<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752</id><updated>2012-03-01T19:43:15.227-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Solange Menezes</title><subtitle type='html'>Está autorizado o uso de todo o escrito, ou de parte; desde que seja dado o crédito a Solange Menezes.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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type='text'>Só mais um dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWHshMsWRoU/T0_6vJtLOAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/32-kVNiujJk/s1600/DSC03991.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWHshMsWRoU/T0_6vJtLOAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/32-kVNiujJk/s320/DSC03991.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Só mais um dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Para que eu sinta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Tudo de novo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Dessa felicidade em minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Só mais um dia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Pra que eu acorde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;E abra as janelas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;E vejo este verde do mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Essa mata&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Este cheiro de liberdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Que me enche de energia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Só mais um dia para que eu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Veja os olhos da pessoa querida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Se abrindo num sorriso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;De meu bom dia.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2693354283967261368?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qWHshMsWRoU/T0_6vJtLOAI/AAAAAAAAAgo/32-kVNiujJk/s72-c/DSC03991.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6049063357249866095</id><published>2012-03-01T19:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T19:36:13.617-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda quero</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJbthclefN0/TWe_tS6SvFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_Hbt3acWNQM/s1600/brigadeiro-com-morango+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="243" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJbthclefN0/TWe_tS6SvFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_Hbt3acWNQM/s320/brigadeiro-com-morango+%25281%2529.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ainda quero seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;apertar o corpo seu&lt;br /&gt;sentir tudo que desejei antes&lt;br /&gt;sentir o perfume seu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venha e&amp;nbsp;trás&amp;nbsp;para minhas narinas&lt;br /&gt;o seu cheiro, seu calor, seu desejo&lt;br /&gt;tras pra mim tudo que quis antes&lt;br /&gt;e dê tudo que o que guardou p mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda quero seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;apertando os beijos meus&lt;br /&gt;quero ouvir seu coração&lt;br /&gt;batendo no encontro do meu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem me traga seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;todo louco pro amor meu&lt;br /&gt;venha me de estes lábios que sonho&lt;br /&gt;desde que atirou no coração meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6049063357249866095?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6049063357249866095/comments/default' title='Postar 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url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wJbthclefN0/TWe_tS6SvFI/AAAAAAAAABQ/_Hbt3acWNQM/s72-c/brigadeiro-com-morango+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4001744857061264631</id><published>2012-03-01T19:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T19:26:58.629-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando vem a saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTizhkiGz8Ah4tBFIBlYFe9rsSWy5b247c55D9Nkw4_P8IZrraWo7ZVRjgx" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://t2.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTizhkiGz8Ah4tBFIBlYFe9rsSWy5b247c55D9Nkw4_P8IZrraWo7ZVRjgx" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando vem a saudade&lt;br /&gt;eu revejo palavras antigas&lt;br /&gt;dá uma dor no peito&lt;br /&gt;da forma que tudo partiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vem a saudade&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;me lembro de seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;que os meus tanto queriam tocar&lt;br /&gt;me lembro de sua vontade&lt;br /&gt;de querer meus beijos roubar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vem a saudade&lt;br /&gt;me lembro daquele bar&lt;br /&gt;me lembro de nosso olhar&lt;br /&gt;me lembro do calor de nossas mãos&lt;br /&gt;que por instantes seu calor&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo todo tomou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vem a saudade&lt;br /&gt;procuro uma de suas fotos antigas&lt;br /&gt;fico olhando e pensando&lt;br /&gt;porque tudo terminou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vem a saudade&lt;br /&gt;sei que é o vento que&amp;nbsp;trás&lt;br /&gt;seus pensamentos em meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;então sei que só não estou mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vem a saudade&lt;br /&gt;dá vontade de te ligar&lt;br /&gt;mas será que merecemos&lt;br /&gt;outra vez recomeçar ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-9093703875956735125</id><published>2012-02-29T09:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T09:28:24.047-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vem, chega logo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzAyTMWnt5E/S1hIaBzfHUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2-xPOUHDbWY/s1600/Car%C3%AAncia" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzAyTMWnt5E/S1hIaBzfHUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2-xPOUHDbWY/s640/Car%C3%AAncia" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vem, chega logo&lt;br /&gt;traz o disco que escutamos&lt;br /&gt;naquela noite de luar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, volta logo&lt;br /&gt;porque meu corpo pede&lt;br /&gt;que teu corpo me aqueça&lt;br /&gt;que teu cheiro encha&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, não fique assim longe&lt;br /&gt;me traz aquelas flores&lt;br /&gt;que plantamos no ar&lt;br /&gt;desenhadas no espaço&lt;br /&gt;que levou pra não murchar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem. me traz&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;logo&lt;br /&gt;para que eu possa respirar&lt;br /&gt;Vem, não me mate com a distância&lt;br /&gt;porque ta faltando meu ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, chega logo&lt;br /&gt;que todo meu ser te espera&lt;br /&gt;querendo te ver,&lt;br /&gt;querendo te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, porque demora&lt;br /&gt;me manda um beijo&lt;br /&gt;me dê seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;me de seu calor&lt;br /&gt;devolve&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;para que eu pare&lt;br /&gt;de só sonhar ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qzAyTMWnt5E/S1hIaBzfHUI/AAAAAAAAAAs/2-xPOUHDbWY/s72-c/Car%C3%AAncia' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2923527986056279115</id><published>2012-02-29T09:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-29T12:39:19.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tô tão assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7yXxmRb_YI/SfbFDgugDZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xqNXtcz3HnY/s1600/carencia2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K7yXxmRb_YI/SfbFDgugDZI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xqNXtcz3HnY/s320/carencia2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que por favor&lt;br /&gt;nem sorria pra mim&lt;br /&gt;tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;me dará animo para pedir&lt;br /&gt;pedir que namore comigo&lt;br /&gt;só porque me sorriu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que por favor&lt;br /&gt;não fale comigo&lt;br /&gt;me tocando assim&lt;br /&gt;porque tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que acharei que se apaixonou por mim&lt;br /&gt;só porque relou no meu braço assim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que nem me olhe&lt;br /&gt;porque acharei seus olhos os mais lindos&lt;br /&gt;que na face do mundo existiu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que se chegar tão perto&lt;br /&gt;posso arrancar-te um beijo&lt;br /&gt;achando que achegou por desejar a mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que por favor&lt;br /&gt;não fale com esta voz mansa&lt;br /&gt;que já grito um padre&lt;br /&gt;para que nos case de vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô tão assim&lt;br /&gt;que fico afastada&amp;nbsp;de todos&lt;br /&gt;só para que não me ponham&lt;br /&gt;numa camisa de força&lt;br /&gt;por eu estar&lt;br /&gt;tão assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2923527986056279115?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2923527986056279115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/to-tao-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8764871595060125818</id><published>2012-02-29T08:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-03-01T11:34:10.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigas de boteco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://verdadesparticulares.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/viola-vila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://verdadesparticulares.files.wordpress.com/2009/04/viola-vila.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pessoas desaparecem de nossas vidas&lt;br /&gt;pessoas queridas&lt;br /&gt;que a vida faz o rumo mudar&lt;br /&gt;eramos um grupo de meninas&lt;br /&gt;nos&amp;nbsp;encontrávamos&amp;nbsp;sempre, naquele bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida foi mudando&lt;br /&gt;sei la o que vai acontecendo&lt;br /&gt;mas quando percebemos&lt;br /&gt;nem sabemos onde cada uma foi parar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que me procuram?&lt;br /&gt;assim como estou a procurar&lt;br /&gt;não&amp;nbsp;tínhamos&amp;nbsp;sobrenomes&lt;br /&gt;eramos,&amp;nbsp;Marlene, Graça, Ismênia,&amp;nbsp;Andréa,Thais&lt;br /&gt;e outras que nem consigo os nomes lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentávamos&amp;nbsp;sempre na mesma mesa&lt;br /&gt;vivíamos&amp;nbsp;a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;lembro que Andréa tocava pandeiro&lt;br /&gt;outras violão, mas todas sabiam cantar&lt;br /&gt;finais de semana eramos nós&lt;br /&gt;para fazer o bar lotar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantos desencontros&lt;br /&gt;o bar fechou, a gente se fechou&lt;br /&gt;alguém casou, quem se mudou ?&lt;br /&gt;procuro estas meninas&lt;br /&gt;que como eu, &amp;nbsp;se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;uma das outras afastadas&lt;br /&gt;onde será que cada uma está ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ver a Marlene, com ela conversar&lt;br /&gt;ver se a Ismenia continua&lt;br /&gt;com o mesmo tipo de olhar&lt;br /&gt;Ver se Andreinha ainda ta brava&lt;br /&gt;de assuntos que deixei por lá.&lt;br /&gt;Ver a Graça, toda cheia de graça&lt;br /&gt;com seus cabelos brincar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que ainda se reunem&lt;br /&gt;será que ninguém se perdeu&lt;br /&gt;onde será que hoje se encontram&lt;br /&gt;queria muito, as meninas encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Mas que bar, que bar que estão a frequentar?.&lt;br /&gt;sei que um dia, as posso encontrar&lt;br /&gt;vou continuar a procurar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8764871595060125818?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8764871595060125818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/amigas-de-boteco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8764871595060125818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8764871595060125818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/amigas-de-boteco.html' title='Amigas de boteco'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4809679385953855678</id><published>2012-02-28T09:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T09:56:46.258-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um beijo e tchau</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.planettoy.com.br/fotos/paineis_decorativos/img_paineis_g_bexiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.planettoy.com.br/fotos/paineis_decorativos/img_paineis_g_bexiga.jpg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ver&amp;nbsp;você,&amp;nbsp;mexe com minha libido&lt;br /&gt;sempre.&lt;br /&gt;quando seus olhos encontram os meus&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo fica feliz&lt;br /&gt;quando passeia pelo salão&lt;br /&gt;vendo seu corpo no passar&lt;br /&gt;mexe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tão bonito que parece&lt;br /&gt;que estou a dançar&lt;br /&gt;ver&amp;nbsp;você, deixa meu dia mais bonito&lt;br /&gt;clareia ainda mais o sol&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mim, as estrelas brilham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tudo tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;meu coração começa a dançar&lt;br /&gt;em um balanceado,&lt;br /&gt;que minhas pernas&lt;br /&gt;não conseguem acompanhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É um tum tum tum&lt;br /&gt;um compasso meio descompassado&lt;br /&gt;que não consigo faze lo acalmar&lt;br /&gt;Mas meus olhos acompanham&lt;br /&gt;seu andar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tudo tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;nem tento me explicar&lt;br /&gt;e, chega o auge de minha festa&lt;br /&gt;vem me dá um beijo e o tchau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4809679385953855678?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-9196754683776615805</id><published>2012-02-28T09:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-28T09:32:05.286-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuJcncPxkXU/TlflLqgNTFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Jcq1xbRtdkM/s1600/155941_Papel-de-Parede-Ceu-Estrelado--155941_1280x800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuJcncPxkXU/TlflLqgNTFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Jcq1xbRtdkM/s320/155941_Papel-de-Parede-Ceu-Estrelado--155941_1280x800.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tinha tanto medo&lt;br /&gt;na madrugada olhar o mar&lt;br /&gt;tudo estava escuro&lt;br /&gt;não tinha nem luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via aquelas espumas brancas&lt;br /&gt;na minha direção chegar&lt;br /&gt;eu ali, sentindo a areia&lt;br /&gt;meus pés &amp;nbsp;tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não via nada adiante&lt;br /&gt;um espaço vazio, escuro&lt;br /&gt;Sabia, ali ser o mar&lt;br /&gt;mas eu tinha medo desse escuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha medo do mar&lt;br /&gt;o barulho das ondas quebrando&lt;br /&gt;sem nada na minha frente enxergar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deitei me na areia&lt;br /&gt;e, fiquei tão feliz&lt;br /&gt;em ver que Deus&lt;br /&gt;acendeu tantas luzinhas pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-9196754683776615805?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/9196754683776615805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QuJcncPxkXU/TlflLqgNTFI/AAAAAAAAAFc/Jcq1xbRtdkM/s72-c/155941_Papel-de-Parede-Ceu-Estrelado--155941_1280x800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-1985808762866528890</id><published>2012-02-25T20:40:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-25T20:40:54.912-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Brisa Leve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jLlTOAtCKio/TzXHVKZM5qI/AAAAAAAAAgc/23z6ZIaVenE/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jLlTOAtCKio/TzXHVKZM5qI/AAAAAAAAAgc/23z6ZIaVenE/s320/1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Talvez esteja mais próximo do que imagino&lt;br /&gt;e meus olhos procuram................&lt;br /&gt;onde foram parar aqueles cabelos negros&lt;br /&gt;aqueles olhos.