tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55099265265239278932024-02-07T17:06:03.816-08:00nas ondas da imaginaçãoMel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.comBlogger85125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-130581197410412902011-01-18T17:31:00.000-08:002011-01-18T17:31:00.024-08:00Insensato Coração (mero devaneio)<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Querer de fato eu não quero</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Mas o coração reclama</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Quando acelera o bater</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">difícil conter a chama</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Ardendo dentro do peito</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Muita vez ele me engana</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Talvez só seja reflexo</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Da fértil imaginação</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">que divaga sem limites</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Por conta da solidão</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">E deduz de um afago</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Ser amor ou ser paixão</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Só sei que quando relembro</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Das palavras da beleza</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Do olhar e do sorriso</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">De tanta delicadeza</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Por mais que tente não posso</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">afastar essa certeza</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Qu'é impossível um sentimento</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Com tamanha realeza</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Preciso afastar da mente</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Esse meu pensar insano</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">É melhor sofrer calado</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Que dá vazãonesse plano</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">E arriscar novamente</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">E ser mais um desengano</span><br />
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<img alt="Recados de Paixao para Orkut" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/paixao/paixao7.png" />Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-11330797497327483452011-01-18T02:38:00.000-08:002011-01-18T03:05:56.645-08:00Amor profano<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Se o proibido nos fascina</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Deve ter suas razões de ser</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Há quem diga que é questão de sina</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">A gente sofre sem poder dizer</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Ou poder gritar em cada esquina</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Que encontrou enfin um bem querer</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Essa vida é mesmo engraçada</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Não há quem domine o coração</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Que se encanta com a pessoa errada</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">E nos leva pela contra mão</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Se a alma fica enamorada</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Quase sempre o que nos aguarda</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">É lamento e desilusão</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Surge assim a qualquer momento</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Nem precisa a gente procurar</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">como que trazido pelo vento</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Não escolhe hora nem lugar</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">De repente quando percebemos</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Já envoltos aa enamorar</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">O peito arde a mente divaga</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Perambula sem qualquer pudor</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Por horizontes do imaginário</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Como que não conhece a dor</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Feito fogo de vulcão em chamas</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">É ssim o sofrer de amor</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">É um sentimento tão profundo</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Que nos faz até perder o sono</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">E pensar que em todo o Mundo</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">O amor é cego e é profano</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Deduzir que prá todo o sempre</span><br />
<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Sofreremos por tal desengano</span><br />
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<img alt="Recados de Coracoes para Orkut" height="400" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/coracoes/coraco777.jpg" width="400" />Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-89194611023046756112011-01-14T17:55:00.000-08:002011-01-18T03:27:32.784-08:00De carona no vento<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Se ter alma de poeta</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">É sonhar mesmo acordado</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Acredito tenho um pouco</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Desse sensível legado</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Ou talvez seja somente</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Um sonhador iletrado</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Brinco juntando palavras</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Uma a uma formo versos</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Na fonte do sentimento</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Da vida narro reversos</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Fatos que naturalmente</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Nem as paredes confesso</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Mas sendo em forma de rima</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Digo até frases sem nexo</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Divago além fronteiras</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Pego carona no vento</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">As vezes narro verdades</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Noutras Apenas invento</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Assim engano a mim mesmo</span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Que quem ler fica na dúvida</span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Se as bobagens que rabisco</span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">São devaneio ou lamentos</span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><img alt="Recados de Magico-e-mistico para Orkut" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/magico-e-mistico/magical13.gif" /><br />
