tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56386498857060419752024-02-18T21:13:44.015-08:00Guida Sonho e PoesiaEspaço destinado a sonhar com as boas coisas da vida, entrelaçando em versos, emoções e sentimentos, pensamentos e intuições, surgidos em momentos em que a magia toma conta e o coração se deixa levar, como as águas do rio que correm para o mar.Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-521594852299284232010-05-13T08:38:00.000-07:002010-05-13T08:38:08.357-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mMonbEQwGTE4aTpMDx9voXmzx2ELIZl9ZJhwh230RklsLXadDzp_G5UeF-QTfcBTrVLiiVjcooxH-Z9aW3nR3X3Nmu_J1cL3Aebo9nA0U8M6ViZyP89JH3oJvUOoJ9IExViF12dIbwdI/s1600/80087bea849d5796b0e3038334fde71f908d78d9.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1mMonbEQwGTE4aTpMDx9voXmzx2ELIZl9ZJhwh230RklsLXadDzp_G5UeF-QTfcBTrVLiiVjcooxH-Z9aW3nR3X3Nmu_J1cL3Aebo9nA0U8M6ViZyP89JH3oJvUOoJ9IExViF12dIbwdI/s400/80087bea849d5796b0e3038334fde71f908d78d9.jpeg" width="392" /></a></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>O FLORESCER DO AMOR</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Guida Linhares</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>É um entrelaçar da vida</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>que se encontrava solitária</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>sem que tivesse guarida</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>eternizada ou temporária</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Na calma que logo se instala</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>passeamos de braços dados</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>do amor quase nada se cala</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>quando estamos enamorados</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Na pétala da rosa o apaixonar</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>em doces beijos açucarados</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>É tão bom poder sonhar</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Em devaneios vivenciados</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>onde o amor encontra lugar</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>florescem os sonhos desvelados</b></div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
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</div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">TEUS OLHOS </span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Guida Linhares</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Brilhantes a me iluminar</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">nas noites de cheia lua</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">chego mesmo a sonhar</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que sou apenas só tua</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">São somente devaneios</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">da alma vagando sózinha</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que tem lá seus receios</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">da vida que se encaminha</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Nem sempre as ilusões</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">são fiéis companheiras</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Desvelam-se as paixões</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que nos fazem prisioneiras</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Até que a luz da verdade</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">transpareca como o sol</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">a esperança da realidade</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">quem sabe...se desvele ao arrebol</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</b></i></span></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><b>Santos/SP/Brasil</b></i></span></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i><b>10/05/06</b></i></span></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>AI QUEM ME DERA...</b></span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Guida Linhares</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">recolher as estrelas,</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">casulo de quimeras</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">e sorrir ao vê-las</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">passear nos campos</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">recolher as flores</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ver mil pirilampos</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ter varinha mágica</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">evitar que a vida</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">não termine trágica</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ver notícias boas</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que a felicidade</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">chega nas pessoas</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que todos vivessem</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">com tranquilidade</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">e sonhar pudessem</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que todos os sonhos</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">não fossem só quimeras</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">em carrosséis tristonhos</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que toda criança</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">recebesse o tudo</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">além da esperança</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">o amor vicejando</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">em todas os lares</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">famílias se amando</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">não ver nas ruas</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">molambos ambulantes</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">com suas almas nuas</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">não sentir tristeza</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">a cada dia que passa</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">ao ver tanta baixeza</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que as consciências</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">despertassem o homem</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">de suas inconsequências</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que este tempo e espaço</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">não fosse só uma escola</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">pra acertar o passo</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">não fosse utopia</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que a paz reinasse,</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">no mundo em harmonia</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Ai quem me dera</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">recolher estrelas</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">colocar ao colo</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">e sorrir ao vê-las</span></div><div style="color: #45818e; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dois pontos de interrogação ambulantes.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Duas almas que vivem se esbarrando.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dois sonhares que às vezes se cruzam.