336px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vLEHJM3AmOE/TPW4umzMpTI/AAAAAAAACOc/qj5DITeLoz0/s400/.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falar de amor aquece a alma!&lt;br /&gt;Viver o amor nem sempre nos acalma.&lt;br /&gt;O amor é vivo em si mesmo, é sublime&lt;br /&gt;Ao nascer, cresce durante um tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Acaba lentamente sem que se saiba porque.&lt;br /&gt;Só tem vivacidade se dá prazer! O amor&lt;br /&gt;É como comparar um texto que gostamos, ler&lt;br /&gt;O que não nos agrada, torna-se leitura obrigatória,&lt;br /&gt;Não se tem felicidade obrigatória, não conseguimos&lt;br /&gt;Comer por obrigação, não se faz amor por obrigação,&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode ler por obrigação, não se é feliz por obrigação.&lt;br /&gt;O prazer no amor exige tempo e lentidão, entender e viver&lt;br /&gt;O amor é uma deliciosa experiência. Escrever sobre o amor&lt;br /&gt;É sentir na alma o prazer e a dor da perda,&lt;br /&gt;Contradição que faz do amor a fragilidade perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MÁRCIA ROCHA &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4753222262061663423?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4753222262061663423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/contradicoes-falar-de-amor-aquece-alma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4753222262061663423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4753222262061663423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/contradicoes-falar-de-amor-aquece-alma.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_vLEHJM3AmOE/TPW4umzMpTI/AAAAAAAACOc/qj5DITeLoz0/s72-c/.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-961849869149159760</id><published>2010-12-02T17:20:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T17:21:57.817-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PARTE MINHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Kp5-ieaigKo/TPdxMxZR_NI/AAAAAAAABIY/DFJDeXXS7P0/s"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 300px; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Kp5-ieaigKo/TPdxMxZR_NI/AAAAAAAABIY/DFJDeXXS7P0/s400/4008241.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei mais da vida sem ti&lt;br /&gt;E já nem quero mais saber&lt;br /&gt;Por onde quer que eu vá,&lt;br /&gt;te percebo&lt;br /&gt;Com qualquer letra do alfabeto&lt;br /&gt;é sempre teu nome que escrevo&lt;br /&gt;Já nem lembro mais de mim&lt;br /&gt;quando no tempo do teu não existir&lt;br /&gt;Já não sei mais quais eram as cores dos dias&lt;br /&gt;que antecederam nosso porvir&lt;br /&gt;Não entendo mais nada que não venha de ti&lt;br /&gt;Não busco mais nada que não tenha teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Na sinuosa geografia do teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;é onde assento meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;E eu te amo tanto que,&lt;br /&gt;apenas dizer que te amo&lt;br /&gt;já não mais me consome&lt;br /&gt;Pois há tempos deixastes de ser o meu pão&lt;br /&gt;para tornastes a própria fome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Marcelo Roque) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-961849869149159760?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/961849869149159760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/parte-minha-ja-nao-sei-mais-da-vida-sem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/961849869149159760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/961849869149159760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/12/parte-minha-ja-nao-sei-mais-da-vida-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_Kp5-ieaigKo/TPdxMxZR_NI/AAAAAAAABIY/DFJDeXXS7P0/s72-c/4008241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6483936250682881395</id><published>2010-11-30T14:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T14:21:20.491-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;CAMUFLEI MINHA DOR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TO6CCwiXVUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/oHSnhFFSveA/s400/d23.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TO6CCwiXVUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/oHSnhFFSveA/s400/d23.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite passada&lt;br /&gt;Sob as margens,&lt;br /&gt;Da minha insônia&lt;br /&gt;Os sons dos violinos&lt;br /&gt;Que embalavam meu sono.&lt;br /&gt;Também em seus acordes,&lt;br /&gt;Entoavam minha dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como, se minha alma, fosse o arco.&lt;br /&gt;Das quatro cordas.&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração, o maestro.&lt;br /&gt;Que regia as músicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste emaranhado&lt;br /&gt;De saudades delirantes&lt;br /&gt;Esperei o dia....&lt;br /&gt;E camuflei minha dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ManyPallo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6483936250682881395?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6483936250682881395/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/camuflei-minha-dor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6483936250682881395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6483936250682881395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/camuflei-minha-dor.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/__zQBL45WFWk/TO6CCwiXVUI/AAAAAAAAAZU/oHSnhFFSveA/s72-c/d23.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6801210652351486434</id><published>2010-11-23T19:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:21:35.450-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MADRUGADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hoWEbvrSHqI/TL4kixS_fOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/d_xcvRJLQ60/s500/1445357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 500px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hoWEbvrSHqI/TL4kixS_fOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/d_xcvRJLQ60/s500/1445357.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu tente e anseie, não consigo parar o relógio,&lt;br /&gt;o tic tac ouço bem de longe, cada minuto vai passando...&lt;br /&gt;A minha companheira de poucas horas está prestes a se despedir,&lt;br /&gt;são 5h:20min da manhã, e eu ainda com ela desabafando...&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora largos passos já ouço... Pessoas indo, pessoas voltando...&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fico a sonhar, na esperança de um novo amanhã&lt;br /&gt;poder contigo estar, para minha história assim continuar...