Crédito da imagem You Tube</span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-56304866816164695912011-01-08T01:19:00.000-08:002011-01-18T03:28:07.666-08:00Soltando o verbo<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Sempre a noite a mente voa, saudade do que não sei.</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Talvez do tempo perdido, ter outra chance talvez.</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">A vida tem dessas coisas, notamos tarde demais.</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Rememorar o passado quanta lembrança nos traz.</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Devaneiar nós podemos, soltar o verbo em ecesso.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Q'importa pareça brega bradar em forma de verso.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Não precisa ser poeta, prá divagar sem sensura.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Gritar sem soltar a voz, externar nossa amargura.</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Seja breve ou seja intensa, quem não sente solidão.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #45818e;">Vez em quando por tá só, ou em meio a multidão.</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Não sei se é inconsequente, abordar tema insensato.</span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="color: #45818e; font-size: large;">Mas sei que se há motivos se deva narrar tal fato.</span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Crédito imagem: Google</span></span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-66446308182786670932010-12-26T07:58:00.000-08:002011-01-18T03:29:31.263-08:00Cum'era a vida no Sertão<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Sou matuto sou brejeiro</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Me criei nos cafundó</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Sou sertanejo da gema</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Das bandas de Igapó</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Lá quando o Sol tá apino</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Castiga a pele sem dó</span><br />
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<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Campeei gado nas brenha</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Ranquei tôco Fui carreiro</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Morei em casa de taipa</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">A dispois fui ser olero</span><br />
<span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Fiz tijolo até fiz teia</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Pá galinha fiz pulero</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;"><span class="entry-content">Num fiz teia </span><span class="entry-content">cuma <span class="entry-content">aranha</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Mas pá cubrí os celeiro</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Donde guaradava os provento</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Trabaio d'um intero</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Tombém pá fazer tapera</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Qui'abrigava os cumpãiero</span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Nos tempo de trovoada</span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">As gotera pretubava</span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Pingava pru todo lado</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Nus cantinho nois ficava</span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Seu minino num li conto </span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Ocê difice acredita</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">A vida de sertanejo</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Até parece desdita</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Mas juro q'era assim mermo</span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Quem viu de perto acredita</span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Nus tempo di verão brabo</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Nas catinga eu m'infiava</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Mandacarú pru rebanho</span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9;">Era o qui a gente incontra</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Os bichin cumia tanto</span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Qui as veiz até se babava</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Iscola num tinha lá</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Vim istudar quando grande</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Não no sintido de artura</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Pois piquenin inda sou</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Mas falando de idade</span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Cuma dizia vovô</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Mermo assim istudei pouco</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Pois quando vim pá cidade</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Vi tanta muier faceira</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Qui mingracei de verdade</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #a2c4c9;"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content">Poquim aprendí a le</span></span></span></span></span></span><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content">r</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
<span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content"><span class="entry-content" style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Essa'é a pura verdade</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Discurpe as tanta tronchura</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Qui rasbiqei nesses verso</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Mas achei qui era bom</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Contá pá todo Universo</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Qui a vida lá no Sertão</span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-size: large;">Era assim mermo eu confesso</span><br />