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Duas ilusões em delírio de reflexos.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dois universos em perfeito paralelo.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Duas vidas completas em si mesmas.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dois seres que rodeiam a felicidade.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Duas porções separadas do inteiro.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dois corações com muita semelhança.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Duas estórias cravadas no tempo.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dois personagens em plena ação.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Duas criaturas, dois destinos.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Qual de nós dois atravessará a ponte</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que nos levará ao doce encontro?</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nenhum de nós dois, porque somos</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">dois pontos de interrogação ambulantes.</span></div><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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<i>Guida Linhares</i><br />
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<i>Que os corações se inundem da verdade que Jesus Cristo ensinou, </i><br />
<i>de que o Amor ao próximo como a si mesmo, </i><br />
<i>seja a máxima a ser aplicada em cada dia da existência. </i><br />
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<i>Que o pão do verdadeiro cristão, </i><br />
<i>seja distribuido através de ações benevolentes, </i><br />
<i>das quais nos sentiremos gratificados </i><br />
<i>como instrumentos de paz e de fraternidade. </i><br />
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<i>Que o vinho da celebração </i><br />
<i>seja compartilhado entre todos aqueles, </i><br />
<i>que sentados à mesa do Senhor, </i><br />
<i>sintam que Ele está sempre presente, </i><br />
<i>na caminhada pela estrada da vida. </i></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"></div><br />
<div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #134f5c; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Que a Páscoa desabroche no coração de cada um, </i><br />
<i>as sublimes pétalas do perdão, </i><br />
<i>da compreensão e da solidariedade, </i><br />
<i>florescendo um ser pleno de amorosidade. </i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<em>Era um homem estudado e culto, com muitos atributos e potencialidades, mas a sorte tinha se afastado dele, quando perdeu seu emprego e ficou completamente desorientado e ficou doente de tanta preocupação com uma sorte tão sem sorte. Ainda bem que tinha a companhia da Sorte que assim não ficava tão sózinho, pensando em sua triste sorte.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<em>Quis o destino que este homem ganhasse um computador, numa daquelas rifas da sorte, e descobriu um mundo em expansão, através da janela netiana, e por uma daquelas coisas da sorte, conseguiu custear as despesas da conexão net...eta sorte grande!!!</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<em>E ele então principiou tímidamente a escrever aqui e acolá e descobriu por sorte, que tinha jeito pra coisa e começou a investir nesta grande sorte, sob olhar atento da Sorte,</em><br />
<em>que abanava o rabo alegrando o seu dono. Eram companheiros inseparáveis ele e a Sorte.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<em>E assim por sorte, ele foi ficando conhecido e um dia uma alma generosa resolveu patrocinar um livro com os textos do homem, que tendo pensado que perdeu a sorte, de repente viu-se diante da sorte grande, que o sonho de todo escritor é ver seu livro publicado. </em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em> </em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>Contou todo contente pra Sorte e esta roçou carinhosamente os seus joelhos e aconchegou a sua cabeça com os olhinhos brilhantes, como a dizer: que sorte que tenho voce...</em><em>para ela a sorte era que seu dono tivesse falado com ela tão alegrinho.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<em>O homem sortudo olhou na folhinha e se deu conta de que era domingo de Páscoa. Com um pouquinho de sorte encontraria a padaria aberta e compraria um chocolatinho pra dividir sua sorte com a Sorte, que tinha sempre olhos amorosos para com ele, mesmo quando ele brigava com a Sorte por causa do seu mau humor com a sua antes triste sorte.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<em>Saiu correndo da casa, e por pura sorte comprou dois Bis e depois de ter dividido com a Sorte, foi pescar no rio que passa por debaixo de seu doce lar, ricamente emoldurado por chorões e ypês rosas, onde a Sorte se sentiu tão bem acomodada, ao lado de seu dono que teve a sorte de ter uma Páscoa plena de alegria e felicidade, porque alguem de muito longe apostou no seu talento e versatilidade.</em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em> </em></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><em>E assim é a sorte de quem tem sorte....de repente uma varinha mágica aparece e muda tudo, numa divina magia!</em></div><em></em></div><em><br />
Santos/SP/Brasil - 16/04/06</em></div><div class="info"><em>Publicado no Recanto das Letras em 16/04/2006<br />
Código do texto: T140231</em></div></div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-89301207219156542712010-03-30T09:57:00.000-07:002010-03-30T09:57:39.850-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFyOhQab5gAKcWB3J6AxDozxswJBeQ34cFsDMmp24Mx4EZ1AKV1mm1rvOGAfYx29wjQ52VvulXT2yQYRKsRZnomDo690N9rGwLXXHixFGcgaIMrCwpiW67qeaCzuYcmilFNWxS473R7h9w/s1600/200802-MoinhoDeVento-500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFyOhQab5gAKcWB3J6AxDozxswJBeQ34cFsDMmp24Mx4EZ1AKV1mm1rvOGAfYx29wjQ52VvulXT2yQYRKsRZnomDo690N9rGwLXXHixFGcgaIMrCwpiW67qeaCzuYcmilFNWxS473R7h9w/s320/200802-MoinhoDeVento-500.jpg" /></a></div><i><i><span style="color: #82afb5; font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"><br />
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<div style="color: #7f6000; text-align: center;"><b><i><i><span style="font-family: Georgia; font-size: medium;"> <span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">SENSIBILIDADE</span></span></i></i></b><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Guida Linhares</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Talvez um dia estaremos juntos,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> percorrendo estes campos,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> livres como duas crianças,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> e não será um faz de conta!</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Nossas viagens imaginárias,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> atravessam oceanos e linhas,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> pulam as ilhas e continentes,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> e tantos lugares já visitamos.</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Mas nesta bucólica paisagem,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> a quietude parece nos chamar,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> para um movimento incessante</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> do vento através dos moinhos.</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> E nos deixamos devanear,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> por tantos sonhos e fantasias,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> que nos surpreendem a cada passo,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> trazendo a alegria e o afago.