&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe, algo de novo nesta cidade,&lt;br /&gt;que nunca para, venha me emocionar...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolce Bárbara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6801210652351486434?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6801210652351486434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/madrugada-por-mais-que-eu-tente-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6801210652351486434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6801210652351486434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/madrugada-por-mais-que-eu-tente-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_hoWEbvrSHqI/TL4kixS_fOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/d_xcvRJLQ60/s72-c/1445357.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4953802562646910618</id><published>2010-11-23T19:18:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:20:19.485-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TESTAMENTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TOfa0-k84ZI/AAAAAAAABrA/y6-U9yOzZEo/s600/111111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 420px; height: 280px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TOfa0-k84ZI/AAAAAAAABrA/y6-U9yOzZEo/s600/111111.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas linhas de um verso atesto,&lt;br /&gt;Gratidão, pelo chão, pela terra,&lt;br /&gt;Alimento e abrigo seguro...&lt;br /&gt;Ao Sol, sua luz e calor,&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida me proporcionou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao prata da Lua, tão fria, tão só,&lt;br /&gt;Que me acompanhou...&lt;br /&gt;A chuva e ao vento,&lt;br /&gt;Que levaram no tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Lágrimas e alguns sentimentos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou grata por seu brilho...&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas!Alegres, crianças no céu!&lt;br /&gt;E por todo amor que nem tive,&lt;br /&gt;Em meus momentos à sós,&lt;br /&gt;Que ao seu lado estive...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pelas palavras que disse,&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias, e que digo,&lt;br /&gt;e direi, até que voce escute,&lt;br /&gt;ou que nunca me perceba...&lt;br /&gt;Pois te amar é meu destino!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo na sombra da tua presença,&lt;br /&gt;Num testamento em silêncio,&lt;br /&gt;Declarando amor a um rochedo...&lt;br /&gt;Navegando em deserto oceano,&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas de meu pensamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Reggina Moon)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4953802562646910618?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4953802562646910618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/testamento-nas-linhas-de-um-verso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4953802562646910618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4953802562646910618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/testamento-nas-linhas-de-um-verso.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TOfa0-k84ZI/AAAAAAAABrA/y6-U9yOzZEo/s72-c/111111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2230338100392212561</id><published>2010-11-23T19:17:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:18:50.170-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIA DA SEMANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buiJTfe6_CA/TOiTXH5z7NI/AAAAAAAACj4/bojQzmLMSS0/s320/casal847.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buiJTfe6_CA/TOiTXH5z7NI/AAAAAAAACj4/bojQzmLMSS0/s320/casal847.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma grafia na pele,&lt;br /&gt;podia até tatuar,&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe marcar&lt;br /&gt;teu nome, teu cheiro,&lt;br /&gt;Teu gosto...&lt;br /&gt;teu mes,  agosto!&lt;br /&gt;Meu esperar,&lt;br /&gt;saudade, desgosto,&lt;br /&gt;O jeito de esconder&lt;br /&gt;as mãos no bolso,&lt;br /&gt;nervoso , disfarçando...&lt;br /&gt;Marcar pra fazer amor,&lt;br /&gt;segunda feira,&lt;br /&gt;Besteira, em qualquer dia&lt;br /&gt;A emoção não muda,&lt;br /&gt;não se iluda...&lt;br /&gt;Está tudo aceso em nós,&lt;br /&gt;Nossos beijos,  nossa voz...&lt;br /&gt;Toma meu corpo, fareja,&lt;br /&gt;encontra o perfume&lt;br /&gt;Que  amas, se arraste&lt;br /&gt;até a cama, mesma cama,&lt;br /&gt;Onde costumas ficar assim,&lt;br /&gt;ausente da vida, de tudo...&lt;br /&gt;Lindo, apaixonado, mudo&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy de Castro-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2230338100392212561?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2230338100392212561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-da-semana-uma-grafia-na-pele-podia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2230338100392212561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2230338100392212561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/dia-da-semana-uma-grafia-na-pele-podia.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_buiJTfe6_CA/TOiTXH5z7NI/AAAAAAAACj4/bojQzmLMSS0/s72-c/casal847.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-234032169052781452</id><published>2010-11-23T19:16:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:17:24.520-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DIAS SANTOS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.google.com/_XiNYeCNP6ik/TOrgMHORjkI/AAAAAAAABLs/3FqXG1yAAVU/s550/diasdolsnd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 321px; height: 550px;" src="http://lh4.google.com/_XiNYeCNP6ik/TOrgMHORjkI/AAAAAAAABLs/3FqXG1yAAVU/s550/diasdolsnd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daqueles malditos seres iludidos&lt;br /&gt;Que na minha frente eu vi passar...&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que são uns tolos caídos&lt;br /&gt;Que nem mesmos sabem amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os meus dias são santos benditos,&lt;br /&gt;As minhas noites, brandas ao luar...&lt;br /&gt;Os meus amores são loucos! Fictos,&lt;br /&gt;Que não me souberam abrandar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago no meu peito um regalo forte&lt;br /&gt;Das brisas mansas d’um norte&lt;br /&gt;Onde poucos advirão de conhecer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para os idolatrados seres pagãos&lt;br /&gt;Erguer-me-ei aos céus minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Para que saibam amar... E viver!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poeta Dolandmay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-234032169052781452?