&lt;br /&gt;vi papéis rasgados&lt;br /&gt;fotografias maquiadas&lt;br /&gt;procuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu nome esta no meio&lt;br /&gt;deste monte de gente que se empilha&lt;br /&gt;atras de rostinhos joviais&lt;br /&gt;escondendo algum sinal&lt;br /&gt;mas eu não ligo&lt;br /&gt;o tempo passa e passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cadê você,&amp;nbsp;onde esconde&lt;br /&gt;onde se esconde&lt;br /&gt;leio seus segredos,&amp;nbsp;seus desejos&lt;br /&gt;mas qual é a princesa ?&lt;br /&gt;onde esta o príncipe&lt;br /&gt;que não apareceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta tão aqui de meu lado&lt;br /&gt;só não sei qual é&lt;br /&gt;não tem fotos amareladas&lt;br /&gt;mas são todas passadas&lt;br /&gt;escondendo o que o tempo&lt;br /&gt;deixou de sinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Príncipes&amp;nbsp;viram sapos ?&lt;br /&gt;ou sapos que viram&amp;nbsp;príncipes&amp;nbsp;?&lt;br /&gt;não importa, pode virar até mariposa&lt;br /&gt;ou daquelas borboletas azuis que vejo por aqui voando&lt;br /&gt;qualquer cachorrinho é doce quando necessita de cafuné&lt;br /&gt;eu também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro e sei que ta tão perto&lt;br /&gt;é só uma folha ainda levada pelo vento&lt;br /&gt;só estou &amp;nbsp;esperando o vento trazer.&lt;br /&gt;onde está ? brinca de esconde, esconde&lt;br /&gt;por&amp;nbsp;trás&amp;nbsp;de fotografias, por&amp;nbsp;trás&amp;nbsp;de nomes&lt;br /&gt;cadê o vento que não te traz&lt;br /&gt;quero sentir a brisa leve&lt;br /&gt;te fazer pousar aqui em meus beijos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1985808762866528890?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1985808762866528890/comments/default' title='Postar 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descansar&lt;br /&gt;tem coqueiros carregados&lt;br /&gt;e muita&amp;nbsp;água&amp;nbsp;de coco pra tomar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia eu volto&lt;br /&gt;vou andar por ai&lt;br /&gt;de chinelos nos pés&lt;br /&gt;mochila nas costas&lt;br /&gt;colher frutos no pé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia eu volto&lt;br /&gt;depois de ver esquinas&lt;br /&gt;conversar com as meninas&lt;br /&gt;beber com eles num bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia eu volto&lt;br /&gt;se é amanhã, ou depois&lt;br /&gt;não tenho pressa&lt;br /&gt;para retornar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quero olhar outros céus&lt;br /&gt;do avião a mata enxergar&lt;br /&gt;ver se ainda tem verde pela terra&lt;br /&gt;que estamos a morar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia eu volto&lt;br /&gt;nem me pergunte datas&lt;br /&gt;eu estou só passeando&lt;br /&gt;procurando outros assuntos pra escutar&lt;br /&gt;querendo ouvir prosas de "cumpadres"&lt;br /&gt;me encantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia eu volto&lt;br /&gt;levo no peito os amigos&lt;br /&gt;que jamais como estes,&lt;br /&gt;outros vou encontrar&lt;br /&gt;um dia eu volto&amp;nbsp;e, voltando&lt;br /&gt;de novo quero os mesmos abraçar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4090740343620377286?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4090740343620377286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/um-dia-eu-volto.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4090740343620377286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4090740343620377286'/><link 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href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrx4kEUtUo4/TzQUlJifdJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Oc_0_5sOUTM/s1600/GRITO3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrx4kEUtUo4/TzQUlJifdJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Oc_0_5sOUTM/s1600/GRITO3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um grito querendo ecoar&lt;br /&gt;preso, não sai.&lt;br /&gt;É como esta lágrima,&lt;br /&gt;não sai.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o corpo chora&lt;br /&gt;lágrimas gritam&lt;br /&gt;ficam as feridas&lt;br /&gt;rasgando os ais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora, tudo tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;não deixo que o cinza&lt;br /&gt;impregne o ar&lt;br /&gt;Dentro, um mar revolto&lt;br /&gt;batendo em pedras&lt;br /&gt;lambendo fortemente as areias&lt;br /&gt;sem ninguém enxergar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos procuram o belo&lt;br /&gt;o coração é belo&lt;br /&gt;precisa só chorar&lt;br /&gt;mostrar nas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;o que não se enxerga,&lt;br /&gt;o amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, a boca calada&lt;br /&gt;por medo do escuro&lt;br /&gt;o escuro do medo&lt;br /&gt;do grito ecoar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6795782023541184858?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6795782023541184858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-grito.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6795782023541184858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6795782023541184858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/o-grito.html' title='O Grito'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zrx4kEUtUo4/TzQUlJifdJI/AAAAAAAAAgM/Oc_0_5sOUTM/s72-c/GRITO3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5024695003084726304</id><published>2012-02-08T22:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T22:47:37.204-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem horas que seria bom...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZGSvzVs7AM/TzMXd97YXJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/G_liEbvK2cQ/s1600/lapis-de-cor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uZGSvzVs7AM/TzMXd97YXJI/AAAAAAAAAgE/G_liEbvK2cQ/s320/lapis-de-cor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tem horas que seria bom&lt;br /&gt;um banho gelado&lt;br /&gt;pra tirar este corpo suado&lt;br /&gt;refrescar meu corpo cansado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem horas que seria bom&lt;br /&gt;sentar na calçada &lt;br /&gt;ficar vendo a lua&lt;br /&gt;namorando com meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;os lindos brinquedos dos céus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem horas que seria bom&lt;br /&gt;um chopp gelado&lt;br /&gt;sentado lá naquela mesa&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo músicas que fazem&lt;br /&gt;meu cérebro descansar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem horas que seria bom&lt;br /&gt;sentar na calçada&lt;br /&gt;contar histórias engraçadas&lt;br /&gt;rir até chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem horas que seria bom&lt;br /&gt;poder ver seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;com&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;tomar banho gelado&lt;br /&gt;sentar na calçada e ver a lua&lt;br /&gt;tomando um chopp gelado&lt;br /&gt;contando histórias engraçadas&lt;br /&gt;mas estar com&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;e não precisar chorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5024695003084726304?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5024695003084726304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/tem-horas-que-seria-bom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-9067938206477527041</id><published>2012-02-07T14:14:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T14:14:56.433-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me ensine você</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTC4e1QCppw/TzFNxk9mK1I/AAAAAAAAAf0/yv3vaFm6P1w/s1600/Figura2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTC4e1QCppw/TzFNxk9mK1I/AAAAAAAAAf0/yv3vaFm6P1w/s1600/Figura2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me ensine seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;me ensine seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;me ensine você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem me ensine sua dança&lt;br /&gt;me faça uma trança&lt;br /&gt;me leve pra passear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, me ensine estes passos&lt;br /&gt;me dê este embalo&lt;br /&gt;pro meu sangue ferver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem me leve pra tomar aquele chopinho&lt;br /&gt;que tomamos juntinhos&lt;br /&gt;vendo a noite nascer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem me ensine seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;me ensine seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;me ensine a dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem com a &amp;nbsp;mesma canção&lt;br /&gt;que aprendi com você&lt;br /&gt;a dançar, a cantar, a gostar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, vamos tomar aquela chuva&lt;br /&gt;que molhou nosso corpo&lt;br /&gt;que me molhei com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem mata esta saudade&lt;br /&gt;de sentir seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;de sentir seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;vem , não quero gritar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ensine seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;me ensine seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;para a saudade eu suportar&lt;br /&gt;vem, me ensine você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-9067938206477527041?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/9067938206477527041/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-ensine-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/9067938206477527041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/9067938206477527041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-ensine-voce.html' title='Me ensine você'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zTC4e1QCppw/TzFNxk9mK1I/AAAAAAAAAf0/yv3vaFm6P1w/s72-c/Figura2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6638455011961766446</id><published>2012-02-07T13:46:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T13:46:00.956-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Todas estrelas do céu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NhTdv5VEhSk/TzFHKsl28nI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gg5koupMdjo/s1600/estrela1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-NhTdv5VEhSk/TzFHKsl28nI/AAAAAAAAAfs/gg5koupMdjo/s320/estrela1.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Nem vejo as estrelas do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;e, quem fala que pra ela quero olhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;se aqui &amp;nbsp;está tão bom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;só no balanço da rede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;no som do mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Vendo seus olhos me olhando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;pra que quero ver as estrelas brilhar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;se teus olhos só me brilham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;mostrando seu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;no seu sorriso está contido até os planetas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;que Deus ainda não nos mostrou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Por que olhar para o céu;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;se eu olhar para meu amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;verei todas as estrelas do céu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;e muito mais ainda&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;no brilho dos olhos do meu amor.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6638455011961766446?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bCX5M3VCeQ/Ty75-LhkrtI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lsO3Hy6tn-0/s320/rel%C3%B3gio.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;e como me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;se é quem amo&lt;br /&gt;e sou o amor teu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;de ter&amp;nbsp;caído&amp;nbsp;na tua conversa&lt;br /&gt;que queria só me ver&lt;br /&gt;me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;de não ter puxado o seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;me arrependo de não ter beijado você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me arrependo de ter permitido&lt;br /&gt;suas palavras tão confusas&lt;br /&gt;me arrependo de não ter dado&lt;br /&gt;o que seu corpo queria do meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me arrependo e como me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;meus pensamentos vive em você&lt;br /&gt;daquele&amp;nbsp;fatídico&amp;nbsp;dia&lt;br /&gt;que eu só fiquei a ouvir você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me arrependo e como me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;de ter acreditado em você&lt;br /&gt;que não queria mais meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;me arrependo de não ter mostrado a você&lt;br /&gt;me arrependo e como me arrependo&lt;br /&gt;de não ter amado você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-913598772513358099?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/913598772513358099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-arrependo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/913598772513358099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/913598772513358099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/me-arrependo.html' title='Me Arrependo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1bCX5M3VCeQ/Ty75-LhkrtI/AAAAAAAAAfk/lsO3Hy6tn-0/s72-c/rel%C3%B3gio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8967470262480293785</id><published>2012-02-01T15:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T15:46:38.836-02:00</updated><title type='text'>As passistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vEOgamk4kS0/Tyl4E66sCsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pUWmPQiVWPg/s1600/mascara3.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vEOgamk4kS0/Tyl4E66sCsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pUWmPQiVWPg/s1600/mascara3.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Agora, elas que são as artistas&lt;br /&gt;desfilam na avenida&lt;br /&gt;doce gingar , excelentes requebrar&lt;br /&gt;as passistas mais bonitas&lt;br /&gt;gordas ou finas&lt;br /&gt;são quem enfeitam a avenida&lt;br /&gt;alegrando no dia,&lt;br /&gt;dançando na avenida,&amp;nbsp;este tal de carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja os sorrisos das artistas&lt;br /&gt;o louco cantar&lt;br /&gt;cantando o samba na avenida&lt;br /&gt;mostrando a garra para a avenida enfeitar&lt;br /&gt;as passistas que cantam&lt;br /&gt;em suas vozes mais roucas&lt;br /&gt;e a cada passo, som sempre eterno&lt;br /&gt;no amor ao carnaval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, sambam as passistas&lt;br /&gt;as nossas artistas&lt;br /&gt;no nosso carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8967470262480293785?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8967470262480293785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/as-passistas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8967470262480293785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8967470262480293785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/as-passistas.html' title='As passistas'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vEOgamk4kS0/Tyl4E66sCsI/AAAAAAAAAfc/pUWmPQiVWPg/s72-c/mascara3.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3274847499502600320</id><published>2012-02-01T11:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:05:48.911-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa levar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjm_l5foxyU/Tyk4Lgk6LjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HFRHZUTeZvQ/s1600/no+balan%C3%A7o+da+rede.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjm_l5foxyU/Tyk4Lgk6LjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HFRHZUTeZvQ/s320/no+balan%C3%A7o+da+rede.