</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> Tu és como estes moinhos,</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> rodopiando em sutís sensações.</span></i></i><br style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><i style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: medium;"> És tão simples no teu jeito 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<div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: large;">SONETO</span></b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Martins Fontes </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Antes de conhecer-te, eu já te amava. </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Porque sempre te amei a vida inteira: </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Eras a irmã, a noiva, a companheira, </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>A alma gêmea da minha que eu sonhava. </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Com o coração, à noite, ardendo em lava </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Em meus versos vivias, de maneira </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Que te contemplo a imagem verdadeira </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>E acho a mesma que outrora contemplava. </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Amo-te. Sabes que me tens cativo. </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Retribuis a afeição que em mim fulgura, </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Transfigurada nos anseios da Arte. </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Mas, se te quero assim, por que motivo </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Tardaste tanto em vir, que hoje é loucura, </b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Mais que loucura, um crime desejar-te?</b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">JOSÉ MARTINS FONTES, poeta brasileiro, nascido na cidade </span><span style="font-size: x-small;">paulista de Santos, em 23 de junho de 1884. Como médico, notabilizou-se como conferencista e foi tisiologista da Santa Casa de Misericórdia de Santos e destacado humanista. A partir de 1924 tornou-se correspondente da Academia de Ciência de Lisboa. Morreu em Santos em 25 de junho de 1937 e está sepultado no Cemitério de Paquetá, desta cidade.</span></b></div><div style="color: #e06666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><br />
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<b><span style="font-size: x-small;">Sua extrema bondade como médico sempre muito querido e respeitado, notabilizou-se pela frase "Como é bom ser bom" Adorava cravos vermelhos e em seu busto que se encontra nos jardins da praia de Santos, sempre se podem encontrar cravos colocados pelos seus admiradores. Espírito de luz, continua ajudando a todos que recorrem a ele, em narrativas de pessoas que o buscam em suas necessidades e sofrimento.</span></b><br />
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</div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>Não sou nada.<br />
Nunca serei nada.<br />
Não posso querer ser nada.<br />
À parte isso, tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo.</b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><b style="color: #783f04;"><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Álvaro de Campos (Fernando Pessoa) </span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</a></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><b><i><span style="font-size: large;"><i> </i></span><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">Toque de Amor</span></span></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i> Guida Linhares</i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i><br />
E tu me olhaste com olhos de ternura<br />
e me tocaste com as tuas<br />
ricas palavras,<br />
e ainda que o vento me advirta,<br />
que ruidosos vendavais possam<br />
surgir no horizonte,<br />
ainda assim a bordo desta nau,<br />
sinto que teremos momentos </i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>de pleno viver e conviver,<br />
repartindo pensares e sonhares,<br />
aparando arestas </i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e trincas da jornada,<br />
recolhendo retalhos da vida<br />
e<br />
costurando com a linha<br />
mágica do amor,<br />
que enternece os corações<br />
e os eleva<br />
à grandeza divina.<br />
<br />
Ainda que eu cante </i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>a linguagem dos anjos,<br />
se não senti-la em toda a sua plenitude,<br />
não serei mulher de inteiros...</i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e quem sabe<br />
tu poderás me mostrar o que há<br />
além da linha do<br />
arco-íris.<br />
<br />
A cada dia de viagem,<br />
novas descobertas envoltas<br />
em misteriosas e alvas<br />
brumas.<br />
<br />
Navegadores e navegadoras,<br />
recolham-se aos seus camarotes<br />
e comecem a observar o roteiro,<br />
munidos de uma potente bússola,<br />
para que não se percam<br />
pelos trajetos navegantes.<br />
<br />
Tracejem sonhos </i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>nas asas da poesia,<br />
inventem vôos, </i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>usem da imaginação,<br />
cerquem os anseios reprimidos,<br />
e que sejam devolvidos ao mar,<br />
revestidos de pérolas de ousadia </i></span></i></b></div><div align="center" style="color: #783f04; font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><b><i><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e renovação,com vistas à<br />
realização suprema do ser!</i></span><span style="font-family: Poor Richard; font-size: x-large;"><i><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace; font-size: small;"><br />
24/11/05<br />
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</div><div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Abraça-me novamente,<br />
como naqueles velhos tempos,<br />
em que planávamos nas alturas,<br />
de tão envolvidos na paixão.<br />
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Quisera parar o tempo,<br />
e retornar àqueles dias,<br />
em que gavalgávamos juntos,<br />
em corcéis alados de fantasias.<br />
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Mas o juízo crítico chegou,<br />
afastando as melhores ilusões,<br />
e tornou os nossos corações,<br />
giramundos em constante busca.<br />