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/234032169052781452/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/dias-santos-daqueles-malditos-seres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/234032169052781452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/234032169052781452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/dias-santos-daqueles-malditos-seres.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-332461108982964841</id><published>2010-11-23T19:14:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:16:11.417-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMOR FUGAZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vLEHJM3AmOE/Sn-SEl-cIkI/AAAAAAAABRY/k0-BQNG3_Q4/s400/amor_misterio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vLEHJM3AmOE/Sn-SEl-cIkI/AAAAAAAABRY/k0-BQNG3_Q4/s400/amor_misterio.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitivamente não satisfaz!&lt;br /&gt;É como se o amor deixasse a beleza&lt;br /&gt;De lado e se embrenhasse na vulgaridade.&lt;br /&gt;Amar com entrega é como colher flores&lt;br /&gt;Na primavera.&lt;br /&gt;A beleza do ato basta para querer-te&lt;br /&gt;Sempre mais e mais.&lt;br /&gt;É o amor que explode a alma no universo&lt;br /&gt;Carnal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(MÁRCIA ROCHA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-332461108982964841?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/332461108982964841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/amor-fugaz-definitivamente-nao-satisfaz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/332461108982964841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/332461108982964841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/amor-fugaz-definitivamente-nao-satisfaz.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_vLEHJM3AmOE/Sn-SEl-cIkI/AAAAAAAABRY/k0-BQNG3_Q4/s72-c/amor_misterio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-640087442661972711</id><published>2010-11-23T19:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:13:36.054-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SONHO DE ESTRELAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_iRg3BmcdtFU/TOsVqpPnLdI/AAAAAAAAH7s/dHlmBTxNZ0w/s400/img%20estrelas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_iRg3BmcdtFU/TOsVqpPnLdI/AAAAAAAAH7s/dHlmBTxNZ0w/s400/img%20estrelas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em sonho&lt;br /&gt;subo às estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Feliz e contente a cantar&lt;br /&gt;Parece-me que ao&lt;br /&gt;vê-las&lt;br /&gt;Minh`alma põe-se a brincar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E fica louca de espanto&lt;br /&gt;Com tanto&lt;br /&gt;brilho e tanta luz&lt;br /&gt;São estrelas com seu manto&lt;br /&gt;Tecido de amor por&lt;br /&gt;Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minh`alma tão pequena&lt;br /&gt;Em meio ao sonho, serena&lt;br /&gt;Resplandece em&lt;br /&gt;tanta paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É como estrela cadente&lt;br /&gt;Que rasga o céu de repente&lt;br /&gt;E muita&lt;br /&gt;sorte nos traz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guida Linhares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-640087442661972711?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/640087442661972711/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sonho-de-estrelas-em-sonho-subo-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/640087442661972711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/640087442661972711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sonho-de-estrelas-em-sonho-subo-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_iRg3BmcdtFU/TOsVqpPnLdI/AAAAAAAAH7s/dHlmBTxNZ0w/s72-c/img%20estrelas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3136648591140765539</id><published>2010-11-23T19:10:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:12:09.653-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;VIDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/__MbLO1A67M4/TOeqTvBIY-I/AAAAAAAABsU/RVlQAeKH6wQ/s400/297.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/__MbLO1A67M4/TOeqTvBIY-I/AAAAAAAABsU/RVlQAeKH6wQ/s400/297.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me chama de vida todo dia,&lt;br /&gt;me mata de saudade toda hora,&lt;br /&gt;me castra a vontade de ficar&lt;br /&gt;me queima de desejo, noite á fóra!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulher de tudo atrevida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;musa da trova sentida&lt;br /&gt;dos poemas, querida,&lt;br /&gt;inspiração de minha poesia...&lt;br /&gt;de toda minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_ Mando Mago Poeta _&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3136648591140765539?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3136648591140765539/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/vida-me-chama-de-vida-todo-dia-me-mata.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3136648591140765539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3136648591140765539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/vida-me-chama-de-vida-todo-dia-me-mata.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/__MbLO1A67M4/TOeqTvBIY-I/AAAAAAAABsU/RVlQAeKH6wQ/s72-c/297.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6284872329239529397</id><published>2010-11-23T19:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:10:37.564-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yk8KW_cYWTg/TOvX1SWXrTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ICA43w0Ijxk/s400/ARMAZEM_002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yk8KW_cYWTg/TOvX1SWXrTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ICA43w0Ijxk/s400/ARMAZEM_002.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais penso ...&lt;br /&gt;Mais distante fico de mim.&lt;br /&gt;São minutos formando muros,&lt;br /&gt;Tecendo labirintos.&lt;br /&gt;Procurando algo,&lt;br /&gt;Que não se sabe onde achar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bruno de Paula -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6284872329239529397?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6284872329239529397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/quanto-mais-penso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6284872329239529397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6284872329239529397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/quanto-mais-penso.