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Para que outra vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Com &amp;nbsp;dinheiro no banco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Se no banco não tem rede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Pra eu balançar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Aqui eu chacoalho na rede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;E do lado está o mar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Eu sei que daqui a pouco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Um peixe em minha vara irá fisgar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Fico de longe só olhando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Quando a vara balançar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;É só dar um salto de minha rede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;E o peixe puxar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Já juntei algumas pedras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;fiz um fogão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Peguei pedaços de pau&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Rasguei um pedaço de minha camisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;E a brasa já está a estalar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Peguei uma pedra afiada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;A barrigada vou tirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Com um graveto, mas bem feito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Na brasa meu peixe irá assar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Vou voltar na minha rede&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Jogar o chapéu em minha cabeça vou cochilar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Assim que a fumacinha chegar na minhas narinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Com o cheiro do peixe pronto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;É só banquetear.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3274847499502600320?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3274847499502600320/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/deixa-levar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3274847499502600320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3274847499502600320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/02/deixa-levar.html' title='Deixa levar'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Gjm_l5foxyU/Tyk4Lgk6LjI/AAAAAAAAAfU/HFRHZUTeZvQ/s72-c/no+balan%C3%A7o+da+rede.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-38887120653048558</id><published>2012-02-01T11:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T11:01:45.026-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Requebrar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvVD38CHwyY/Tyk3Tqw2SeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/tu6aYqAEocw/s1600/abre-mulatas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EvVD38CHwyY/Tyk3Tqw2SeI/AAAAAAAAAfM/tu6aYqAEocw/s320/abre-mulatas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Porque você não requebra em mim&lt;br /&gt;vejo seu corpo mexendo&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;dançando, meu corpo alucinado&lt;br /&gt;eu ficando louco&lt;br /&gt;e nem sei dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem , dança sobre meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Faz este requebro gostoso&lt;br /&gt;deixe-me em seu corpo dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te olhando fico louco&lt;br /&gt;você requebra gostoso&lt;br /&gt;me ensine a dançar&lt;br /&gt;vem, me esfregue seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;e deixe meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;aprender neste seu requebrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;mexe gostoso&lt;br /&gt;esta musica me deixa louco&lt;br /&gt;Olhando seus quadris&lt;br /&gt;nesse ritmo dançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem, me ensine estes passos&lt;br /&gt;que eu abro meus braços&lt;br /&gt;e te mostro meu requebrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor moço&lt;br /&gt;pare com esta música&lt;br /&gt;que não sei mais o que faço&lt;br /&gt;Pois eu quero aprender neste requebro&lt;br /&gt;com ela requebrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-38887120653048558?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/38887120653048558/comments/default' 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&amp;nbsp;aperta&lt;br /&gt;sufoca meu peito&lt;br /&gt;não consigo dizer que te amo&lt;br /&gt;e nem consigo o seu te amo do seu jeito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tire a corda do pescoço&lt;br /&gt;e deixe o ar em mim entrar&lt;br /&gt;para que saia alto e bom som de meu amor&lt;br /&gt;e para que livre meus&amp;nbsp;músculos&amp;nbsp;do ouvido&lt;br /&gt;para teu amor poder escutar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desata este nó de meu peito&lt;br /&gt;livre todo amor meu&lt;br /&gt;pois eu sou quem procura&lt;br /&gt;e estou aqui&lt;br /&gt;para alimentar os sonhos seus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1293102733732710056?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1293102733732710056/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_vMdW8BWzhw/Tyk1Y_z2h6I/AAAAAAAAAfE/evdrKsJ5G_o/s72-c/n%C3%B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4034131876549034369</id><published>2012-01-31T12:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T13:01:07.771-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISbrJ-SDe-I/TygASwXoPMI/AAAAAAAAAes/P2rBUDOiv-0/s1600/porque.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISbrJ-SDe-I/TygASwXoPMI/AAAAAAAAAes/P2rBUDOiv-0/s1600/porque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Porque seus olhos olharam os meus&lt;br /&gt;porque nosso encontro de olhar&lt;br /&gt;porque seu sorriso mexeu com o meu&lt;br /&gt;porque me fitou sem eu chamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque aceitou meu pedido&lt;br /&gt;porque fomos nas ruas passear&lt;br /&gt;porque pegou em minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;porque acariciou meu polegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque me sorriu tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;porque beijou os lábios meus&lt;br /&gt;porque me deu todo seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;porque me permitiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque me amou assim gostoso&lt;br /&gt;Porque deu&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;pra mim&lt;br /&gt;porque fugiu tão de repente&lt;br /&gt;porque desapareceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque me deixou tão triste&lt;br /&gt;porque deu esta tristeza pra você&lt;br /&gt;porque não volta de tão longe&lt;br /&gt;porque não me devolve você.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4034131876549034369?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ISbrJ-SDe-I/TygASwXoPMI/AAAAAAAAAes/P2rBUDOiv-0/s72-c/porque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-9125477342846298179</id><published>2012-01-31T12:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-01T10:21:27.126-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É hora de nanar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ftJJZHG0s/Tyf-PFCO7xI/AAAAAAAAAek/tdOrPV_Mue0/s1600/atomo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-d2ftJJZHG0s/Tyf-PFCO7xI/AAAAAAAAAek/tdOrPV_Mue0/s320/atomo.jpg" width="204" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem é ó Deus&lt;br /&gt;que talvez esta no céu&lt;br /&gt;e eu aqui a reclamar&lt;br /&gt;Será um homem cansado&lt;br /&gt;que lutou desenfreado&lt;br /&gt;pra nossa paz nos dar&lt;br /&gt;ou será um mito feito por mentes&lt;br /&gt;que não tinham quem amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pintaram um Deus cor do céu, cor da paz&lt;br /&gt;que estou a procurar,&amp;nbsp;se existe me pergunto&lt;br /&gt;mas também me pergunto, quem me deu este céu&lt;br /&gt;este mar, os pássaros que tanto amo&lt;br /&gt;um planeta pra morar ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem fez os homens&lt;br /&gt;os homens , pois nascemos pra errar&lt;br /&gt;é Deus, me perdoe no que digo&lt;br /&gt;mas preciso acreditar&lt;br /&gt;Me encontro neste espaço de terra&lt;br /&gt;manipulados por mentes que pensam ser sã&lt;br /&gt;mas que só sabem errar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus eu caminho nesta estrada, me procurei&lt;br /&gt;como posso dizer que me achei,&amp;nbsp;se não achei&amp;nbsp;Você&lt;br /&gt;pra falar a verdade&amp;nbsp;Você&amp;nbsp;reina em minha falsidade de ser eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria Lhe encontrar , talvez como se fosse um pássaro&lt;br /&gt;caído&amp;nbsp;cansado,&amp;nbsp;e eu poder te curar&lt;br /&gt;queria encontra-lo como uma criança desamparada&lt;br /&gt;e poder Lhe ajudar&lt;br /&gt;Queria Lhe encontrar,&amp;nbsp;como&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;que eu pudesse conversar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não te encontro e me encontro&lt;br /&gt;nos meus erros, meus enganos&lt;br /&gt;no meu doce despertar.&lt;br /&gt;E ao chegar minhas noites eu te esqueço&lt;br /&gt;como tudo que estava a pensar&lt;br /&gt;Deus eu&amp;nbsp;caminho&amp;nbsp;em&amp;nbsp;passos&amp;nbsp;talvez certos, talvez errados&lt;br /&gt;e Lhe encontro nas horas que não é pra te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu caminho nesta estrada encontro flores&lt;br /&gt;tão lindas, espeto o dedo&lt;br /&gt;flores&amp;nbsp;também&amp;nbsp;tem espinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu caminho nesta estrada feita de pedras, continuo a caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Minha estrada é muito longa, não me importo, vou caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Vou errando, vou cantando,&amp;nbsp;vou feliz vivendo&lt;br /&gt;Mas quem sabe quando meus passos cansados&lt;br /&gt;não conseguirem mais trocar&lt;br /&gt;vagarei talvez pelo espaço, talvez da ilusão&lt;br /&gt;talvez da verdade e lá Te encontrarei,&lt;br /&gt;sentado num trono, ou então a trabalhar&lt;br /&gt;e poderei ouvir de&amp;nbsp;Você&amp;nbsp;o caminho que devo continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez siga seus conselhos se realmente acreditar&lt;br /&gt;talvez o atalho que eu veja seja por ali que eu queira passar&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe no final,&lt;br /&gt;volte no caminho que me ensinou ou talvez&lt;br /&gt;encontre frutos no meio desta selva sem fim&lt;br /&gt;e ali tenha que recomeçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito no meu mundo&lt;br /&gt;de desejos e apetrechos para cada dia continuar&lt;br /&gt;e confio na minha vontade de um dia Te encontrar&lt;br /&gt;por as mãos em minha cabeça, me perdoar&lt;br /&gt;me dar um beijo de boa noite e dizer;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;é hora de nanar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*(escrevi esta poesia em minha&amp;nbsp;adolescência) acredito e confio em Deus !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-9125477342846298179?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/9125477342846298179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/e-hora-de-nanar.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/9125477342846298179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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realidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_p3tBimxAoE/TyNCOH12_sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/PUqsdzAm5lI/s1600/Bexigas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_p3tBimxAoE/TyNCOH12_sI/AAAAAAAAAd4/PUqsdzAm5lI/s320/Bexigas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Voltei para a realidade, voltei&lt;br /&gt;voltei sim&lt;br /&gt;porque aqui eu tenho meu trabalho&lt;br /&gt;aqui tenho os que amo&lt;br /&gt;voltei e como voltei.&lt;br /&gt;Voltei e trouxe dentro de mim o sonho&lt;br /&gt;o sonho da realidade vivida&lt;br /&gt;voltei e voltei feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei pra minha realidade&lt;br /&gt;e trouxe na bagagem mais um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;trouxe na bagagem o amor&lt;br /&gt;voltei, voltei sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora meus dias são mais lindos&lt;br /&gt;novas experiências vivi&lt;br /&gt;esta é a mais doces das realidades&lt;br /&gt;não é mais sonho o que vivi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltei e voltei sim&lt;br /&gt;trazendo no coração o sonho&lt;br /&gt;na minha mente paisagens&lt;br /&gt;tantas coisas novas que vivi.&lt;br /&gt;Voltei e voltei sim&lt;br /&gt;meu sonho ninguém apaga&lt;br /&gt;esta realidade&lt;br /&gt;ninguém mais tira de mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5226468556413407047?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5226468556413407047/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/voltei-pra-minha-realidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4488518917448480961</id><published>2012-01-27T00:11:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:26:05.907-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Baixinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsW54lrd-L8/TyIMC4JIoGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/5iDLQ_Tzpg8/s1600/alta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsW54lrd-L8/TyIMC4JIoGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/5iDLQ_Tzpg8/s1600/alta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como é ruim ser uma baixinha&lt;br /&gt;E ter que aguentar&lt;br /&gt;os apelidos dos meninos&lt;br /&gt;o xingar&lt;br /&gt;O carinhoso apelido de baixinha de mamãe&lt;br /&gt;Baixinha vem pra cá&lt;br /&gt;e corria a baixinha pra lá e pra cá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadinha da baixinha&lt;br /&gt;que eu ficava a olhar&lt;br /&gt;tentando agarrar o galho&lt;br /&gt;pra&amp;nbsp;fruta poder pegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, a baixinha pulava e xingava&lt;br /&gt;mas, de tanto chacoalhar o galho&lt;br /&gt;a terra, o fruto vinha beijar&lt;br /&gt;e saia a baixinha sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;com o fruto a saborear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A roupa no varal&lt;br /&gt;lá ia a baixinha esticar&lt;br /&gt;eram dois a&amp;nbsp;três&amp;nbsp;saltos&lt;br /&gt;pra a corda agarrar&lt;br /&gt;jogava um pano pesado&lt;br /&gt;e com o varal mais baixo&lt;br /&gt;as roupas conseguia dependurar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadinha da baixinha&lt;br /&gt;que todas suas roupas&lt;br /&gt;algum pedaço tinha que cortar&lt;br /&gt;recosturava de alguns lados&lt;br /&gt;Vestia e sorria&lt;br /&gt;e saia a requebrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sorria da baixinha&lt;br /&gt;que nem queria com isso brincar&lt;br /&gt;quando chegava as pessoas queridas&lt;br /&gt;era no umbigo&lt;br /&gt;que conseguia beijar.&lt;br /&gt;*n33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4488518917448480961?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4488518917448480961/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/baixinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4488518917448480961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4488518917448480961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/baixinha.html' title='*Baixinha'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsW54lrd-L8/TyIMC4JIoGI/AAAAAAAAAdk/5iDLQ_Tzpg8/s72-c/alta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2810076250425087362</id><published>2012-01-26T23:32:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T23:32:38.786-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Folha Amarela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBd6l7b7xkI/Tx22ObogMFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gJcXn7SS0c4/s1600/folhas-de-outono%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBd6l7b7xkI/Tx22ObogMFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gJcXn7SS0c4/s1600/folhas-de-outono%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Foi só um vento que passou&lt;br /&gt;Assoviou&lt;br /&gt;olhei no espaço&lt;br /&gt;a folha amarela que voava&lt;br /&gt;não só voava, mas planava&lt;br /&gt;Era Leve&lt;br /&gt;a folha amarela que voava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acompanhava seu planar&lt;br /&gt;neste doce dançar&lt;br /&gt;no sabor do som&lt;br /&gt;do vento que lhe assoviava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a folha amarela&lt;br /&gt;planava&lt;br /&gt;dançava descendo&lt;br /&gt;voava&lt;br /&gt;descia levemente&lt;br /&gt;e beijou;&lt;br /&gt;a folha amarela&lt;br /&gt;a terra&amp;nbsp;beijou&amp;nbsp;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2810076250425087362?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2810076250425087362/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/folha-amarela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2810076250425087362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2810076250425087362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/folha-amarela.html' title='A Folha Amarela'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HBd6l7b7xkI/Tx22ObogMFI/AAAAAAAAAbA/gJcXn7SS0c4/s72-c/folhas-de-outono%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5203277777761110434</id><published>2012-01-26T14:58:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T14:58:13.121-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaz no leito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOJSIgh733Q/Tx9iTf6x3AI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ztTxw-p14iQ/s1600/nu_deitado_01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="148" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOJSIgh733Q/Tx9iTf6x3AI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ztTxw-p14iQ/s200/nu_deitado_01.