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Santos/SP/Brasil</span></div><div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">15/01/09</span></div><div style="color: #741b47; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>ECOS DO CORAÇÃO</b></div><div style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Guida Linhares</div><div style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">Cada um de nós somos como paralelas, vivendo os momentos de alegria ou tristeza. Passamos uma existência tateando na luz e na escuridão. Às vezes nos olhamos, percebendo que ainda há tantas coisas, que gostaríamos que acontecessem, tanto amor para ser vivenciado, tanta alegria para ser dividida, tantos sonhos para serem materializados, tanta vida a ser vivida com maior intensidade. Nos acomodamos na rotina diária, e vamos deixando que a graça desapareça. Nossos passos na ponte da existência se tornam vagarosos e cheios de medo. Mas há que se olhar a linha do horizonte, a partir do nosso amoroso coração criança, e então sim, paralelas que somos encontraremos a resposta, ouvindo o eco das batidas de outro coração.</div><div style="color: #660000; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><b>ALMAS-EMOÇÕES</b></div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Guida Linhares</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Quando duas almas se reconhecem,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">ainda que estejam no meio da multidão,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">os fios invisíveis de novo entretecem</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">uma trama amorosa plena de emoção.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">E o novo caminho se abre entre flores,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">e os passos passam a ser mais seguros,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">o bálsamo da alegria cura todas as dores,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">elas se apoiam mutuamente, desfazendo muros.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">E o conviver se torna muito mais agradável,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">e os sonhos podem ser compartilhados.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Até mesmo o coração se torna maleável,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">quando de verdade estamos enamorados.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">E assim de mãos dadas com as quimeras,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">caminham as desveladas almas-emoções.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Invernos, verões, outonos e primaveras,</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">juntas partilhando das mesmas canções.</div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>A ESSÊNCIA DE CADA UM</strong></span><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liberte a sua mente e voe além do horizonte. </span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Busque a sua essência, e ela se revelará!</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Tantas vezes ouvimos o que os outros dizem,</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">e não aquilo que o nosso coração nos diz.</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Seja você mesmo, em qualquer circunstância.</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Faça valer as suas idéias; defenda seus argumentos.</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Não se deixe manipular. Pense que você é singular.</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Não há mais ninguém no mundo igual a você!</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Descubra-se! Perceba-se! O que você gosta?</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">O que gostaria de fazer? </span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Saiba que existe um lugar no mundo,</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">que apenas você pode ocupar!</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">E desta forma você alcançará</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">a realização pessoal e isto fará com que</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">a felicidade more dentro de você!</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Liberte-se de sua própria prisão.</span><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif;">Voe livre, em plenitude de vida.</span><br />
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</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Aceito as tuas flores,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">pois são flores da redenção,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">que libertam do cativeiro<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">os corações angustiados<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">pelas injustiças humanas..<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">São perfumadas,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">para que as almas se redimam<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">dos efeitos emanados pelo poder,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">daqueles seres que se fazem valer<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">pelo TER ostensivo,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e não pelo SER autêntico,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">quando não há argumentos<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">que justifiquem as iniquidades.<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Contudo a humildade<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">em aceitar que somos imperfeitos<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e portanto sujeitos a inúmeras falhas,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">nos leva a deitar olhos sobre os<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">jardins floridos da natureza,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e assim como as flores tem uma beleza<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">curta e passageira,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">assim nossas dores e tristezas também<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">costumam durar um tempo<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">definido, embora duro<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e muitas vezes cruel.<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Mas o que seriam das rosas<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">se não houvessem os espinhos,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e das hortênsias se não houvesse o frio,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e das margaridas de caule tão frágil,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">se o sol não fosse suficiente<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">para aquecer e<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">gerar vida.<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Então nós, pobres seres mortais,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">ainda podemos ousar<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">ir ao encontro da felicidade,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">sopesando nosso viver,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">buscando a esperança adormecida,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">valendo-se da fé,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">da generosidade e do calor humano,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">transcendendo assim nossas limitações,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">renascendo como fênix liberta.<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">E nas flores ofertadas,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">renascem as alegrias,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">nas faces estampadas,<br />
</div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">em cores de sutis poesias.<br />
</div><br />
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</div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-14368546130337299592009-09-20T20:05:00.000-07:002009-09-20T20:05:52.899-07:00<div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ09V7S2_wbLr9DfOZ2fEPRWQtti6IK167WaQo53PjwEuKrnzs54R5Wdea3zbggl4psK2uUwLWHzyhvUy0pb-OTLLsZXR7o6y7v9s9YQlNfSKd16zNR0VYd9o-eJLq1aLDTPaF0xhLHQEY/s1600-h/2a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="background-color: #990000; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ09V7S2_wbLr9DfOZ2fEPRWQtti6IK167WaQo53PjwEuKrnzs54R5Wdea3zbggl4psK2uUwLWHzyhvUy0pb-OTLLsZXR7o6y7v9s9YQlNfSKd16zNR0VYd9o-eJLq1aLDTPaF0xhLHQEY/s320/2a.JPG" /></a> <span style="background-color: #d5a6bd;"></span><br />