<span style="color: #ea9999; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Crédito imagem: </span></em></span><a href="http://www.freedigitalphotos.net/images/view_photog.php?photogid=732"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: x-small;">Prozac1.</span></em></span></a><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTlhKHsvRx4aM0T1l4joJVkLq6U1RRssOu1kMtqm8f_ge9ULTe6_YqLTshp7Y9RCaTy0Sq621a2ylAz2-AdHT6yjzq5uVwfa33R3v8ts7gs4zP7SNKskv9m05pw3byQ6pBcctbfpTbhKE/s1600-h/deserto.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" height="291" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432721940296040066" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTlhKHsvRx4aM0T1l4joJVkLq6U1RRssOu1kMtqm8f_ge9ULTe6_YqLTshp7Y9RCaTy0Sq621a2ylAz2-AdHT6yjzq5uVwfa33R3v8ts7gs4zP7SNKskv9m05pw3byQ6pBcctbfpTbhKE/s400/deserto.jpg" style="float: left; height: 206px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 283px;" width="400" /></a></span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-45856751599273588582010-12-14T01:55:00.001-08:002010-12-14T01:55:51.975-08:00Realidade nua e crua<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">De longe vi uma cena</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">O passo apressei prá vê</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Crianças em algazarra</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Foliavam como que</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Brinquedos não vi nenhum</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Me perguntei o Por que</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">Num lixão catavam restos</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"><span style="color: red; font-family: "Goudy Old Style", "serif"; font-size: 16pt; line-height: 115%;">De migalhas prá comer. <span style="color: cyan; font-size: x-small;">(Nóis)</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="212" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU9PVUAKul6_33HNBtc3RG8Ma0ii98jXpkiXEFiOjCFJ97UiyrvGtssFS6ep-TQ3rmteH1UX2nDP8zgAzkwTGldIVipeHLQdxOdqDykhyphenhyphenxAME3141fnr24ol1FTY-1EJ5STQdmt1XZzrc/s320/CRIAN%25C3%2587AS+NO+LIXO.jpg" width="320" /></div>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-81782660483647729612010-12-07T14:22:00.000-08:002010-12-07T14:24:25.085-08:00Quimeras mil<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Já é alta madrugada</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Desnudando um novo dia</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">E eu envolto em devaneios</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Fatigante afazia</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">É nisso que dá sonhar</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Envolvesse em demasia</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Olvidar quimeras mil</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Mergulhar em fantasias</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Acreditar que há flores</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">E entender que amores</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8; font-size: large;">Não pasam de utopias</span><br />
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<img alt="Recados de Borboletas para Orkut" height="288" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/borboletas/borboletas059.gif" width="320" />Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-82750859952640872132010-09-28T18:30:00.000-07:002010-09-28T18:31:48.711-07:00Pedra imóvel<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Do viver passei somente a existir</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Desde quando enclausurei-me em meu mundinho.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Optei por trilhar por um caminho</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Onde inexistem os deslumbres das paixões.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Talvez porque só tive desilusões</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Que ofuscaram toda estrada colorida.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Se morre um pouco quando entende-se que a vida</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Perde o brilho se se olvida as emoções.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Mesmo que eu tivesse mil razões</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Prá tentar recomeçar não o faria.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Pois me tornei insensível a cada dia</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Tal qual pedras imóveis num deserto.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Mesmo sabendo que isso não é certo</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Sigo em frente pois sei não tem mais volta.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Não há mais tempo prá mudar de rota</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Sendo assim só me resta essa opção.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Se perdí o senso e a razão</span><br />
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<span style="color: #76a5af; font-size: large;">Sei que faz parte prá mim não não mais importa.</span><br />
<img alt="Recados de Cachorros para Orkut" height="300" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/cachorros/cachorros042.jpg" width="400" />Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-41472130983780169472010-09-26T21:01:00.000-07:002010-09-26T21:04:39.984-07:00Uma peça mal escrita<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Já faz um tempo desaguor no meu deserto</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Rio perene dos dissabores da vida.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Certo que encontraria solo fértil</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Plantou semente que germinou em seguida.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">E n'aridez de corações insensíveis</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Me dediquei a regar frequentemente.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Qual numa peça teatral mal dirigida</span><br />
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<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Em labirintos me entranhei inconsequente.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #45818e;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Em cada ato antes que o pano se abrisse</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #45818e;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #45818e; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Fují talvez, temendo ser imprudente.</span><br />