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Jaz no leito um corpo&lt;br /&gt;morto&lt;br /&gt;Talvez vivo&lt;br /&gt;morto, jogado&lt;br /&gt;sem forças até para a vida&lt;br /&gt;Jaz no leito o corpo&lt;br /&gt;sem vida&lt;br /&gt;braços estirados&lt;br /&gt;pernas jogadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaz o corpo morto&lt;br /&gt;no leito sem vida&lt;br /&gt;Jaz o corpo vivo&lt;br /&gt;no leito morto&lt;br /&gt;olhos abertos sem nada definido&lt;br /&gt;o corpo morto no leito vivo&lt;br /&gt;braços jogados, pernas estiradas&lt;br /&gt;na boca do corpo morto&lt;br /&gt;um leve sorriso&lt;br /&gt;esperando recobrar sentidos&lt;br /&gt;do corpo morto&lt;br /&gt;do prazer incontido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5203277777761110434?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5203277777761110434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/jaz-no-leito.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5203277777761110434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5203277777761110434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/jaz-no-leito.html' title='Jaz no leito'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dOJSIgh733Q/Tx9iTf6x3AI/AAAAAAAAAcU/ztTxw-p14iQ/s72-c/nu_deitado_01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-413316457194109687</id><published>2012-01-25T12:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:52:25.636-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fumaça do Cigarro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cz7XWSS2IbU/Tx3Mo1Noi6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/AiCaRtTB0F8/s1600/bolas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cz7XWSS2IbU/Tx3Mo1Noi6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/AiCaRtTB0F8/s1600/bolas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em cada bolinha com a fumaça&lt;br /&gt;a fumaça do cigarro&lt;br /&gt;um rosto.&lt;br /&gt;tantos rostos&lt;br /&gt;tantas cores&lt;br /&gt;em cada bolinha feita com a fumaça do cigarro&lt;br /&gt;uma tristeza&lt;br /&gt;uma vida&lt;br /&gt;contos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em cada bolinha de fumaça do cigarro&lt;br /&gt;uma tristeza&lt;br /&gt;uma lágrima&lt;br /&gt;uma alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas bolinhas feitas com o cigarro&lt;br /&gt;tantos rostos nas bolinhas de fumaça&lt;br /&gt;lembranças de meus dias&lt;br /&gt;histórias da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas bolinhas feitas com a fumaça do cigarro&lt;br /&gt;tantos rostos nas bolinhas com fumaça&lt;br /&gt;lembrança de meus dias&lt;br /&gt;histórias de minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas bolinhas feitas com a fumaça do cigarro&lt;br /&gt;tantos rostos&lt;br /&gt;tantas cores&lt;br /&gt;e as bolinhas com a fumaça do cigarro&lt;br /&gt;a bolinha mais bonita&lt;br /&gt;seu sorriso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-413316457194109687?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/413316457194109687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/fumaca-do-cigarro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/413316457194109687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/413316457194109687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/fumaca-do-cigarro.html' title='Fumaça do Cigarro'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cz7XWSS2IbU/Tx3Mo1Noi6I/AAAAAAAAAbY/AiCaRtTB0F8/s72-c/bolas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5689991395019934184</id><published>2012-01-25T12:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:48:08.059-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_csKlMQMgQ/Tx4IQbS0StI/AAAAAAAAAbo/tZ-vC7QkEfc/s1600/menina.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-e_csKlMQMgQ/Tx4IQbS0StI/AAAAAAAAAbo/tZ-vC7QkEfc/s320/menina.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tem uma menina guardada dentro de você&lt;br /&gt;que é tão arteira e sorridente&lt;br /&gt;que procura se conter&lt;br /&gt;tem esta menina dentro de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta menina que sorri&lt;br /&gt;timidamente da vida&lt;br /&gt;e que, no sorriso escondido&lt;br /&gt;lê-se a torrente&lt;br /&gt;do gosto de ser mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem esta menina em você&lt;br /&gt;em pequenos cabelos brancos&lt;br /&gt;mas, que procura ficar escondida&lt;br /&gt;mostrando em cada sorriso&lt;br /&gt;que é só uma menina&lt;br /&gt;que está guardada lá por dentro&lt;br /&gt;mas que aparece de repente&lt;br /&gt;mostrando o tanto que é mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5689991395019934184?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5689991395019934184/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-menina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5689991395019934184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5689991395019934184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/uma-menina.html' title='Uma menina'/><author><name>Solange 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imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="318" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4mpmUHLaFNI/Tx9ddzRwT6I/AAAAAAAAAcM/7IPmVyVOPGE/s320/Olho-azul-foto.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Onde foram parar aqueles olhos&lt;br /&gt;que o brilho apagou as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;por não os ver mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde foram parar aqueles olhos&lt;br /&gt;que acendiam o céu&lt;br /&gt;que piscava as luzes dos cometas&lt;br /&gt;clareava meus espaços&lt;br /&gt;enfeitando-me como um chapéu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onde foram parar aqueles olhos&lt;br /&gt;que não os vejo mais&lt;br /&gt;preciso encontrar esta luz&lt;br /&gt;para o brilho do mundo voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde foram parar aqueles olhos&lt;br /&gt;onde será que estão&lt;br /&gt;traz de volta este brilho&lt;br /&gt;acenda meu universo&lt;br /&gt;abra os olhos e me deixe&lt;br /&gt;enxergar a imensidão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6171826505204906590?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6171826505204906590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/seus-olhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6171826505204906590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6171826505204906590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/seus-olhos.html' title='Seus olhos'/><author><name>Solange 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margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--C6ZYHkd4MI/Tx29Xo1PIII/AAAAAAAAAbI/ewLNJCqQQt0/s320/andando.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ao acordar sento-me na varanda&lt;br /&gt;Olho ao redor, vejo as arvores&lt;br /&gt;procuro aqueles que&lt;br /&gt;no gorjear me acordaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico ali olhando o tudo, o nada&lt;br /&gt;E saio&lt;br /&gt;quando me vejo, estou caminhando na areia&lt;br /&gt;olhando o mar, as vezes molhando meus pés&lt;br /&gt;continuo meu caminhar.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou sentada na areia&lt;br /&gt;olhando o mar, barcos ao longe&lt;br /&gt;pensamentos vazios, o nada, o tudo&lt;br /&gt;o mar me convida, me levanto&lt;br /&gt;molho meu corpo , pulo ondas...&lt;br /&gt;O sol é meu chapéu&lt;br /&gt;o vento me anima&lt;br /&gt;Meus pés ficam marcados na areia,&lt;br /&gt;e ando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito verde me alegra&lt;br /&gt;o cheiro da mata&lt;br /&gt;barulho da água que cai&lt;br /&gt;quando vejo permito,&lt;br /&gt;que aquela cachoeira&lt;br /&gt;me tire&lt;br /&gt;o sal&lt;br /&gt;me deixe&lt;br /&gt;leve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Refresco-me naquela doce água&lt;br /&gt;vejo o céu, desenhos que se formam&lt;br /&gt;na pedra me estiro&lt;br /&gt;e vibro com os desenhos das nuvens que passam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já vestida deito na rede&lt;br /&gt;na varanda&lt;br /&gt;beberico alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;uma porção disso aqui&lt;br /&gt;me alimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos vazios&lt;br /&gt;no balanço da rede&lt;br /&gt;que me cansa&lt;br /&gt;levanto e deito-me em minha cama&lt;br /&gt;cansada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5463688763672873202?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--C6ZYHkd4MI/Tx29Xo1PIII/AAAAAAAAAbI/ewLNJCqQQt0/s72-c/andando.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5763096478173704199</id><published>2012-01-24T18:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:20:14.448-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol e Chuva</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggaZ2fhV138/Tx3Bx4YwcjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7L5Zi7Jj_jc/s1600/sol+e+chuva.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ggaZ2fhV138/Tx3Bx4YwcjI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/7L5Zi7Jj_jc/s1600/sol+e+chuva.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aqui na varanda olhando&lt;br /&gt;É sol ?&lt;br /&gt;Não !!!! é chuva&lt;br /&gt;que briga é esta do sol com a chuva&lt;br /&gt;é briga só de chuva&lt;br /&gt;Pois sol já tinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que chuva com sol&lt;br /&gt;é casamento de espanhol&lt;br /&gt;mas ai, tem a chuva&lt;br /&gt;e vem o sol&lt;br /&gt;ai, dizem que sol com chuva,&lt;br /&gt;é casamento de&amp;nbsp;viúva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu aqui em minha varanda&lt;br /&gt;só vareando, olhando&lt;br /&gt;Agora pouco com chuva,&lt;br /&gt;o sol brilhou&lt;br /&gt;Oba ......... Sol.&lt;br /&gt;Mas não,&lt;br /&gt;é........ Chuva&lt;br /&gt;de novo ganhou do sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se é casamento de&amp;nbsp;viúva&lt;br /&gt;ou mesmo casamento de espanhol&lt;br /&gt;se é sol com chuva&lt;br /&gt;ou chuva com sol&lt;br /&gt;quem ganhou fui eu&lt;br /&gt;que de minha rede,&lt;br /&gt;olhei !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5763096478173704199?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5763096478173704199/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/sol-e-chuva.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5763096478173704199'/><link 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type='text'>*O corpo arde</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oclvryY5Stk/Tx30SLmetrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/0H3FErQXzAQ/s1600/corpo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oclvryY5Stk/Tx30SLmetrI/AAAAAAAAAbg/0H3FErQXzAQ/s320/corpo.jpg" width="318" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;me viciou&lt;br /&gt;Agora meu corpo arde&lt;br /&gt;eram todos os dias, as tardes&lt;br /&gt;e a noite eu me deleitava&lt;br /&gt;em seu calor eu relaxava&lt;br /&gt;agora meu corpo arde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias eram todos azuis&lt;br /&gt;noites todas estreladas&lt;br /&gt;a natureza sorria&lt;br /&gt;riacho, levemente suas&amp;nbsp;águas&amp;nbsp;corriam&lt;br /&gt;agora meu corpo arde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eram simplesmente momentos&lt;br /&gt;momentos que se prolongava&lt;br /&gt;era lua, luar, eram estrelas&lt;br /&gt;era o mar que se agitava e acalmava&lt;br /&gt;agora o corpo arde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;me viciou&lt;br /&gt;em ver&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;como o sol&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;me viciou&lt;br /&gt;em ver&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;como o mar&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;me viciou&lt;br /&gt;em ser minha natureza&lt;br /&gt;agora meu corpo arde.&lt;br /&gt;*n12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6972669582001116888?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6972669582001116888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/6-o-corpo-arde.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-383548654008266672</id><published>2012-01-23T17:25:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:20:40.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*O Pulo do Rato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Apaga-se a luz de uma cidade inteira&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Keqxd4mic5U/Tx2z2WnWFXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/8eUY-pYHj24/s1600/rato_queijo_portugal_porreiro.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Keqxd4mic5U/Tx2z2WnWFXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/8eUY-pYHj24/s320/rato_queijo_portugal_porreiro.png" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;era só o pulo do gato&lt;br /&gt;acostumado com o gosto do rato&lt;br /&gt;na boca doce&lt;br /&gt;do sorriso maroto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaga-se a luz&lt;br /&gt;no grito do gato&lt;br /&gt;e,o rato no escuro&lt;br /&gt;só, uma presa fácil&lt;br /&gt;para o abocanhar do gato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apaga-se a luz&lt;br /&gt;Mas a luz era só um sonho&lt;br /&gt;um aperto no interruptor&lt;br /&gt;que clareava meu mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, o rato no escuro&lt;br /&gt;danado, enxerga o queijo&lt;br /&gt;e o desarme&lt;br /&gt;saboreia o queijo&lt;br /&gt;a luz de vela&lt;br /&gt;e ri, o rato.&lt;br /&gt;*n32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-383548654008266672?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/383548654008266672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Keqxd4mic5U/Tx2z2WnWFXI/AAAAAAAAAa4/8eUY-pYHj24/s72-c/rato_queijo_portugal_porreiro.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6641795289497850399</id><published>2012-01-23T17:09:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:50:25.563-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*O Medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AU_gUTEJWE/Tx2vy8gComI/AAAAAAAAAao/LvVQwSmSgNk/s1600/medo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AU_gUTEJWE/Tx2vy8gComI/AAAAAAAAAao/LvVQwSmSgNk/s320/medo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O medo do que não vejo&lt;br /&gt;é medo da morte&lt;br /&gt;a morte que não se vê&lt;br /&gt;vem de dentro, mudando&lt;br /&gt;ardendo por dentro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;no medo do seu medo&lt;br /&gt;meu olhar&lt;br /&gt;no seu olho doente&lt;br /&gt;que te cansa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sorri,&lt;br /&gt;é o medo do que desconheço&lt;br /&gt;o seu olhar é mais morto&lt;br /&gt;do que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;sabe&lt;br /&gt;mas é só meu medo&lt;br /&gt;que faz meu olhar ter medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto eu tô no meu medo&lt;br /&gt;seu olhar esvai do seu medo&lt;br /&gt;E meu medo dissipa&lt;br /&gt;como dissipa seu sorriso morto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desaparece o olhar sem brilho&lt;br /&gt;o olho brilha&lt;br /&gt;foi se o seu medo&lt;br /&gt;meu medo se vai&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;sorri, e eu&lt;br /&gt;sorrio já sem medo&lt;br /&gt;de ter medo deste medo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( foto de Montauri e Silvia Malamud)&lt;br /&gt;*n13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6641795289497850399?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6641795289497850399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-medo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6641795289497850399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6641795289497850399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/o-medo.html' title='*O Medo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4AU_gUTEJWE/Tx2vy8gComI/AAAAAAAAAao/LvVQwSmSgNk/s72-c/medo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-7887713725757343269</id><published>2012-01-23T00:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T00:45:48.283-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem virou a esquina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wo_dpLwVt8w/TxzJuNAZjRI/AAAAAAAAAag/MV-5bOxJ36g/s1600/Esquina_.