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</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>A MARCA DA ROSA</b><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Guida Linhares <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Que as marcas da vida <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">sejam sempre aquelas, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">que nos levem a <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">aceitar os espinhos das rosas, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">aspirando seus doces perfumes. <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Afinal Deus quando as criou, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">harmonizou o Mal e o Bem, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">dotando de espinhos os caules, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e de beleza e perfume as flores. <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Mas há momentos em que <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">mesmo sendo rosas, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">elas se encantam. <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">É quando os enamorados <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">delas se apoderam, <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">ofertando às amadas <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">como marcas da felicidade! <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Santos-SP <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">09/02/06 <br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #990000; text-align: center;">***<br />
</div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-2785380148570243902009-09-20T19:52:00.000-07:002009-09-20T19:54:47.605-07:00<div class="separator" style="background-color: black; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaO6nT__bJBh04e1lBzataeyhQBS4qc4fQW-1CYtgBH52Py7td2a7iICP5eiZVnTsW-CuGSf5Kvfchon7MomqWmdA_Y0cGYSXnDM20q3K2BbUJk2XLqiSLBreYUFeU4dMaG-hb4Lh4PDqC/s1600-h/Piano+e+rosas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaO6nT__bJBh04e1lBzataeyhQBS4qc4fQW-1CYtgBH52Py7td2a7iICP5eiZVnTsW-CuGSf5Kvfchon7MomqWmdA_Y0cGYSXnDM20q3K2BbUJk2XLqiSLBreYUFeU4dMaG-hb4Lh4PDqC/s320/Piano+e+rosas.jpg" /></a><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b>DESEJO DE AMOR</b><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Guida Linhares <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Ao som deste piano me deixo levar, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">até onde os pensamentos vagueiam <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e num lugar distante me deixo ficar. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">As emoções em meu ser permeiam. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Vou muito além da linha do horizonte. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Para onde as paisagens são exóticas <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">e o inverno cobre de neve os montes, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">onde há toda uma arquitetura gótica. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">E lá está você, aquele que veio a mim, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">sem que eu pedisse e siquer pensasse, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">mas trouxe um alento, ao reabrir enfim, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">o portal do amor, para que eu passasse. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Agora meus dias são plenos de alegria, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">pois tenho sempre você no meu coração, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">num desejo de amor cheio de fantasias, <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">ardendo profundo nas chamas da paixão. <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Santos/SP/Brasil <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">12/10/07 <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">Participação na Ciranda Desejo de Amor <br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;">http://www.tekanascimento.net/ciranda.htm <br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-56194338463804070572009-09-07T12:38:00.000-07:002009-09-07T12:41:34.095-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbV1_kcAY8MLc6NwG631fkpBCWAQT39SS-9FIZGNGCRQVJ8tuusIxjSA_K2xa_Plir5LBH95TaE5pNC9S8E8EasEtKyfmi4ACpawyCHBlQ0N5dT2FDfJR8e3gyCdL_0wjY8DSrNScpbZb/s1600-h/PESCADOR50.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFbV1_kcAY8MLc6NwG631fkpBCWAQT39SS-9FIZGNGCRQVJ8tuusIxjSA_K2xa_Plir5LBH95TaE5pNC9S8E8EasEtKyfmi4ACpawyCHBlQ0N5dT2FDfJR8e3gyCdL_0wjY8DSrNScpbZb/s320/PESCADOR50.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><b>EXÍLIO....PARA ONDE?</b></span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Guida Linhares</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Minha Terra perdeu as palmeiras</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">e sabiás não tem onde ficar.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">As aves que aqui sufocam,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">nem tem mais asas p`ra voar.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Nossas estrelas agonizam sem beleza.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">As várzeas há muito deixaram de florir.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Os bosques sofrem a erosão dos desmatamentos.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">E no ser humano falta amor pela natureza.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">S.O.S.!!! PLANETA TERRA!</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Solidários na preocupação com o futuro,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">nada mais será como antes.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mais tristeza encontramos em ver</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">a miséria das inconsciências,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que não enxergam o mal ao planeta agonizante.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Estivesse aqui Gonçalves Dias,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">que chorou na Canção do Exílio,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">seu degredo do país amado.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Mais dor ainda sentiria,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">pois não haverá lugar para o exilado,</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">se o Planeta Terra chegar ao extermínio.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Santos/SP</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">24/02/07</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Participação na ciranda "S.O.S. Planeta Terra" da amiga poetisa santista Tere Penhabe.</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">&&&</span></div><div style="color: #0b5394; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-73305347207262492552009-08-28T11:09:00.000-07:002009-08-28T13:23:54.785-07:00<div class="separator" style="background-color: #93c47d; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUn6Y-kNTvbiA4HhFEzd3WitOUzOuKJysfeFaTdhJctWDFlt1U3jWJvE5UeMwJgk_em4lg7OSJbOqfO9GjkJTQ4dobbFhQsYpPEvE-GeWQ1LSvu2cA70bZkXy5VhXPao45svKQmG-E8r3/s1600-h/00176k4k.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXUn6Y-kNTvbiA4HhFEzd3WitOUzOuKJysfeFaTdhJctWDFlt1U3jWJvE5UeMwJgk_em4lg7OSJbOqfO9GjkJTQ4dobbFhQsYpPEvE-GeWQ1LSvu2cA70bZkXy5VhXPao45svKQmG-E8r3/s320/00176k4k.