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<img alt="Recados de Animais para Orkut" height="325" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/animais/animal(1).gif" width="400" />Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-31424313929369172462010-09-23T19:58:00.000-07:002010-09-24T15:57:09.011-07:00Num corcel alado<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um navegar sem ter leme</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um lançar-se em alto-mar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um querer fugir de tudo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um ir a perambular.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um num tuor imaginário</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um caminhar sem cessar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um sobrevoar as nuvens</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um sentir-se a flutuar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um quase sem esperanças</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um sem forças prá remar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um em meio a tempestade</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Num corcel a galopar.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um em plena primavera</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Não ver flores pelo chão.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um num coração vazio</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um em plena solidão.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um sem ter destino certo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace;"><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9;"></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #a2c4c9; font-family: "Courier New", Courier, monospace; font-size: large;">Um seguir sem direção.</span><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgx3QqryNyA0_j_H2CDcjBy2Bjcg6Pte69J_WTRNESZs0r88aBQjvE7CMBmoV2vxmRq4-OtZuwEBYEe622ZPMaU7NhBACTu9MYKuVpD9Kgee6UL4MfnZ2uGiGzDllVjEHyvgve6Rlis2MM/s320/CAVALO+ALADO.bmp" width="320" /></div>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-85350923830408371892010-09-21T19:23:00.000-07:002010-09-21T19:56:21.023-07:00Sonho boreal<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Como é difícil definir um sentimento<br /></span><br /><div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Que invade o peito sempre em alta madrugada.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Rememoramos muita vez grandes momentos</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Bem vividos ao longo da jornada.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Prá sublinhar ainda mais tal nostalgia</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Pela frestra da janela a lua entra.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Sinuosa e romanceira enuncia</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Qual melodia inebriante que acalenta.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">E as horas passam sem ter pressa lentamente</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Tão reticentes qual neblina matinal.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Quase amanhece e vem o sono a gente dorme</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;">Tem sonhos belos qual aurora boreal.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-6_TNEmdVt7OdabnURxbEzt1dAg85yDYcXZFYWB4X-Z63kaawxsslmdTodwVnLGFXAneLPpVugY3RPlD9uVcDB0RrEg9sNv-pv2mi1n2DCnvBg60-pW5fmMWW271W6rxsXgWWZpm5OnI/s1600/aurora%2520boreal.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519565834049806770" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-6_TNEmdVt7OdabnURxbEzt1dAg85yDYcXZFYWB4X-Z63kaawxsslmdTodwVnLGFXAneLPpVugY3RPlD9uVcDB0RrEg9sNv-pv2mi1n2DCnvBg60-pW5fmMWW271W6rxsXgWWZpm5OnI/s320/aurora%2520boreal.jpg" /></a></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"></span></div><br /><div></div></div>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-82081477047202564082010-09-18T17:08:00.000-07:002010-09-21T02:54:59.835-07:00Insensatez<span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Vem a noite novamente e a lua brilha</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">No horizonte de mistério a luz se faz</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">O vento úmido em meados de setembro</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Permeia os céus e divago uma vez mais.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Saio ao jardim e vejo orvalho sobre as flores</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">E o meu delírio renitente se compráz.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">É retumbante um grito preso na garganta</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Insensatez querer sofrer uma vez mais.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color:#006600;"><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KbboBghNCiU"><span style="color:#779999;">Altos devaneios...</span></a> clik e ouça<span style="color:#999900;"></div></span></span><span style="color:#006600;"><br /><img alt="Recados de Borboletas para Orkut" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/borboletas/borboletas044.gif" /><br /></span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-21563271075219563552010-09-18T16:14:00.000-07:002010-09-24T15:55:53.835-07:00Matéria prima<span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: 130%;">Fantasia sai da mente<br />
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De quem se diz aonhador.<br />
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Será que o poeta mente<br />
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Ou externa a sua dor?<br />
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Por vezes a gente sente<br />
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Numa frase numa rima<br />
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Chega a ouvidar desditas<br />
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E dar a volta por cima.<br />
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Noutras, naufragamos sem ação<br />
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Pois é da tal solidão<br />
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Do verso a matéria prima.</span><span style="color: #999900;"></span><br />