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="262" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wo_dpLwVt8w/TxzJuNAZjRI/AAAAAAAAAag/MV-5bOxJ36g/s320/Esquina_.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Deixe eu andar rápido&lt;br /&gt;quero ver quem virou a esquina&lt;br /&gt;nem vi o sexo&lt;br /&gt;nem sei se é homem ou mulher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa eu andar rápido&lt;br /&gt;e, ver quem é&lt;br /&gt;e que deixou este perfume&lt;br /&gt;este rastro de desejo&lt;br /&gt;de eu saber quem é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe eu correr&lt;br /&gt;Virar esta esquina&lt;br /&gt;e tentar enxergar o ser&lt;br /&gt;que passou por esta alameda&lt;br /&gt;deixando no ar&lt;br /&gt;este cheiro tão gostoso&lt;br /&gt;este cheiro de perfume de mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-7887713725757343269?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7887713725757343269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/quem-virou-esquina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7887713725757343269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7887713725757343269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/quem-virou-esquina.html' title='Quem virou a esquina'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wo_dpLwVt8w/TxzJuNAZjRI/AAAAAAAAAag/MV-5bOxJ36g/s72-c/Esquina_.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4513065450760911053</id><published>2012-01-23T00:20:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:52:56.814-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Chega de tantos Homens</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhzqKjViGUc/TxzDo9GhuMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZVee_BT2LBk/s1600/areia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhzqKjViGUc/TxzDo9GhuMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZVee_BT2LBk/s1600/areia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Chega de tantos homens&lt;br /&gt;querendo me paquerar&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se fico com o loiro,&lt;br /&gt;se fico com o moreno&lt;br /&gt;ou mesmo com um dos caiçaras&lt;br /&gt;ou se com todos fico&lt;br /&gt;só para experimentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de tantos homens&lt;br /&gt;nem sei mais o que pensar&lt;br /&gt;são tantos tão bonitos&lt;br /&gt;ou se sou só eu que preciso&lt;br /&gt;me encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de tantos homens&lt;br /&gt;já experimentei a liberdade&lt;br /&gt;que meu ser necessitava&lt;br /&gt;das minhas neuras da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de tantos homens&lt;br /&gt;querendo me afogar&lt;br /&gt;em amores mentirosos&lt;br /&gt;em sorrisos fabricados&lt;br /&gt;querendo só me devorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de tantos homens&lt;br /&gt;querendo me paquerar&lt;br /&gt;agora só quero sentar na areia&lt;br /&gt;e, ficar olhando o mar.&lt;br /&gt;*n15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4513065450760911053?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4513065450760911053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/chega-de-tantos-homens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4513065450760911053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4513065450760911053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/chega-de-tantos-homens.html' title='*Chega de tantos Homens'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VhzqKjViGUc/TxzDo9GhuMI/AAAAAAAAAaY/ZVee_BT2LBk/s72-c/areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5065966394398838248</id><published>2012-01-12T12:57:00.006-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T10:42:52.460-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Se não fosse esta preguiça</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6OXuduISPM/Tx6nLvWTTxI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kUBCJ_IexrI/s1600/sossego.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="217" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-N6OXuduISPM/Tx6nLvWTTxI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kUBCJ_IexrI/s320/sossego.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Se não fosse esta preguiça&lt;br /&gt;Saia daqui de minha rede&lt;br /&gt;Ia lá em casa a camera buscar&lt;br /&gt;Tiraria foto deste doido&lt;br /&gt;que passeia beirando o mar&lt;br /&gt;com chapéu na cabeça&lt;br /&gt;e um violão a tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh se não fosse esta preguiça&lt;br /&gt;Iria até em casa&lt;br /&gt;é tão perto&lt;br /&gt;e pegaria a minha camera&lt;br /&gt;e tiraria foto desta maria farinha&lt;br /&gt;que nas areias estão a cavucar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se não fosse esta preguiça&lt;br /&gt;correria até meu lar&lt;br /&gt;pegaria em minha cam&lt;br /&gt;e ficava a fotografar&lt;br /&gt;vejo o barco dos pescadores voltando&lt;br /&gt;e uma foto eu ia registar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tô nesta pregui&lt;br /&gt;A cam lá em casa&lt;br /&gt;Preciso ver quem é que vai&lt;br /&gt;Minha rede desarmar&lt;br /&gt;quando pra casa eu ter que retornar&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh mas que preguiça é esta&lt;br /&gt;De pra casa eu voltar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5065966394398838248?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5065966394398838248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/se-nao-fosse-esta-preguica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-1926376032244775323</id><published>2012-01-12T12:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:43:52.583-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Acorda menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Acorda menina, desperta&lt;br /&gt;Onde andam seus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Como eu queria nesta sua mente voar&lt;br /&gt;Descobrir esta distancia em que se encontra&lt;br /&gt;nesses seus olhos que vagam num viajar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorda menina, desperta&lt;br /&gt;olha o dia, olha o sol&lt;br /&gt;O vento que bate lá fora&lt;br /&gt;volte seus pensamentos pro agora&lt;br /&gt;e me veja sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;bem em frente a sua porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorda menina, sorria&lt;br /&gt;o dia nem bem começou&lt;br /&gt;pegue seu capacete, sua moto&lt;br /&gt;me de lugar na garupa,&lt;br /&gt;deixa eu sentir este vento&lt;br /&gt;batendo em seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;trazendo seu perfume pra mim&lt;br /&gt;aorda menina desperta&lt;br /&gt;mais um dia&amp;nbsp;já&amp;nbsp;começou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1926376032244775323?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1926376032244775323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/acorda-menina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1926376032244775323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1926376032244775323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/acorda-menina.html' title='Acorda menina'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-875796867899226282</id><published>2012-01-05T19:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:51:42.663-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Só segurar em suas mãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQm72a1EAy0/TvYj7KP94TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_iikdu7FNPU/s1600/002b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="235" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQm72a1EAy0/TvYj7KP94TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_iikdu7FNPU/s320/002b.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;quer namorar comigo ?&lt;br /&gt;Não me olhe assim&lt;br /&gt;porque eu não tenho péssimas intenções&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nem me conhece&lt;br /&gt;só te peço, pra comigo namorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que te vi passando&lt;br /&gt;Assim tão a vontade&lt;br /&gt;Com este sorriso todo lindo&lt;br /&gt;sua roupa esvoaçando&lt;br /&gt;neste clima da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer namorar comigo ?&lt;br /&gt;não precisa se preocupar&lt;br /&gt;porque não to preocupada&lt;br /&gt;com o que vai rolar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É que te vi assim&lt;br /&gt;deste jeito tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;Passando por esta esquina&lt;br /&gt;Com este jeito&lt;br /&gt;e me deu vontade de falar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer namorar comigo ?&lt;br /&gt;Ficarei tão feliz&lt;br /&gt;Do seu lado passear&lt;br /&gt;sentir só o seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;e nas suas mãos segurar.&lt;br /&gt;*n14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-875796867899226282?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/875796867899226282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-segurar-em-suas-maos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/875796867899226282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/875796867899226282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/so-segurar-em-suas-maos.html' title='*Só segurar em suas mãos'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cQm72a1EAy0/TvYj7KP94TI/AAAAAAAAAYw/_iikdu7FNPU/s72-c/002b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-390591048252450908</id><published>2012-01-05T19:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T19:26:19.168-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade Virtual</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsKb6cP_MI/TvjdjVjKwZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/erMHpaKD0Ro/s1600/conversa_de_amigos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsKb6cP_MI/TvjdjVjKwZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/erMHpaKD0Ro/s1600/conversa_de_amigos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queria pedir um minuto&lt;br /&gt;de seu tempo pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Conheceria meus gostos&lt;br /&gt;escutaria meus sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;analisaria meu eu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te pedir um tempo de seu tempo&lt;br /&gt;este tempo que nem mais temos&lt;br /&gt;mas&amp;nbsp;faríamos&amp;nbsp;um tempo dentro de nosso tempo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;do correr , de viver, de agir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te pedir um minuto comigo&lt;br /&gt;olhar em meus olhos e ver&lt;br /&gt;que posso ser a pessoa que precisa&lt;br /&gt;a pessoa que com&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;viveria&lt;br /&gt;em todos seus momentos&amp;nbsp;disponíveis&lt;br /&gt;para alegrar&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria ter este tempo&lt;br /&gt;de mostrar pra&amp;nbsp;você,&amp;nbsp;quem sou eu&lt;br /&gt;pois olho sua foto e penso&lt;br /&gt;meu deus, como quero te conhecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-390591048252450908?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/390591048252450908/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/amizade-virtual.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/390591048252450908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/390591048252450908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/amizade-virtual.html' title='Amizade Virtual'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YmsKb6cP_MI/TvjdjVjKwZI/AAAAAAAAAZc/erMHpaKD0Ro/s72-c/conversa_de_amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-1580030933590565120</id><published>2012-01-05T19:24:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T23:14:27.703-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Camburi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zpeQLUefhg/TvttpjZcF4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/HFQWVS8bFNw/s1600/cambury+julho+031.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zpeQLUefhg/TvttpjZcF4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/HFQWVS8bFNw/s320/cambury+julho+031.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O mar me espera&lt;br /&gt;tantas&amp;nbsp;águas&lt;br /&gt;lá eu afogo&lt;br /&gt;minha raiva&lt;br /&gt;lá eu lavo minha alma&lt;br /&gt;lá eu renasço e canto pra vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá é onde os pássaros cantam&lt;br /&gt;que o doce e o mar se encontram&lt;br /&gt;lá tem as pedras que imanam&lt;br /&gt;que recarregam as energias&lt;br /&gt;da vida que amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá é meu sonho&lt;br /&gt;meu mar&lt;br /&gt;o mar é verde&lt;br /&gt;as ondas brincam na areia&lt;br /&gt;lá o povo dividem sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;lá é paraiso&lt;br /&gt;que nem precisa sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou ver o mar&lt;br /&gt;vou sentar e admirar&lt;br /&gt;como sempre faço&lt;br /&gt;sentar nas pedras&lt;br /&gt;e deixar o pensamento me levar&lt;br /&gt;no nada de pensar&lt;br /&gt;só olhar e sonhar&lt;br /&gt;respirar sentir&lt;br /&gt;a potencia do Supremo&lt;br /&gt;que criou&lt;br /&gt;o mar, as ondas&lt;br /&gt;as pedras&lt;br /&gt;este lugar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ubatuba-SP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1580030933590565120?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1580030933590565120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/camburi.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1580030933590565120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1580030933590565120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2012/01/camburi.html' title='Camburi'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6zpeQLUefhg/TvttpjZcF4I/AAAAAAAAAaM/HFQWVS8bFNw/s72-c/cambury+julho+031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-1562926368974762318</id><published>2011-12-28T22:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T22:42:20.259-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G74CnDFvIJs/TvT1gcMo6tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/E7bdF4ggcI0/s1600/feliz+ano+novo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="297" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G74CnDFvIJs/TvT1gcMo6tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/E7bdF4ggcI0/s320/feliz+ano+novo.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Bonne année&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Šťastný Nový Rok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;幸せ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;新しい&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="" style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;年&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy new year&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bhliain nua sásta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knaNqn6o5i4/TvT3BTze4yI/AAAAAAAAAYM/s3qT3-6X6mM/s1600/feliz_ano_novo2.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="313" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-knaNqn6o5i4/TvT3BTze4yI/AAAAAAAAAYM/s3qT3-6X6mM/s320/feliz_ano_novo2.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;с Новым годом&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glückliches neues Jahr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;শুভ নতুন বছর &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMIKKyP1xeE/TvT3IJMckMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mMLtsngZC0c/s1600/feliz+ano+novo+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SMIKKyP1xeE/TvT3IJMckMI/AAAAAAAAAYY/mMLtsngZC0c/s1600/feliz+ano+novo+3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gelukkige nuwe jaar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aos amigos, aos leitores que faz com que meu blog cresça a cada dia, desejo uma entrada no novo ano com muita garra e principalmente&amp;nbsp;saúde; pois com a&amp;nbsp;saúde, já temos força para superar obstáculos.&lt;br /&gt;E que venha 2012 nos dando sorrisos e realizações.&lt;br /&gt;beijos aos amigos !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1562926368974762318?