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>AMOR MEU...</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Guida Linhares</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Desperta amor e me ouve!</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>O que soa bem longe...</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>É o vento sussurrando nas vidraças,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>as promessas do amor alvissareiro! </b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Não tenhas medo do escuro,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>nem das folhas mortas!</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>A natureza as ressuscita,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>em seu ventre terra,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>e as devolve ao coração do homem,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>mesmo que ele tenha se cansado de esperar!</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Há que se abrir os olhos e ver</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>os novos brotos surgindo,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>em mais um espetáculo de cor e vida!</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Isso que soa bem longe, amor...</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>o vento batendo nas vidraças... </b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>sou eu chegando,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>para alegrar teu pássaro!</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Corre à vinha, amassa as uvas</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>e recompõe o ninho,</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>que a chuva vem chegando!</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>E com ela, o amor...</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>a ser brindado </b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>com o mais doce vinho.</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b><br />
</b></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><b>Santos/SP/Brasil</b><span style="color: #840084;"> </span><br />
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<span style="color: #840084;">╚</span><span style="color: #000084;">_.<span style="color: magenta;">«<span style="color: #008400;">ﻶﻉ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: magenta;">»<span style="color: #000084;">´¯<span style="color: #840084;">════╝╚<span style="color: #000084;">_.<span style="color: magenta;">«<span style="color: #008400;">ﻶﻉ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: magenta;">»<span style="color: #000084;">´¯<span style="color: #840084;">════╝</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><br />
<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"></div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-58817865773266947052009-08-28T11:01:00.000-07:002009-08-28T13:25:11.630-07:00<div class="separator" style="background-color: #666666; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDO-SaCebpyR4dcF7qHd0qMO4D2fl6qXM5HUUxOG9gOZ_6cP9KhCvVHZL9kj6sHaSFVLrMGfB8FQ01bCh1nE-NHJuzARoVVZ4vFeIj_iJBJjHznzb_Y2S7RTF-YojIm_P5yIJckPVGyvwu/s1600-h/caminho.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDO-SaCebpyR4dcF7qHd0qMO4D2fl6qXM5HUUxOG9gOZ_6cP9KhCvVHZL9kj6sHaSFVLrMGfB8FQ01bCh1nE-NHJuzARoVVZ4vFeIj_iJBJjHznzb_Y2S7RTF-YojIm_P5yIJckPVGyvwu/s320/caminho.JPG" /></a></div><br />
<div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">ESTIAGEM</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Guida Linhares</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Longo caminho de estio,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">onde não sinto mais o teu calor.</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">No inverno da alma,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">ressecados galhos de sonhos,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">se abraçam numa última tentativa,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">de que surjam viçosos brotos,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que poderão florescer talvez quem sabe,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">numa próxima primavera,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">de um ano qualquer,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">se ainda houver tempo.</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Mas a esperança cansada </span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">já não sente mais forças para vibrar,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">diante da inclemência do tempo.</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Tudo o que agora procura,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">reflete um lugar de paz para morar,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">aquietando o coração.</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Contudo a caminhada ainda se faz longa,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e as árvores já não fazem sombra,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">até mesmo porque o sol se mantém escondido,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">sem a magia das cores do arrebol.</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Quando acaba esta longa estiagem?</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Quando nada mais houver para celebrar?</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Quando o sopro de vida estiver por um fio,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e apenas as lembranças de um tempo feliz,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">serão as companheiras a fecharem os nossos olhos,</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">para que talvez, possamos quem sabe, voltar a sonhar. </span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Santos/SP/Brasil </span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #848400;">ﮨﯝﮨ</span><span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: #848400;">ﮨﯝﮨ ﮨﯝﮨ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: #848400;">ﮨﯝﮨ ﮨﯝﮨ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: #848400;">ﮨﯝﮨ</span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></div><div style="color: #666666; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-85023860154368876332009-08-27T14:14:00.000-07:002009-08-28T13:29:13.415-07:00<div class="separator" style="background-color: #783f04; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7RuOQrFCIfjsdNUSsLDzveL996jh_RCxUtoMPURX5sP6V9GurX8nj3nWVq4-tCjTBDj-YMqMErd23l-nK8ukUz5NOBnqBnCT6KaclI9UyD-SzNr-D03xfMRTyzjHx52kx3C9Td6iTnypn/s1600-h/417938_40.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7RuOQrFCIfjsdNUSsLDzveL996jh_RCxUtoMPURX5sP6V9GurX8nj3nWVq4-tCjTBDj-YMqMErd23l-nK8ukUz5NOBnqBnCT6KaclI9UyD-SzNr-D03xfMRTyzjHx52kx3C9Td6iTnypn/s320/417938_40.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>A Partida </b></span></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Guida Linhares</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Parti naquele dia,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">até porque nem aguentaria,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">te ver de novo! Não conseguiria</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">dar-te um adeus, talvez quem sabe</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">um até breve....</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">quando meus olhos fitassem os teus..