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Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-79512212934348244222010-09-17T15:27:00.000-07:002010-09-17T20:46:38.133-07:00Tempometaforizando<span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Penso no tempo</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Do tempo qu'eu dedicava</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Todo tempo que passava</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">O tempo todo enamorado.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">E aquele tempo</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Que o tempo levou embora</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Fui gravando na memória</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Todo tempo enebriado.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Acreditando</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Que o tempo reservaria</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Um tempo de auges dias</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Com os sonhos desbravados.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Tava enganado</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Pois o tempo foi cruel</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">E o tempo lua de mel</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Ficou no tempo encalhado.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span><br /><img alt="Recados de Anjos para Orkut" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/anjos/anjo073.gif" />Mel. 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Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-29940170821942813512010-09-15T19:06:00.000-07:002010-09-16T16:33:53.633-07:00Desmaterializando a matéria<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em><span style="color:#999900;">Desmaterializando a matéria</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Materializando o fictíco.</span><br /><br /></em></span><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>É como se mirasse numa tela</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Anseios e desejos, que suplício!</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Os dias parecem ser mais breves</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>As noites, longas, intermináveis.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Infértil, a mente sequer se atreve</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Tentar transpor essa densa tempestade.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Qual águas turvas num rio caudaloso</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Qual neve espessa, qual nuvem de fumaça.</em></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#999900;"><em>Tal qual relógio que se quebra a cada instante</em></span><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#999900;">Num contra-senso lentamente o tempo passa.</span></em></span>Mel. 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Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-85909506823224708762010-09-14T15:45:00.000-07:002010-09-14T17:00:30.301-07:00Um tuor imaginário<p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><?xml:namespace prefix = o /><o:p>Ao mirar uma estrêla bem distante</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; 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MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Sei que está a bilhões de anos-luz</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Mas seu brilho deslumbrante me seduz.</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Quiçá noutra galáxia muito além</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Quem me dera poder lá está também.</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Chegui a consultar meu mapa astral</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; 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MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Pegar carona num cometa desejei</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Pois no horizonte a silueta vislumbrei.</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Despertei de'um cochilo de momento</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Desses que a gente faz um tuor em pensamento</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>E quando acorda, desperta prá razão</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p>Se dá conta que sonhar não é em vão.</o:p></span></p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p></o:p></span> </p><p style="LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt; mso-margin-top-alt: auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt: auto" class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family:'Arial','sans-serif';font-size:130%;color:#76923c;"><o:p><img alt="Recados de Magico-e-mistico para Orkut" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/magico-e-mistico/magical13.gif" /></o:p></span></p>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-37497126467641531292010-09-13T19:50:00.000-07:002010-09-13T20:46:24.898-07:00Nebulosa noite de setembro<p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Nebulosa noite de setembro</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Insistene a chuva fina toca o solo</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Rememoro quando a tinha em meu colo</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Embriagando-me com o seu doce veneno</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">E na magia própria dos amantes</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Almeijava retardar o amanhecer</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Acreditava ser peranes tais instantes</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Mas o destino negou o meu querer</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Queima o peito qual larvas dum vulcão</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Tão fulgaz qual faíscas de trovão</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">E nas cores de arco-íris que pintei</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Qual nas mal-traçadas linhas q'inventei</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Uma palavra resume o meu intento</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#339999;">Talvez a que mais sintetiza um lamento:</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#339999;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#339999;">SOLIDÃO.