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yk8KW_cYWTg/TOvX1SWXrTI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ICA43w0Ijxk/s72-c/ARMAZEM_002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4646124818175536656</id><published>2010-11-23T19:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:09:39.730-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TOuuFigFxJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lQsiQqxLpxU/s400/OQAAAOxEaolXdQM7Ql4IezLOwzF1C5HaBNEF-txl076WpkKMiiNaEmbDW0zKqoOgTDaEKTTUP76C6ZGeeQnkEwFxOZEAm1T1UBteOLCOB-PMG_m1BWk89SBgYsdy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TOuuFigFxJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lQsiQqxLpxU/s400/OQAAAOxEaolXdQM7Ql4IezLOwzF1C5HaBNEF-txl076WpkKMiiNaEmbDW0zKqoOgTDaEKTTUP76C6ZGeeQnkEwFxOZEAm1T1UBteOLCOB-PMG_m1BWk89SBgYsdy.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou amor!...&lt;br /&gt;Em flor a desabrochar!...&lt;br /&gt;Desfaço-me em petálas!..&lt;br /&gt;Entrego-me ao sabor do vento...&lt;br /&gt;Flutuo em tua direção&lt;br /&gt;Para teus caminhos perfumar...&lt;br /&gt;Acolha-me!..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maria Bonfá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4646124818175536656?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4646124818175536656/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sou-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4646124818175536656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4646124818175536656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sou-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_7S-wE7FCFF4/TOuuFigFxJI/AAAAAAAAAMg/lQsiQqxLpxU/s72-c/OQAAAOxEaolXdQM7Ql4IezLOwzF1C5HaBNEF-txl076WpkKMiiNaEmbDW0zKqoOgTDaEKTTUP76C6ZGeeQnkEwFxOZEAm1T1UBteOLCOB-PMG_m1BWk89SBgYsdy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-1054389584185795530</id><published>2010-11-23T19:07:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T19:08:38.064-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TOwOvOYV_8I/AAAAAAAABQk/5LWfkhO-rvA/s400/_4d.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TOwOvOYV_8I/AAAAAAAABQk/5LWfkhO-rvA/s400/_4d.jpeg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrego pessoas encantadas ornadas de flores&lt;br /&gt;e iluminadas pela lua... cheiram tão bem...&lt;br /&gt;são tão especiais que, mesmo quando estou&lt;br /&gt;na escuridão, vejo sempre um ponto de luz&lt;br /&gt;para me acalmar, para poder seguir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(SoninhaBB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-1054389584185795530?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/1054389584185795530/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/carrego-pessoas-encantadas-ornadas-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1054389584185795530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/1054389584185795530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/carrego-pessoas-encantadas-ornadas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TOwOvOYV_8I/AAAAAAAABQk/5LWfkhO-rvA/s72-c/_4d.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-235472838043124101</id><published>2010-11-19T17:29:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:31:39.615-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;É POR TE AMAR &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cQBaMf5G1VA/SYulEEbicJI/AAAAAAAAB-0/JYjECHwN4Vk/s512/abuharbhotromance50.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 512px; height: 367px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cQBaMf5G1VA/SYulEEbicJI/AAAAAAAAB-0/JYjECHwN4Vk/s512/abuharbhotromance50.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É por te amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do jeito que te amo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que vivo à perseguir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tantas estrelas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E cobro delas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a paixão gostosa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E os pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loucos que me dão...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Coisa de céu, desejos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de infinito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só de apalpar  teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tão bonito,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nessas delicias  gozos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de momentos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Morder os beijos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;boca de paixão,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No invejar da obstinada&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lua...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É por te amar do jeito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que te amo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que  a minha vida segue&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em desatino,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nesse destino louco&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de ser tua!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dorothy de Castro - &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-235472838043124101?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/235472838043124101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-por-te-amar-e-por-te-amar-do-jeito.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/235472838043124101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/235472838043124101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-por-te-amar-e-por-te-amar-do-jeito.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_cQBaMf5G1VA/SYulEEbicJI/AAAAAAAAB-0/JYjECHwN4Vk/s72-c/abuharbhotromance50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8562700337759265911</id><published>2010-11-19T17:24:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:26:04.747-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;DE DEUS!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3PKVFUTS5b4/SlP0nKYmKYI/AAAAAAAAABY/eZAmohP_Fus/s400/14934.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3PKVFUTS5b4/SlP0nKYmKYI/AAAAAAAAABY/eZAmohP_Fus/s400/14934.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dos vales profundos de minh’alma,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brotam murmúrios de preces,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Restos de minha santidade perdida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que inda ecoam em meu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Transbordando por meus olhos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Á espera de Deus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Santaroza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8562700337759265911?