</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">quando as tuas mãos procurassem as minhas!</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Não, jamais, em tempo algum conseguiria,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">dar-te as costas e seguir adiante...</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">deixar para trás nosso tempo de amantes</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">envolvidos em deliciosos sonhares </span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e agora transformados</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">em pesadelos de desconfianças.</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">E assim, a partida foi necessária</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">a fim de que as nossas vidas </span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">prosseguissem afastadas,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">para que no lugar do amor,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">o ódio não se instalasse,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e pudéssemos guardar</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">as mais doces lembranças.</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Não meu amor, eu não conseguiria</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">encarar-te e dizer: Adeus!</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Pois tu eras a luz dos olhos meus,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">mas o reflexo do teu espelho,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">mostrou-me outros olhos,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">outra boca que te seduziu,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">outro corpo que agora é teu...</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e eu sou apenas aquela</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que um dia te amou...</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">cujo amor não sobreviveu,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e ferido de morte,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">alçou o ultimo voo,</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">rumo ao desconhecido...</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">sem volta!</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Santos/SP/Brasil</span></b></div><div style="color: #783f04; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: black;">.:“</span><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: orange;">“:. ﮨﯝﮨ<span style="color: magenta;">ჱ<span style="color: #008400;">ﮨﯝﮨ.:“<span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: #008400;">“:. ﮨﯝﮨ<span style="color: #840084;">ჱ<span style="color: #008400;">ﮨﯝﮨ.:“<span style="color: orange;"><span style="color: #008400;">“:. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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</div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-71630980258480667552009-08-27T09:04:00.000-07:002009-08-28T13:30:42.584-07:00<div class="separator" style="background-color: #e69138; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2IKE5aUkSnO6Pu5ZWz5ATaf7fV8c9953iexD3D94fs7D0xtLTULTa9fNQZIqgk7Yb6KBZ0HKHKmwHjB-YgKjpf17hNRoiZs53_iWTOsM3tuUGuSipesd5nwwbGBcGolH56_Myqtg-Ey0O/s1600-h/92_yerka.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2IKE5aUkSnO6Pu5ZWz5ATaf7fV8c9953iexD3D94fs7D0xtLTULTa9fNQZIqgk7Yb6KBZ0HKHKmwHjB-YgKjpf17hNRoiZs53_iWTOsM3tuUGuSipesd5nwwbGBcGolH56_Myqtg-Ey0O/s320/92_yerka.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">COMO É BOM RECOMEÇAR</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Guida Linhares</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">A vida é sempre um constante recomeço,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">a cada dia um novo amanhecer,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e com ele novas possibilidades,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">de ser feliz de novo, de acender a magia</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">do amor e das probabilidades.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Quase sempre ao atravessar a noite escura,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">nos perdemos na imensidão do céu</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">a procurar estrelas luminosas,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que nos façam sorrir novamente.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">E não mais que de repente,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">surge uma nova perspectiva,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">numa estrelinha que ousa</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">sair do lugar de sempre</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e deitar luz e alegria,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">num passe de pura magia.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Óh estrela bendita, que guia</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">os corações aflitos, e que ilumina</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">aqueles seres de alma sadia,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que tem olhos de ver ternura,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que tem vontades e sonhos mil.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que tem sede de amor ventura.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Olha-se a lua emotiva e bela</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e sente-se na intranquila alma</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">mil sonhos que se desmoronam</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">num viver em que se perde a calma.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">Mas vem alguem de tão longe,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">tão simples e tão verdadeiro,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que colhe a estrela do céu,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">que estende a mão para a lua,</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e traz ambas para junto de ti</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e te deixa novamente inteiro.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">E te fala doces palavras e</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">te eleva o coração e o ser</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">e te faz sentir novamente</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;">a plena ventura de viver.</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #008400;">ﻉﻶ</span><span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: orange;">ჱ<span style="color: #840084;">ჱ<span style="color: #008400;">ﻶﻉ<span style="color: #840084;">═══════<span style="color: #008400;">ﻉﻶ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: orange;">ჱ<span style="color: #840084;">ჱ<span style="color: #008400;">ﻶﻉ</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></b></div><div style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><b><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: #008400;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="color: yellow;"><span style="color: red;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #008400;">ﻉﻶ </span><span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: orange;">ჱ<span style="color: #840084;">ჱ<span style="color: #008400;"> ﻶﻉ</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></b></div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-91252086028777982822009-08-25T20:07:00.000-07:002009-08-28T13:35:00.739-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmA6rjXJCRmqlmGpQi_2gwqXzhr22LYhXByyHyek1B6cOdat3Pj7wAHbLhsH1w1KaJ4GCm3CcVF_OFEpwq50j22hBKh9p1K-VwgHzkbhziWGVJCOuWzSt_W3wwumTRMmz5KnAC5gX1B6v/s1600-h/infancia.gif" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374104046133922242" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmA6rjXJCRmqlmGpQi_2gwqXzhr22LYhXByyHyek1B6cOdat3Pj7wAHbLhsH1w1KaJ4GCm3CcVF_OFEpwq50j22hBKh9p1K-VwgHzkbhziWGVJCOuWzSt_W3wwumTRMmz5KnAC5gX1B6v/s320/infancia.gif" style="background-color: #073763; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /><span style="background-color: #073763;"></span><span style="background-color: #0c343d;"></span></a><span style="background-color: #0b5394;"></span><br />