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1562926368974762318/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1562926368974762318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1562926368974762318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='Feliz Ano Novo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G74CnDFvIJs/TvT1gcMo6tI/AAAAAAAAAYA/E7bdF4ggcI0/s72-c/feliz+ano+novo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-298831789936088063</id><published>2011-12-28T16:44:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T17:04:05.783-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YXA75LQ1P8/TvtjZ5QmQCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uR_uRr1bkac/s1600/saudade2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YXA75LQ1P8/TvtjZ5QmQCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uR_uRr1bkac/s1600/saudade2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queria te falar de meu amor&lt;br /&gt;que é tão grande&lt;br /&gt;talvez até maior que esta distancia&lt;br /&gt;pra onde você foi morar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria te dar um beijo&lt;br /&gt;abraçar você por inteiro&lt;br /&gt;sentir seu calor&lt;br /&gt;e no meu corpo envolver&lt;br /&gt;teu corpo, para sentir meu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria estar junto de você&lt;br /&gt;talvez não por ser um fim de ano&lt;br /&gt;mas por ser um dia na vida&lt;br /&gt;que todos se abraçam&lt;br /&gt;todos se sentem e sorriem&lt;br /&gt;e eu não sorrio com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queria essa distancia mais curta&lt;br /&gt;para que fosse&amp;nbsp;fácil&amp;nbsp;te rever&lt;br /&gt;todos os minutos da vida&lt;br /&gt;que a saudade viesse&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;fazer meu peito doer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(para meu filho André)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-298831789936088063?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/298831789936088063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/298831789936088063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/298831789936088063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1YXA75LQ1P8/TvtjZ5QmQCI/AAAAAAAAAaA/uR_uRr1bkac/s72-c/saudade2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-7839615045443080920</id><published>2011-12-27T23:08:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:48:18.092-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Consertar o mundo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eB8tP_BzyQU/Tuqr8KdIAqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZDgLIWdZgWk/s1600/o+mundo+gira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eB8tP_BzyQU/Tuqr8KdIAqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZDgLIWdZgWk/s320/o+mundo+gira.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;quer consertar o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Manda mensagens pra todo mundo&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem perde tempo para as analisar&lt;br /&gt;Mas&amp;nbsp;o mundo,&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;quer consertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê sempre o rabo dos outros&lt;br /&gt;Pois os outros andam na sua frente&lt;br /&gt;Mas seu rabo, não consegue olhar&lt;br /&gt;Mas quer o mundo consertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu rabo tá nas suas costas&lt;br /&gt;E, quem o seu rabo vê&lt;br /&gt;É&amp;nbsp;quem&amp;nbsp;anda atras de&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;e,&amp;nbsp;vê&amp;nbsp;nele a sujeira&lt;br /&gt;que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;não consegue enxergar&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo ,&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;quer consertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque não vive na sua paz&lt;br /&gt;Sem , isso achar;ou&amp;nbsp;querer&amp;nbsp;aquilo consertar&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém tá errado&lt;br /&gt;Pense, se&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;tem moral pra falar&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo,&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;quer consertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe as pessoas livres&lt;br /&gt;Cair, viver, se levantar&lt;br /&gt;cada um a sua maneira&lt;br /&gt;não tente o mundo consertar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se quer o mundo consertar&lt;br /&gt;comece&amp;nbsp;por&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;feche a boca ; se quer mesmo&lt;br /&gt;O mundo consertar.&lt;br /&gt;*n57&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-7839615045443080920?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7839615045443080920/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/consertar-o-mundo.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7839615045443080920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7839615045443080920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/consertar-o-mundo.html' title='*Consertar o mundo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eB8tP_BzyQU/Tuqr8KdIAqI/AAAAAAAAAVI/ZDgLIWdZgWk/s72-c/o+mundo+gira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2618566167469337547</id><published>2011-12-27T23:06:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:49:50.764-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*A lua me sorri</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwiACN-Eam0/TvprbGyxupI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PepTE5jkKys/s1600/lua2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwiACN-Eam0/TvprbGyxupI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PepTE5jkKys/s1600/lua2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Queria brincar com a lua&lt;br /&gt;mas ta tão lá no alto&lt;br /&gt;tão longe de minhas mãos&lt;br /&gt;como brincar com a lua&lt;br /&gt;se não a alcanço não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho pra ela tão distante&lt;br /&gt;e brinco mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;tão bobamente como criança&lt;br /&gt;e ela me sorri feliz&lt;br /&gt;e eu acredito e&lt;br /&gt;então vou dormir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n58&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2618566167469337547?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2618566167469337547/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/lua-me-sorri.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2618566167469337547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2618566167469337547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/lua-me-sorri.html' title='*A lua me sorri'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EwiACN-Eam0/TvprbGyxupI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/PepTE5jkKys/s72-c/lua2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3080205546767402464</id><published>2011-12-27T22:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T23:18:03.642-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ondas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OX4BqnxdcDQ/TvppapyE6zI/AAAAAAAAAZo/jHo6xdN_3M4/s1600/ondas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OX4BqnxdcDQ/TvppapyE6zI/AAAAAAAAAZo/jHo6xdN_3M4/s320/ondas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;As ondas que circulam pelos ares&lt;br /&gt;trazem teu nome em todos movimentos&lt;br /&gt;movimento do sol, da lua , das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;enquanto o telefone ta ocupado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O telefone continua ocupado&lt;br /&gt;nem tem linha aqui por este lado&lt;br /&gt;o sinal ta parado&lt;br /&gt;mas as ondas circulam por todos lados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei-la o que corre no ar&lt;br /&gt;atravessam os espaços&lt;br /&gt;ondas mais estranhas estas&lt;br /&gt;que fere, não machucam,&lt;br /&gt;mas matam&lt;br /&gt;ondas , espaços&lt;br /&gt;mexe com a eletricidade&lt;br /&gt;dos corpos que parte fica inerte&lt;br /&gt;só bate, bate e bate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3080205546767402464?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3080205546767402464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/ondas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3080205546767402464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3080205546767402464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/ondas.html' title='Ondas'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OX4BqnxdcDQ/TvppapyE6zI/AAAAAAAAAZo/jHo6xdN_3M4/s72-c/ondas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6306375799851702735</id><published>2011-12-25T20:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T20:10:41.497-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamentos diferentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_69RV08ST5U/TvDYGxgeaGI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NBRje_gLvbc/s1600/estrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_69RV08ST5U/TvDYGxgeaGI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NBRje_gLvbc/s320/estrada.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Meu corpo pedia beijos&lt;br /&gt;meus lábios pediam amor&lt;br /&gt;seu corpo queria sexo&lt;br /&gt;pelo seu corpo , meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;sentia amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo não dançava&lt;br /&gt;neste ritmo de dança&lt;br /&gt;não cantava neste seu tom&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo queria seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;embebido em amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e assim passou-se a hora&lt;br /&gt;O copo esvaziou&lt;br /&gt;a musica do bar não mais tocava&lt;br /&gt;a conta na mesa chegou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dois rumos diferentes&lt;br /&gt;o motor do meu carro&lt;br /&gt;era diferente do motor do seu&lt;br /&gt;O meu deslizava suave&lt;br /&gt;e o seu rangia pneus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6306375799851702735?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6306375799851702735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/pensamentos-diferentes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6306375799851702735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6306375799851702735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/pensamentos-diferentes.html' title='Pensamentos diferentes'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_69RV08ST5U/TvDYGxgeaGI/AAAAAAAAAWA/NBRje_gLvbc/s72-c/estrada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-9123630395378182123</id><published>2011-12-25T20:04:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T20:04:45.350-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Depois de tanta correria</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoVofu3baNo/Tvedt__Lh3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/YrMcyFimHWo/s1600/cama1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoVofu3baNo/Tvedt__Lh3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/YrMcyFimHWo/s1600/cama1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estava tão cansada&lt;br /&gt;de tanta correria&lt;br /&gt;o ano se finda&lt;br /&gt;e parece que o mundo que vai acabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas faz parte dos homens&lt;br /&gt;toda esta correria e&lt;br /&gt;não há como mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esquecia de mim&lt;br /&gt;corria, só corria&lt;br /&gt;nem deitava nas minhas noites,&lt;br /&gt;eu simplesmente na cama caia,&lt;br /&gt;desmaiava , morria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reencarnava no outro dia e ia&lt;br /&gt;para outro dia de correria&lt;br /&gt;nem via meu rosto no espelho&lt;br /&gt;porque tempo nem mais eu tinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora que o ano se finda&lt;br /&gt;que acabou-se a correria&lt;br /&gt;uma tarde só minha&lt;br /&gt;na minha cama a relaxar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobri que sou mulher&lt;br /&gt;e que meu corpo arde&lt;br /&gt;que ele ta quente,&lt;br /&gt;precisando de gente&lt;br /&gt;precisando amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei pensando em suas mãos&lt;br /&gt;fiquei pensando em seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;fiquei pensando em meu pensar&lt;br /&gt;fiquei pensando no teu abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me acariciava por inteira&lt;br /&gt;me lembrando de seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;me lembrando do seu amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que dá tempo&lt;br /&gt;de olhar em seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;sentir seu calor&lt;br /&gt;e descobrir que não vou&lt;br /&gt;só viver no pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-9123630395378182123?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/9123630395378182123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FoVofu3baNo/Tvedt__Lh3I/AAAAAAAAAZI/YrMcyFimHWo/s72-c/cama1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3092582888339050049</id><published>2011-12-25T19:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T19:48:41.574-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Relaxar na saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-vC-EUJiTM/TvDUMTj3ngI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NQ808G44Ing/s1600/saudade+%25281%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-vC-EUJiTM/TvDUMTj3ngI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NQ808G44Ing/s320/saudade+%25281%2529.jpg" width="278" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Me dá um beijo&lt;br /&gt;pra matar minha saudade&lt;br /&gt;encoste teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;no meu corpo e mate&lt;br /&gt;a saudade da distancia&lt;br /&gt;mate a vontade&lt;br /&gt;de relembrar seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;mate esta saudade&lt;br /&gt;do meu corpo que arde&lt;br /&gt;te querendo e sofrendo&lt;br /&gt;e vivendo nesta ansiedade&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo pra esta volta&lt;br /&gt;para ter seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;ter seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;relaxar desta saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3092582888339050049?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3092582888339050049/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/relaxar-na-saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3092582888339050049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3092582888339050049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/relaxar-na-saudade.html' title='Relaxar na saudade'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-I-vC-EUJiTM/TvDUMTj3ngI/AAAAAAAAAV4/NQ808G44Ing/s72-c/saudade+%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6942467454533129364</id><published>2011-12-25T19:47:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T17:05:36.982-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Diabo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLyLiAjOFGA/TvDR_AA0tCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3AJtDQm5wdU/s1600/treva2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dLyLiAjOFGA/TvDR_AA0tCI/AAAAAAAAAVw/3AJtDQm5wdU/s320/treva2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu pensava que já conhecia o diabo&lt;br /&gt;da forma que todo mundo desenhava&lt;br /&gt;o diabo era tão feio&lt;br /&gt;mas nem medo me dava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje , encontrei o danado&lt;br /&gt;E ele me impressionou&lt;br /&gt;Maldito diabo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um rosto tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;um sorriso encantador&lt;br /&gt;convenceu-me com sua beleza&lt;br /&gt;e meus beijos roubou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me entreguei ao seu sangue&lt;br /&gt;Gostei do seu calor&lt;br /&gt;Mas de repente me levava&lt;br /&gt;A mundos tão distantes&lt;br /&gt;Que minha alegria roubou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldito diabo&lt;br /&gt;Que se veste tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;Sorrisos atrevidos&lt;br /&gt;E, causa tanta dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maldito diabo&lt;br /&gt;Que é tão horrível por dentro&lt;br /&gt;Sua casca uma beleza&lt;br /&gt;e causa só dor&lt;br /&gt;maldito diabo.&lt;br /&gt;*n26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6942467454533129364?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6942467454533129364/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6351179220937466370</id><published>2011-12-23T19:27:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T19:58:35.424-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;শুভ বড়দিন&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lu1Vbye40o/TvNx6SIrtbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZqM-horhNmA/s1600/1fl.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lu1Vbye40o/TvNx6SIrtbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZqM-horhNmA/s320/1fl.