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8562700337759265911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/de-deus-dos-vales-profundos-de-minhalma.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8562700337759265911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8562700337759265911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/de-deus-dos-vales-profundos-de-minhalma.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_3PKVFUTS5b4/SlP0nKYmKYI/AAAAAAAAABY/eZAmohP_Fus/s72-c/14934.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6510612371341214941</id><published>2010-11-19T17:14:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:16:04.192-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MÁSCARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TNmTOdSM1zI/AAAAAAAAAto/Qb_7TjROyec/s400/BUTTERFLYMASK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TNmTOdSM1zI/AAAAAAAAAto/Qb_7TjROyec/s400/BUTTERFLYMASK.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Qual o rumo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a ser tomado?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perdida já estou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste emaranhado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de pensamentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;loucos e insanos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esta máscara que uso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enganando ser feliz,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;enquanto minha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minha alma chora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;lágrimas de sangue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No meu pranto de dor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hoje me desnudo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;por completo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apreendendo a viver&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com minha amiga&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SOLIDÃO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deixando a máscara cair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;....esta sou EU!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Totalmente desnuda.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Graciela da Cunha)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6510612371341214941?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6510612371341214941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/mascara-qual-o-rumo-ser-tomado-perdida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6510612371341214941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6510612371341214941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/mascara-qual-o-rumo-ser-tomado-perdida.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_cleUlZuinSM/TNmTOdSM1zI/AAAAAAAAAto/Qb_7TjROyec/s72-c/BUTTERFLYMASK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-8065594336881911343</id><published>2010-11-19T17:09:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:14:04.643-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FICO EM ALERTA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TNmufYJN-pI/AAAAAAAAALg/-RCFrSremUI/s400/colibri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TNmufYJN-pI/AAAAAAAAALg/-RCFrSremUI/s400/colibri.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fico sempre em alerta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prestando muita atenção&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não é em qualquer porta aberta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que entra o meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Primeiro vou investigar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se existe merecimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Verifico se posso entrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para fazer meu juramento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um juramento de amizade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De profunda gratidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sem existência de falsidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É a exigência do meu coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estarei sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em alerta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A espera de um amigo chegar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu coração com portas abertas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É só bater que eu peço para entrar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*** Odete Poesia ***&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-8065594336881911343?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/8065594336881911343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/fico-em-alerta-fico-sempre-em-alerta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8065594336881911343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/8065594336881911343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/fico-em-alerta-fico-sempre-em-alerta.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh4.ggpht.com/_A1z2S8zq4ps/TNmufYJN-pI/AAAAAAAAALg/-RCFrSremUI/s72-c/colibri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-7875430620698319697</id><published>2010-11-19T17:08:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:09:40.397-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;NOITE FRIA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.google.com/_XiNYeCNP6ik/TNnA68RFkHI/AAAAAAAABKU/swaiYb8QJDo/s400/fog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.google.com/_XiNYeCNP6ik/TNnA68RFkHI/AAAAAAAABKU/swaiYb8QJDo/s400/fog.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ao longo desta noite,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diante dos teus sentidos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Das tuas palavras cegas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Usarei os poderes dos astros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para iluminar o dilúculo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que te vens frio...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aquecerei a manta que te veste&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre o teu corpo nu,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Botarei em brasa o teu coração,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Num compasso permanente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E diante dos meus afetos vivos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre a luz que me guia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dar-te-ei vida esplêndida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sobre a tua fantasia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Poeta Dolandmay)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-7875430620698319697?