<div style="color: #663300; font-family: georgia; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;">TEMPO DE INFÂNCIA</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> Guida Linhares</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> Na lembrança vejo a menina,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> que descalça, na terra corria,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> em seu reino a pequenina,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> como doce princesa vivia!</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> Eram tamanhos os sonhos,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> que povoavam sua mente,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> que os seus olhos risonhos,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> encantavam muita gente!</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> E então essa gente trazia,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> pra menina toda prosa,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> brinquedos e fantasia,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> de uma vida cor de rosa!</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> Mas o tempo foi escoando,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> e a menina, mulher se tornou</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> e dos sonhos relembrando,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> uma lágrima então brotou!</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> No girar das estações,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> sempre fica uma ferida,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> dos caminhos e ilusões,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> que entrelaçam toda vida.</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> No passado revivido,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> de seu tempo de criança,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> em seu coração ressentido,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> viu-se plena de esperança.</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> E num átimo de segundo,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> de singela e terna saudade,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> abriu a janela ao mundo,</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> buscando a felicidade!</span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> <br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> Santos/SP/Brasil</span></span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #000084;">ﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎ</span><span style="color: #008400;">ﮨﯝﮨﻸﻉ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: orange;">ჱ<span style="color: red;">ჱ<span style="color: #008400;">ﮨﯝﮨﻸﻉ<span style="color: #000084;">ﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎ<wbr></wbr>ﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎﻎ</span></span></span></span></span></span></b><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> </span><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /> </span><span style="font-size: 130%;"><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /></span><span style="font-size: 130%;"><br style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;" /><span style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #073763;"> </span></span></div>Guida Sonho & Poesiahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10510337510912966933noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5638649885706041975.post-89816987657366962722009-08-25T19:56:00.000-07:002009-08-28T13:21:32.609-07:00<div style="background-color: #783f04;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNjxbCu_DRjAkWAk2IN4ynI-L_QFxmqlJBVTCTYA7vG0zX4e27QnP07SnFBifRMjQSVAsrc7SEgHl-3mXoIZ1jQWbK3f0-uWfCelXyL9DJShH_3i63zBSvAmHj6C-5PgvG_lUJZk2X-06/s1600-h/amor-platonico11.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374103089775017666" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBNjxbCu_DRjAkWAk2IN4ynI-L_QFxmqlJBVTCTYA7vG0zX4e27QnP07SnFBifRMjQSVAsrc7SEgHl-3mXoIZ1jQWbK3f0-uWfCelXyL9DJShH_3i63zBSvAmHj6C-5PgvG_lUJZk2X-06/s320/amor-platonico11.jpg" style="display: block; height: 243px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /></a></div><div style="color: #783f04; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">AMORES ETERNOS</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Guida Linhares</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">O amor nunca se apaga</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">brilha constantemente assim</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">como os raios da lua</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">prateando as águas do rio</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">que aceleradas procuram o mar</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">que as afaga.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Quanto mais intenso for</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">ainda que na distância</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">se reduza ao sabor da saudade</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">será sempre aquela paixão</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">que um dia passou pela nossa vida</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">deixando rastros dourados</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">porquanto o seu tempo não era o presente,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">que hoje se tornou passado</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">seja espinho ou seja flor.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">De amores cultivados com ternura</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">fica a lembrança imortalizada</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">de todos que um dia</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">passaram pela nossa vida</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">e nos deixaram</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">instantes de felicidade,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">às vezes por longos anos</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">às vezes fugazes</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">mas sempre eternos</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">em nossos corações</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">plenos de Deus.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Santos/SP/Brasil</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: 130%;"><span style="font-family: georgia;">.:““:. ﮨﯝﮨჱﮨﯝﮨ.:““:. ﮨﯝﮨჱﮨﯝﮨ.:““:. </span></span><br />
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