</span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#943634;"></span></p><p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; LINE-HEIGHT: 19pt; MARGIN: 0cm 0cm 0pt" class="MsoNormal" align="center"><span style="color:#943634;"><span style="font-family:courier new;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><img alt="Recados de Magico-e-mistico para Orkut" src="http://m.orkutnow.com/pt/recados/magico-e-mistico/angel18.gif" /><br /></span></span></span></p>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-12766099116177474372010-09-13T19:12:00.000-07:002010-09-13T19:23:17.218-07:00Pedaço<span style="color:#336666;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#339999;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Tal qual poeira do tempo uma alma já cansada</em></span><br /><br /></span></span><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#339999;"><em>Deixa uma vida sem vida qual folhas secas na'estrada</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"><em>Que por tantos desenganos a porta sequer entre-aberta</em></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#339999;"><em>Inascessível aos deslumbres aos apelos dos poetas.</em></span></div></span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-1984406619452582332010-02-20T17:25:00.000-08:002010-02-21T03:55:38.023-08:00UM FLAGRANTE DELÍRIO<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#339999;"><em>Mais um dia termina... ansiosamnete esperada a noite se aproxima</em><br /><br /><em>Um suspiro longo... um sonhar acordado</em><br /><br /><em>Um flagrante delírio... um insano desejo</em><br /><br /><em>Um flutuar dentre nuvens... um sentir suspensa a alma</em><br /><br /><em>Um em meio a tempestade... uma inesplicável calma</em><br /><br /><em>Um num Sol incandescente... vê o brliho de estrelas</em><br /><br /><em>Um num eclípse total... vê a Lua e entendê-la</em><br /><br /><em>Um involuntariamente... flagar-se fazendo planos</em><br /><br /><em>Um ao aroma da manhã ... deletar os desenganos</em><br /><br /><em>Um voar mesmo sem asas... um devaneiar ao léu</em><br /><br /><em>Um num acorde sem arpa... conduzir-se até um céu</em><br /><br /><em>Um manter os olhos fixos... no relógio da parede</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Um pela a ausência dela... salivar sentindo sede</em><br /><br /><em>Um ao vê passar da hora... de costumeira ela vír</em><br /><br /><em>Um ficar na esperança... de amanhã ela surgir</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Um parar prá refletir... que é só uma "visão"</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Um não querer mudar de rota... um seguir tal direção</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Um misto de sentimento... tal qual alucinação</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Um forte pulsar no peito... inenarrável emoção</em></span><br /></span><br /><img title="Recados e Imagens para Orkut" border="0" src="http://s304.photobucket.com/albums/nn194/simplesvida/recados/ilusaodeotica/00030.jpg" onload="javascript:redimensionar(this)" />Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-88644934766941831192010-02-19T16:19:00.000-08:002010-02-20T15:13:32.947-08:00PERFUME RARO<em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Tem uma alma florida exala perfume raro</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Tem aroma que embriaga e o preço não é caro</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Afago afeto e carinho é o bastante prá vê-la</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Qual tal o lírio do campo tente ao menos conhecê-la</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Vive nos cantos jogada carece apenas carinho</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Pois não há quem se acostume viver ao léu tão sozinho</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Semente ao vento jogada não teve afago dos seus</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Clama talvez em silêncio pela Proteção de Deus</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Nas noites frias de inverno sob marquizes jogados</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Se alegra ao mirar o Céu quando o vê estrelado</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Sequer pensa num futuro pela inocência sua</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Alguém que possa socorra toda criança de rua</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><br /><p><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://brasil.indymedia.org/images/2006/06/354900.jpg" /></p><p><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: pointer" border="0" alt="" src="http://www.fotogarrafa.com.br/fotoarquivos/200510/pD20051003_151145.jpg" /></p>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-7368948793593581732010-02-18T13:47:00.000-08:002010-02-18T16:36:40.513-08:00Bacuraus e codovias<span style="color:#339999;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>E depois de</em> <em>navegar em altos mares</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Sem controle ancorei no meu deserto</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Não há sombras que alivie o meu cansaço</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Não há pomares nem miragens tem por perto</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Como quem se aventura no oceano</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Por engano muita vez se ver perdido</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Esquecido qual gravetos pelo chão</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Que do vento se alimenta do zunido </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Quem no mundo adentrou na contra-mão</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Escolhí "construir" meu própro espaço</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Meu "mundin" é diferente dos demais</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Como animais preferí o meu regaço</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Como que pr'afungentar melancolia</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>A cotovia me acalanta com seu canto</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>E as cigarras formando uma sinfonia</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Me enfeitam os dias me alimentam de esperança</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>E quando a noite traz seu manto prateado</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Bem do meu lado ouço as canções mais sublimes</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Como se os deuses entendesem o meu lamento</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>De complemento um bacurau completa o time</em></span><br /></span><span style="color:#000099;"><a href="http://www.fotorkut.com.br/orkut-hi5-myspace.php?id=3134"><em><img border="0" alt="orkut e hi5, Cute, mulher, passaros, luz, bonita" src="http://www.fotorkut.com.br/imagens/cute/cute65.gif" /></em></a></span><span style="color:#000000;"> </span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-14197876609007316362010-02-18T01:06:00.000-08:002010-02-18T13:31:42.693-08:00VEREDAS IMAGINÁRIAS<span