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/7875430620698319697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/noite-fria-ao-longo-desta-noite-diante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7875430620698319697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/7875430620698319697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/noite-fria-ao-longo-desta-noite-diante.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5953673086033303320</id><published>2010-11-19T17:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:07:29.441-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;MOÇA!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_dcT9axBK890/SfoH-OY64hI/AAAAAAAAB9w/_hEE4hacU8A/s320/flowers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_dcT9axBK890/SfoH-OY64hI/AAAAAAAAB9w/_hEE4hacU8A/s320/flowers.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moça! Por que ainda hoje quando te vejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me passa pela mente somente o olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Daquela criança?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Sei que o tempo passou, e já não tens mais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A inocência de sua infância...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moça! Por que ainda hoje quando passa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pela calçada, (mas agora de salto alto)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só consigo lembrar-me daquela menina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De pés descalços, a jogar amarelinha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E brincar de ciranda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Mas, por quê? – Por que moça?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moça! Por que ainda hoje quando seus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Enchem-se de lágrimas, agora por motivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Diversos, sentimentos dispersos machucam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais que do que mil palavras?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Por quê? Porque moça?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moça! Por que ainda hoje meu peito aperta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando toma decisões incertas mesmo eu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sabendo que é por pura inexperiência?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Por que moça? - Por quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moça! Tu que entraste em minha vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No momento em que tua mãe deste a luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por mais que cresça!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;- Será sempre minha criança.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Flávio Cardoso Reis)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5953673086033303320?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5953673086033303320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/moca-moca-por-que-ainda-hoje-quando-te.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5953673086033303320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5953673086033303320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/moca-moca-por-que-ainda-hoje-quando-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_dcT9axBK890/SfoH-OY64hI/AAAAAAAAB9w/_hEE4hacU8A/s72-c/flowers.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4963873665941803828</id><published>2010-11-19T16:59:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T17:01:18.919-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6Py2FsZnq3Y/TL5Bny_4geI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j5qR4APxFXk/s400/46634_000s2w00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 342px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6Py2FsZnq3Y/TL5Bny_4geI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j5qR4APxFXk/s400/46634_000s2w00.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;À noite ja é escura mais te vejo chegar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No ar um perfume másculo a me embriagar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste instante de magia minhas asas se abrem &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;um vôo de suaves e leves toques começa a se insinuar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Tocam tua doce face beijando-lhe teu sôfrego fôlego &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prolongando esta urgência dos sentidos em paixão e fogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lete Dias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4963873665941803828?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4963873665941803828/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/noite-ja-e-escura-mais-te-vejo-chegar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4963873665941803828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4963873665941803828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/noite-ja-e-escura-mais-te-vejo-chegar.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_6Py2FsZnq3Y/TL5Bny_4geI/AAAAAAAAA2c/j5qR4APxFXk/s72-c/46634_000s2w00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3853848629147169893</id><published>2010-11-19T16:53:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:59:38.628-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;FLORECEU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uzsrx6Hrw3M/StVGM-NUACI/AAAAAAAAEPc/J7alch6UjjA/s400/xcs.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 304px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uzsrx6Hrw3M/StVGM-NUACI/AAAAAAAAEPc/J7alch6UjjA/s400/xcs.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doce emoção&lt;br /&gt;arrebatou de vez meu&lt;br /&gt;coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ímpeto do amor&lt;br /&gt;radiante em mim&lt;br /&gt;floresceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu gineceu&lt;br /&gt;Fecundado&lt;br /&gt;Agradeceu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao namorado&lt;br /&gt;Um encantado&lt;br /&gt;Androceu&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Graciela da Cunha Bernadette Moscareli)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3853848629147169893?