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Joyeux Noël&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Frohe Weihnachten&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Buon Natale&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm1bfdw2xeQ/TvNyaeSPgpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I6ccSeFTM_A/s1600/eliznatal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="165" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm1bfdw2xeQ/TvNyaeSPgpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I6ccSeFTM_A/s320/eliznatal.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Merry Christmas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;Geseënde Kersfees&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;¡Feliz Navidad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EoEOr8ZJeMc/TvNzUu1rkQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NprrUvly758/s1600/1682.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EoEOr8ZJeMc/TvNzUu1rkQI/AAAAAAAAAXc/NprrUvly758/s320/1682.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;С Рождеством&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;メリークリスマス&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;a todos países, a todos amigos &amp;nbsp;que leram &amp;nbsp;e me acompanharam em meu blog meus agradecimentos e feliz Natal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: whitesmoke; color: #333333; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 24px; text-align: -webkit-auto;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6351179220937466370?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6351179220937466370/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6351179220937466370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6351179220937466370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6lu1Vbye40o/TvNx6SIrtbI/AAAAAAAAAXE/ZqM-horhNmA/s72-c/1fl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2975237911489670691</id><published>2011-12-23T11:51:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:51:20.885-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nesse  Natal.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KosAx3G_fQU/TvPbt828dJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jpjRxwFwmHU/s1600/nta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KosAx3G_fQU/TvPbt828dJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jpjRxwFwmHU/s1600/nta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quando o relógio meu amor&lt;br /&gt;mostrar que são meia noite&lt;br /&gt;olhe pro céu&lt;br /&gt;e verá alguma coisa estranha&lt;br /&gt;passeando pelo ar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe que o brilho dos fogos&lt;br /&gt;tirem sua atenção&lt;br /&gt;achando que deve ser&lt;br /&gt;só&amp;nbsp;faísca&amp;nbsp;dos rojões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhe direito amor&lt;br /&gt;e verá que sou eu&lt;br /&gt;pois a meia noite&lt;br /&gt;jogarei todos meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;para no espaço passear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, em meio aos fogos&lt;br /&gt;a&amp;nbsp;faísca&amp;nbsp;chegue em seus lábios&lt;br /&gt;mostrando que te beijo&lt;br /&gt;sentindo os meus&amp;nbsp;lábios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É meia noite amor&lt;br /&gt;e os anjos então cantam&lt;br /&gt;e em seu nome me encanto&lt;br /&gt;por comigo não estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é Natal&lt;br /&gt;estou aqui com tanta gente&lt;br /&gt;me sentindo até contente&lt;br /&gt;mas faltando&amp;nbsp;você,&amp;nbsp;pra me abraçar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja amor&lt;br /&gt;então os fogos escondendo&lt;br /&gt;para&amp;nbsp;que&amp;nbsp;ninguém&amp;nbsp;possa roubar&lt;br /&gt;meus beijos que passeiam&lt;br /&gt;pelos ares, como&amp;nbsp;faísca&lt;br /&gt;para em sua boca relaxar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2975237911489670691?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2975237911489670691/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/nesse-natal.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2975237911489670691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2975237911489670691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/nesse-natal.html' title='Nesse  Natal.......'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KosAx3G_fQU/TvPbt828dJI/AAAAAAAAAX0/jpjRxwFwmHU/s72-c/nta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6672574222068041708</id><published>2011-12-22T15:08:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T17:00:20.299-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Encanto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Estou aqui em seus braços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIGHztyGhI/TvDOiENCs1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/oxavuHE2-Cw/s1600/Abstract-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIGHztyGhI/TvDOiENCs1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/oxavuHE2-Cw/s320/Abstract-4.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;enquanto&amp;nbsp;ontem era desejo&lt;br /&gt;hoje você é amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou aqui em seu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;usando seu travesseiro&lt;br /&gt;gastando todos meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;roubando seu calor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem era um ser&amp;nbsp;que não existia&lt;br /&gt;conquistou minha simpatia&lt;br /&gt;me empolgou ,&lt;br /&gt;me entregar ao amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje não é mais minha fantasia&lt;br /&gt;é presença viva&lt;br /&gt;um ser que respira&lt;br /&gt;presença com calor&lt;br /&gt;Olhar que me encanta e que&lt;br /&gt;para seus braços chamam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje somos só sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;dois pratos na mesa&lt;br /&gt;duas taças de vinho&lt;br /&gt;um braço em meu ombro&lt;br /&gt;minhas mãos em suas pernas&lt;br /&gt;seus beijos que amo&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;encanto.&lt;br /&gt;*n25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6672574222068041708?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6672574222068041708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/encanto.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6672574222068041708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6672574222068041708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/encanto.html' title='*Encanto'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQIGHztyGhI/TvDOiENCs1I/AAAAAAAAAVo/oxavuHE2-Cw/s72-c/Abstract-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-872597570305948661</id><published>2011-12-20T16:58:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T17:07:05.886-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Buque</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHZutQ1-9ZU/TvDaptMvcEI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0r6BCyOzi3M/s1600/Buque-de-Noiva-Flores-Brancas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHZutQ1-9ZU/TvDaptMvcEI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0r6BCyOzi3M/s1600/Buque-de-Noiva-Flores-Brancas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que você quer, me diz ?&lt;br /&gt;Que não sei mais o que fazer&lt;br /&gt;Você diz que me ama&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que diz, não condiz&lt;br /&gt;com teu viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diz o que quer&lt;br /&gt;quer comigo namorar ?&lt;br /&gt;Estou disponível até pra casar&lt;br /&gt;já comprei o buque de flores&lt;br /&gt;Para nas mãos segurar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;quer, me diz&lt;br /&gt;seus olhos dizem que me amam&lt;br /&gt;mas suas atitudes de fuga&lt;br /&gt;provam que não se decidiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardarei meu buque na gaveta&lt;br /&gt;E sempre olharei pra ele&lt;br /&gt;Vou pensar num vestido de noiva&lt;br /&gt;todinho de lantejoula&lt;br /&gt;e a cada dia vou costurar uma&lt;br /&gt;será lindo todo bordado&lt;br /&gt;uma lantejoula&amp;nbsp;costurada por dia&lt;br /&gt;E na gaveta meu buque de flores.&lt;br /&gt;*n27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-872597570305948661?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/872597570305948661/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/buque.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/872597570305948661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/872597570305948661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/buque.html' title='*Buque'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FHZutQ1-9ZU/TvDaptMvcEI/AAAAAAAAAWI/0r6BCyOzi3M/s72-c/Buque-de-Noiva-Flores-Brancas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5871271600916818949</id><published>2011-12-20T15:37:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:38:42.772-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Borboleta no casulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNnuzIbPt-8/TvDHdqJXlFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BOy6yxZehZo/s1600/casulo-de-borboleta-08.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNnuzIbPt-8/TvDHdqJXlFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BOy6yxZehZo/s320/casulo-de-borboleta-08.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Como lagarta rastejando&lt;br /&gt;enroladas, nas folhas nos galhos&lt;br /&gt;lagartas&lt;br /&gt;centopeias&amp;nbsp;movimentando,&lt;br /&gt;correndo risco de serem pisadas&lt;br /&gt;ou ser&lt;br /&gt;lagartas rastejando , mas&amp;nbsp;passeando,&lt;br /&gt;pelas folhas, pelos vales&lt;br /&gt;sobrevivendo pelos pés não pisados,&lt;br /&gt;liberdade, pelas plantas, pelas gramas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metamorfose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atingir os céus&lt;br /&gt;a voar pelos galhos; liberdade&lt;br /&gt;pelas flores nos vales.&lt;br /&gt;No casulo,&lt;br /&gt;transformação&lt;br /&gt;No sonho,&lt;br /&gt;hibernação&lt;br /&gt;No casulo o sonho&lt;br /&gt;em atingir os céus, os vales&lt;br /&gt;voar&amp;nbsp;pelos ares, ver flores, arvores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borboleta no casulo esperando&lt;br /&gt;liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Borboleta esperando para ver os céus ,&lt;br /&gt;os sonhos, vales.&lt;br /&gt;Borboleta que não sai do casulo,&lt;br /&gt;morre !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5871271600916818949?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5871271600916818949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/borboletas-no-casulo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5871271600916818949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5871271600916818949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/borboletas-no-casulo.html' title='Borboleta no casulo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gNnuzIbPt-8/TvDHdqJXlFI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BOy6yxZehZo/s72-c/casulo-de-borboleta-08.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4823246754603803829</id><published>2011-12-19T06:05:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:55:37.511-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Você não é nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-or60p-yfC90/TuqomzJYu3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/b27xMzfippk/s1600/desil.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="197" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-or60p-yfC90/TuqomzJYu3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/b27xMzfippk/s320/desil.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deveria ter ódio de você&lt;br /&gt;Mas até isso, seria te fazer importante&lt;br /&gt;E você não é nada&lt;br /&gt;Para eu me incomodar com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deveria ter dó de você&lt;br /&gt;Pois&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;raciocina&lt;br /&gt;E,&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;que raciocina&lt;br /&gt;Não pode ser má como&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;Ter dó de você&lt;br /&gt;é te fazer importante e eu estaria&lt;br /&gt;me incomodando com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deveria ter pena de você&lt;br /&gt;Mas você é tão insignificante&lt;br /&gt;que para que vou perder meu tempo&lt;br /&gt;Pensando em ter pena de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deveria ter todos sentimentos ruins&lt;br /&gt;em meus pensamentos em você&lt;br /&gt;Mas me impressiono comigo&lt;br /&gt;que, quando vem seu nome em minha mente&lt;br /&gt;Dá um apagão e sorrio sabendo&lt;br /&gt;que nada é você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenha&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;ódio de você&lt;br /&gt;Tenha&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;dó de&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;Tenha&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;pena de&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;Tente ser mais significante&lt;br /&gt;para alguém algum dia&lt;br /&gt;Gostar de&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;*n16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-or60p-yfC90/TuqomzJYu3I/AAAAAAAAAVA/b27xMzfippk/s72-c/desil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3605992917234830469</id><published>2011-12-19T06:02:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:54:35.744-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Livros empoeirados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft3ABIzQOeo/Tuqjj6F8h0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/jHLzDQvddWI/s1600/livros+antigos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft3ABIzQOeo/Tuqjj6F8h0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/jHLzDQvddWI/s320/livros+antigos.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vejo aquele monte de livros&lt;br /&gt;Todos arrumados na minha estante&lt;br /&gt;Que um dia deixei ali&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo a mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;que os adoraria ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o tempo foi passando&lt;br /&gt;E os livros, só fui olhando&lt;br /&gt;Nada com eles aprendi&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma página folheei&lt;br /&gt;Para vislumbrar algumas coisas&lt;br /&gt;e mesmo nas gravuras, aprender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pobres livros&lt;br /&gt;Todos empoeirados pelo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Todos amarelados&lt;br /&gt;E, eu olhando -os ainda na estante&lt;br /&gt;Sem nada aprender&lt;br /&gt;Doces livros&lt;br /&gt;(eu) Pobre ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n60&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3605992917234830469?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3605992917234830469/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/livros-empoeirados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3605992917234830469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3605992917234830469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/livros-empoeirados.html' title='*Livros empoeirados'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ft3ABIzQOeo/Tuqjj6F8h0I/AAAAAAAAAU4/jHLzDQvddWI/s72-c/livros+antigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4122076513215511304</id><published>2011-12-18T00:18:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T00:28:11.733-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A festa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzUeMUa2q5Q/Tu1N7ROCt_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/QHlMxHHfSOk/s1600/Feliz-anivers%25C3%25A1rio-simples.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzUeMUa2q5Q/Tu1N7ROCt_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/QHlMxHHfSOk/s1600/Feliz-anivers%25C3%25A1rio-simples.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quanta festa! que acontece ?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;o que gritam de todos lados&lt;br /&gt;alguma coisa que estremesse&lt;br /&gt;é só festa de alguém que nasceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não foi hoje que nasceu&lt;br /&gt;hoje só comemoram os anos de alegria&lt;br /&gt;que nesta vida a todos deu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é o aniversário dela&lt;br /&gt;por isso que a casa ta em festa&lt;br /&gt;todos gritam festejando&lt;br /&gt;amigos no portão parabenizando&lt;br /&gt;telefone que não para.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, tem um bolo nesta festa&lt;br /&gt;a &amp;nbsp;vela &amp;nbsp;ta acesa&lt;br /&gt;dando lhe luz que merece ter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o tipo do bolo&lt;br /&gt;importa o calor dos que a amam&lt;br /&gt;e neste dia brindam por ter nascido&lt;br /&gt;A mulher, a mãe a amiga&lt;br /&gt;que o mundo concebeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(para Izildinha pelo aniversário)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4122076513215511304?