style="font-family:lucida grande;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em><span style="color:#666600;">Divaguei perambulei por mil galáxias</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">Peguei carona numa cauda de cometa</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">Nos labirintos da mente descobrí</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">Velhas molduras poeirentas e facetas</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">Percorrí veredas imaginárias</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">Desbravei os horizontes da magia</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">Entendí que o lado bom da solidão</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">É essa busca seja noite seja dia</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">E o lenitivo que alivia e acalanta</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;">É a esperança de ser feliz um dia</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:Courier New;color:#666600;"></span></em></span></span><br /><span class="graphic"><img oncontextmenu="return false" border="0" alt="Recado Para Orkut - Fadas: 2" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii270/profileglitter/fadas/fada002.gif" /></span>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-48832569923988467812010-02-17T20:06:00.000-08:002010-02-18T09:22:19.143-08:00ADJETIVOS<h2 class="date-header"><span style="color:#666600;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><em>Quem é essa que me faz perder o sono</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Foi por engano que cliquei na foto dela</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Talvez por que me entreguei ao abandono</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Daquela imagem fiz de todas a mais bela</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Seus olhos negros pareciam me mirando</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Me procurando como quem algo perdeu</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>E era como quem queria encontrar</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Do verbo amar os encantos de morfeu</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>No seu sorriso percebí adjetivos</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Tão precisos fiz alí uma paragem</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Deslumbrei-me ao ao ver aquele rosto</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Com muito gosto ampliei aquela imagem</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Indessifrável é o enígma e a magia</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Me conduziam aos encantos da paixão</em><br /><br /><em></em><br /><em>Contra a vontade não mais quiz vê-la de novo</em><br /><em></em><br /><br /></span></span></span></h2><div class="post hentry"><div class="post-body entry-content"><p><em><span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Melhor seguir o bom-senso e a razão</span></em></p><p><br /><span class="graphic"><img oncontextmenu="return false" border="0" alt="Recado Para Orkut - Fadas: 5" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii270/profileglitter/fadas/fada065.jpg" /></span></p></div></div>Mel. F. Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-27319401690773333112010-02-17T14:16:00.000-08:002010-02-18T01:16:15.523-08:00DESERTO<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#999900;"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><em>Tudo parece tão deserto...</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Não tê-la perto mais aumenta o meu desejo</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Mesmo sendo um personagem abstrato</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Meu passa-tempo favorito era a foto em relevo</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Quis procuta-la mas ví que não devia</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Pois percebí que havia impedimento</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Por um momento achei que havia encontrado</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Alguém a quem procurei a tanto tempo</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Meiga e fulgas me pareceu pelo sorriso</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Pelo olhar me pareceu tão decidida</em><br /><br /><br /><em>A se entregar tal qual em sonho eu aspirava</em><br /><br /><br /><em>Alguém a quem desse sentido a uma vida</em></span></span></span><br /><em><span style="color:#666600;"></span></em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"><span class="graphic"><img oncontextmenu="return false" border="0" alt="Recado Para Orkut - Fadas: 2" src="http://i266.photobucket.com/albums/ii270/profileglitter/fadas/fada150.gif" /></span><br /></span></em><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="color:#999900;"><em>Mas uma vez ví que em matéria de amor</em><br /><br /><br /><em>De novo vou viver sem rumo sem guarida</em></span></span>Mel. 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Divagandohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01833408516879076607noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5509926526523927893.post-60370796519363165932010-02-11T11:11:00.000-08:002010-02-11T11:24:17.939-08:00FAZES BEM...<span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Em recuar se te sentistes insegura</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Em deletar do pensamento um ledo engano</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Em desfazer qualquer desejo se anciavas</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Se almeijavas incluir-me nos teus planos</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Pois saibas que, não sou "real" sou "fictício"</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Um "personagem" que criei prá preencher</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Um mero "meio" que encontrei prá divagar</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Prá clarear o obscuro do meu ser</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">O que escrevo tão somente são palavras</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Imaginária fruto da divagação</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">Disse e repito que há muito joguei longe</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#666600;">A chave que abria meu coração</span><br /><span style="color:#cccccc;"><img title="Recados e Imagens para Orkut" border="0" src="http://s304.photobucket.com/albums/nn194/simplesvida/recados/fadas/00035.gif" onload="javascript:redimensionar(this)" /></span><span style="color:#000000;"> </span>Mel. 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