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3853848629147169893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/floreceu-doce-emocao-arrebatou-de-vez.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3853848629147169893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3853848629147169893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/floreceu-doce-emocao-arrebatou-de-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Uzsrx6Hrw3M/StVGM-NUACI/AAAAAAAAEPc/J7alch6UjjA/s72-c/xcs.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-4098078468085349010</id><published>2010-11-19T16:50:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T16:53:27.065-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;AS FLORES....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Txq93PCNvfA/TI1gZ730tLI/AAAAAAAAGeg/zeta2zwWvLs/s400/1265003874LgqdrI1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Txq93PCNvfA/TI1gZ730tLI/AAAAAAAAGeg/zeta2zwWvLs/s400/1265003874LgqdrI1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estas flores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;têm a capacidade de avivar minhas cores,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;colorir meu sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e de me fazer acreditar em sonhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mais:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;posso crer que meus sonhos estão abertos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e prontos para voar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com primeira borboleta da estação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Estas flores todas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que inauguram a primavera,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;têm a capacidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;de acender a luz em meus olhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e iluminar as manhãs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;antes mesmo do sol nascer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ah! estas flores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que inundam minha vida de perfume,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;são elas que me deixam leve feito a brisa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e pronta para ser feliz como um passarinho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basilina Pereira&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-4098078468085349010?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/4098078468085349010/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-flores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4098078468085349010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/4098078468085349010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/as-flores.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh5.ggpht.com/_Txq93PCNvfA/TI1gZ730tLI/AAAAAAAAGeg/zeta2zwWvLs/s72-c/1265003874LgqdrI1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-3982917735078249966</id><published>2010-11-18T18:21:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:22:58.008-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;VERSO IMORTAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TOFWnXa880I/AAAAAAAABp4/bMXbk6EeYoE/s400/2738390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TOFWnXa880I/AAAAAAAABp4/bMXbk6EeYoE/s400/2738390.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje me sinto meia Bilac,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ouvindo as Estrelas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e me perco, me encontro,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;elas só falam de nós!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;É como Florbela diria...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Há uma Primavera em cada vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mas em nossas vidas,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;talvez só a distância exista!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;na Lucidez Perigosa,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que Clarice anunciou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chega Pessoa e comenta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que O amor, quando se revela,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não se sabe revelar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas Drummond advinhou,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;esse Inconfesso Desejo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que por ti se formou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fecho os olhos de saudades,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;como Cecília orientou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas Que não seja imortal,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;posto que é chama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vinícius bem me avisou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sendo como Lya,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apesar do medo,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;escolho a ousadia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Prefiro seguir ao lado teu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Então chega Quintana,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;para me aconselhar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois na vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quem ama inventa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E assim eu o farei...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fazendo do meu amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Um breve verso Imortal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Reggina Moon)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-3982917735078249966?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/3982917735078249966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/verso-imortal-hoje-me-sinto-meia-bilac.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3982917735078249966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/3982917735078249966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/verso-imortal-hoje-me-sinto-meia-bilac.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/_IyNZugmMpiY/TOFWnXa880I/AAAAAAAABp4/bMXbk6EeYoE/s72-c/2738390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-2626648863825791052</id><published>2010-11-18T18:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:21:24.699-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;SONDAS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_r4Pqp17A_gg/TOCAVOXxsiI/AAAAAAAAAZs/VokmCgy8Fck/s400/mulher%20em%20ondas%20de%20flores.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 353px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_r4Pqp17A_gg/TOCAVOXxsiI/AAAAAAAAAZs/VokmCgy8Fck/s400/mulher%20em%20ondas%20de%20flores.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As palavras tristes alcançam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sombras de melancolia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O 0próprio tempo dissipa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No clarão do amanhecer a obscuridade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dos sonhos ficam apenas o perfume das rosas e do&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Amor toda a suavidade da ternura em reticências...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somente as ondas de flores lançam as sementes do bem à germinar.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Débora Neves&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-2626648863825791052?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/2626648863825791052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sondas-as-palavras-tristes-alcancam.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2626648863825791052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/2626648863825791052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/sondas-as-palavras-tristes-alcancam.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/_r4Pqp17A_gg/TOCAVOXxsiI/AAAAAAAAAZs/VokmCgy8Fck/s72-c/mulher%20em%20ondas%20de%20flores.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-6346531702406437807</id><published>2010-11-18T18:15:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:17:01.070-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/uardi7/SKD6DQw0xuI/AAAAAAAAWpQ/WjRBmYsYAHY/1c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 400px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/uardi7/SKD6DQw0xuI/AAAAAAAAWpQ/WjRBmYsYAHY/1c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Semeia as pétalas da fraternidade e da paz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;em teus minutos mais insignificantes &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e a vida te responderá, com a graça &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;do tempo, coroando-te nos cimos do mundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;com a glória da sabedoria e do amor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;no teu próprio engrandecimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( Emmanuel/Chico Xavier )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-6346531702406437807?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/6346531702406437807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/semeia-as-petalas-da-fraternidade-e-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6346531702406437807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/6346531702406437807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/semeia-as-petalas-da-fraternidade-e-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. Star</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08981543962416345054</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_wwxC7LzJ4co/S5lJKPSKnYI/AAAAAAAAAGs/JW9Kiad7NnM/S220/GABRIEL_GARRO_004165_1_1222074166.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh6.ggpht.com/uardi7/SKD6DQw0xuI/AAAAAAAAWpQ/WjRBmYsYAHY/s72-c/1c.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2145287621505348629.post-5599913724833083729</id><published>2010-11-18T18:10:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T18:14:02.341-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;Equilíbrio&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LZbv3aBXxeY/SmqLgL8kU6I/AAAAAAAAC9c/pvkARNtuGqM/s400/.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 382px; height: 327px;" src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_LZbv3aBXxeY/SmqLgL8kU6I/AAAAAAAAC9c/pvkARNtuGqM/s400/.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Equilibre-se minha flor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não me argua, não me acua,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não duvide de mim, de meu querer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;pois é simplesmente a paixão e o amor,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;que me sustentam e me fixam unido a você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Por que então brigar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;nos ferir, nos magoar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você é toda a minha vida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;minha musa única e querida,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sem você não impetro nem poetar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nunca procurarei outro alguém,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;não sou louco em me arriscar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ao tentar manipular a sorte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e a perder meu doce bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isso seria quase a morte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Não cobiço por outro gosto,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;outro corpo, outra pele:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você me maravilha,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;me enobrece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e delicia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ter outra só afirmaria&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;completa insensatez,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;seria eu versus mim,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a cultivar e brotar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;a auto-morbidez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Antônio Poeta)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2145287621505348629-5599913724833083729?l=poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/feeds/5599913724833083729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/equilibrio-equilibre-se-minha-flor-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5599913724833083729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2145287621505348629/posts/default/5599913724833083729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poetaspoetisas.blogspot.com/2010/11/equilibrio-equilibre-se-minha-flor-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>Gabriel G. 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