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4122076513215511304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/festa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4122076513215511304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4122076513215511304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/festa.html' title='A festa'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tzUeMUa2q5Q/Tu1N7ROCt_I/AAAAAAAAAVY/QHlMxHHfSOk/s72-c/Feliz-anivers%25C3%25A1rio-simples.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3513720164775325390</id><published>2011-12-17T02:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-17T02:10:42.896-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Na espera</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A8QuV4auCVY/TuwWA0g8bMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yw1XL0571wg/s1600/bicicleta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="226" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A8QuV4auCVY/TuwWA0g8bMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yw1XL0571wg/s320/bicicleta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fico na minha janela&lt;br /&gt;olhando o passar do trem&lt;br /&gt;vendo em cada janela&lt;br /&gt;se&amp;nbsp;você vem&amp;nbsp;meu bem .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O trem passa tão&amp;nbsp;rápido&lt;br /&gt;tento não perder nenhum destes retratos&lt;br /&gt;enfeitados na janela&lt;br /&gt;desse trem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o trem passa&amp;nbsp;rápido&lt;br /&gt;o apito fala que ta atrasado&lt;br /&gt;e eu aqui na minha janela&lt;br /&gt;esperando que me abane a mão meu bem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo em nenhuma janela&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;mas de dentro do trem vem um perfume&lt;br /&gt;que enfeitam o meu ar&lt;br /&gt;pego a bicicleta&lt;br /&gt;corro pra estação&lt;br /&gt;e na garupa vou te trazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3513720164775325390?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3513720164775325390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/na-espera.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3513720164775325390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3513720164775325390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/na-espera.html' title='Na espera'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-A8QuV4auCVY/TuwWA0g8bMI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/yw1XL0571wg/s72-c/bicicleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-375113062457246981</id><published>2011-12-15T23:41:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T10:29:34.056-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Olhe por mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5miQNZbYRr8/TuqhS-3H5SI/AAAAAAAAAUw/oVDSXuGMDqQ/s1600/mao_de_deus.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5miQNZbYRr8/TuqhS-3H5SI/AAAAAAAAAUw/oVDSXuGMDqQ/s320/mao_de_deus.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Deus, sei que não tem tempo&lt;br /&gt;De se preocupar com coisinhas&lt;br /&gt;Mas te peço com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Olhe por mim, Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, sei que é muito ocupado&lt;br /&gt;Cuidando de tudo, por todos lados&lt;br /&gt;Mas preciso de Ti.&lt;br /&gt;Olhe por mim, Senhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te peço com carinho , Deus&lt;br /&gt;Em toda minha vida, confesso&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi os bons caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu agora mudei Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Tentei conhecer um atalho&lt;br /&gt;Achando que teria por ali; Amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, te peço Senhor&lt;br /&gt;Olhe por todos os povos&lt;br /&gt;Mas por favor Senhor&lt;br /&gt;perca um minuto comigo&lt;br /&gt;E me livre, Senhor&lt;br /&gt;De todos estes espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Que neste atalho&lt;br /&gt;em meu corpo grudou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me livre Senhor, te peço&lt;br /&gt;Queria me compenetrar&lt;br /&gt;Nos seus caminhos, seus ensinos&lt;br /&gt;Mas pecador, Eu sou.&lt;br /&gt;*n82&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-375113062457246981?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/375113062457246981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/olhe-por-mim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/375113062457246981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/375113062457246981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/olhe-por-mim.html' title='*Olhe por mim'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5miQNZbYRr8/TuqhS-3H5SI/AAAAAAAAAUw/oVDSXuGMDqQ/s72-c/mao_de_deus.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8475110297582665754</id><published>2011-12-15T23:29:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:58:49.866-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Tua maldita boca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Nhu35wS6yM/Tuqe4SeOkNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9-5e9lRMb1A/s1600/boca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="173" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7Nhu35wS6yM/Tuqe4SeOkNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/9-5e9lRMb1A/s320/boca.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Queria morder tua boca&lt;br /&gt;arrancar de dentro de voce&lt;br /&gt;todo seu mal&lt;br /&gt;gritar pra seu coração&lt;br /&gt;que nunca vi&amp;nbsp;alguém&amp;nbsp;assim,&lt;br /&gt;tão mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se mordo tua boca&lt;br /&gt;as palavras não conseguirei tirar&lt;br /&gt;morderei a tua lingua&lt;br /&gt;tentando tirar todo teu mal&lt;br /&gt;*n62&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu corpo todo nervoso&lt;br /&gt;este meu corpo louco&lt;br /&gt;que briga pra te odiar&lt;br /&gt;não consegue e só pensa&lt;br /&gt;nesta tua maldita boca,&lt;br /&gt;beijar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8475110297582665754?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8475110297582665754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/tua-maldita-boca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8475110297582665754'/><link rel='self' 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type='text'>Sufocando desejos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMs-Q3ysH_Y/Tuk6mRzV3oI/AAAAAAAAAUc/n7HhjbZxFDU/s1600/amafalda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMs-Q3ysH_Y/Tuk6mRzV3oI/AAAAAAAAAUc/n7HhjbZxFDU/s320/amafalda.jpg" width="253" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você nem imagina&lt;br /&gt;quantos beijos eu tinha&lt;br /&gt;dentro de mim, guardado&lt;br /&gt;pra você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;nem imagina&lt;br /&gt;o tamanho do meu carinho&lt;br /&gt;que tinha dentro de mim&lt;br /&gt;querendo entregar pra você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;nem imagina&lt;br /&gt;quanto feliz eu te faria&lt;br /&gt;com toda esta minha vontade&lt;br /&gt;de namorar&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos sempre me falavam&lt;br /&gt;que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;me queria&lt;br /&gt;que ansiava meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;e meu amor em&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não entendo o porque&lt;br /&gt;tive que guardar todos meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;guardar meu amor&lt;br /&gt;sufocar meus carinhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não entendo porque&lt;br /&gt;agiu assim comigo&lt;br /&gt;eu sabendo que me queria&lt;br /&gt;sufocando o seu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não entendo&lt;br /&gt;como minha boca&lt;br /&gt;consegue beijar outra boca;&lt;br /&gt;só não entendo como meus carinhos&lt;br /&gt;foram parar em outro corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só não entendo até hoje&lt;br /&gt;porque não aceitou&lt;br /&gt;nosso amor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6023491338830512033?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aMs-Q3ysH_Y/Tuk6mRzV3oI/AAAAAAAAAUc/n7HhjbZxFDU/s72-c/amafalda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3412302580878582478</id><published>2011-12-14T13:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T13:55:20.809-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu único bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nB10O0hEl6U/Tucu3_DthYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nfec0-W1Y9U/s1600/mg4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nB10O0hEl6U/Tucu3_DthYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nfec0-W1Y9U/s320/mg4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Porque não me diz&lt;br /&gt;quem é&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que me ama,&lt;br /&gt;desta maneira tao linda&lt;br /&gt;que&amp;nbsp;me faz enlouquecer&lt;br /&gt;sonhando com seus beijos&lt;br /&gt;querendo te conhecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que brinca comigo&lt;br /&gt;e faz de meus sonhos coisas tão atrevidas&lt;br /&gt;querendo ser toda de uma vez&lt;br /&gt;o sonho seu&amp;nbsp;também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;que me&amp;nbsp;manda&amp;nbsp;frases lindas&lt;br /&gt;e nunca sei seu rosto , não sei quem é&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;mas ando tao carente hoje em dia&lt;br /&gt;que me entrego e sou só sua até morrer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que me faz voar&lt;br /&gt;com tantas coisas que me fazem sonhar&lt;br /&gt;quem é&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que me chama de amor&lt;br /&gt;nem imagina que já sou este ser&amp;nbsp;que ama,&lt;br /&gt;nem imagina&amp;nbsp;que é meu&amp;nbsp;único&amp;nbsp;bem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3412302580878582478?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3412302580878582478/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-unico-bem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3412302580878582478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3412302580878582478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-unico-bem.html' title='Meu único bem'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nB10O0hEl6U/Tucu3_DthYI/AAAAAAAAAUM/nfec0-W1Y9U/s72-c/mg4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-7603499779811634461</id><published>2011-12-13T09:06:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T08:51:45.779-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Missivas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax3jDHyM-Xs/TucxQ0uXj8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/fIKzpqs_N4k/s1600/borboleta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="215" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax3jDHyM-Xs/TucxQ0uXj8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/fIKzpqs_N4k/s320/borboleta.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe que to brincando&lt;br /&gt;jamais teria&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;voce é uma coisa muito linda&lt;br /&gt;mas jamais vai acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando falo com&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;Nestes meus instantes&lt;br /&gt;só fico pensando em tempos longe&lt;br /&gt;onde meus olhos viram os seus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voce é algo tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;quando teus olhos, estas lerem&lt;br /&gt;saiba também da impossibilidade&lt;br /&gt;de ser eu e eu ser&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então tudo é&amp;nbsp;fantasia&lt;br /&gt;só coisas gostosas que ficam no ar&lt;br /&gt;sabendo que pra&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;escrevo&lt;br /&gt;e eu sabendo que &amp;nbsp;as lê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra não dizer que não leva a nada&lt;br /&gt;claro que leva&lt;br /&gt;pois onde esta, sabe que te penso&lt;br /&gt;e em algum de seus instantes&lt;br /&gt;lê que falo com&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sorri de minhas palavras&lt;br /&gt;sei que sabe que são pra&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;e assim sorrio aqui&lt;br /&gt;sabendo que balança a cabeça pensando&lt;br /&gt;como é boba esta pessoa&lt;br /&gt;que não tem o que fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*N59&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-7603499779811634461?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7603499779811634461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/missivas.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7603499779811634461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7603499779811634461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/missivas.html' title='*Missivas'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ax3jDHyM-Xs/TucxQ0uXj8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/fIKzpqs_N4k/s72-c/borboleta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5969976920986423863</id><published>2011-12-11T14:40:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:31:18.894-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Se sentir saudades...............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUCMmrKtXmo/TuTcegktSsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/mRpwcu1koRw/s1600/saudade1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUCMmrKtXmo/TuTcegktSsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/mRpwcu1koRw/s1600/saudade1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Se sentir saudade&lt;br /&gt;o que fazer ?&lt;br /&gt;olhe minhas fotos e veja&lt;br /&gt;que meus olhos brilham por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir saudades&lt;br /&gt;tente ver nos lençóis, que me enrolei&lt;br /&gt;com seu corpo nu&lt;br /&gt;nosso cheiro por ali deliciando&lt;br /&gt;a saudade que ficou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir saudade&lt;br /&gt;sente naquele mesmo bar&lt;br /&gt;onde pela primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;nossos olhos começaram a namorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se sentir saudade&lt;br /&gt;e não puder mais aguentar&lt;br /&gt;pegue o primeiro ônibus&lt;br /&gt;o primeiro trem&lt;br /&gt;se tiver avião, pode ser também&lt;br /&gt;e venha aqui me ver&lt;br /&gt;porque meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;ta doidinho pra&amp;nbsp; ter você também.&lt;br /&gt;*n4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5969976920986423863?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5969976920986423863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-sentir-saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5969976920986423863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5969976920986423863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-sentir-saudades.html' title='*Se sentir saudades...............'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fUCMmrKtXmo/TuTcegktSsI/AAAAAAAAAUE/mRpwcu1koRw/s72-c/saudade1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3344234141804420630</id><published>2011-12-11T14:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T14:25:19.014-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me empreste seu guarda chuvas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqyHbkN00J4/TuNdb92LX2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/myOaMl7lKyE/s1600/guarda+chuvas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqyHbkN00J4/TuNdb92LX2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/myOaMl7lKyE/s320/guarda+chuvas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me empreste seu guarda chuvas&lt;br /&gt;Já que tá deitado ai no sofá.&lt;br /&gt;Fala, que é tão bom esta chuvinha&lt;br /&gt;e que com ela, quer cochilar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me empreste então seu guarda chuvas&lt;br /&gt;que lá fora quero dançar&lt;br /&gt;Andar para todos lados&lt;br /&gt;Ver a água escoar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver a chuva caindo lá do céu&lt;br /&gt;pessoas a atravessar&lt;br /&gt;ruas correndo, como se&lt;br /&gt;dos pingos pudessem desviar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me empreste então seu guarda chuvas&lt;br /&gt;não quero minha cabeça molhar&lt;br /&gt;mas quero, olhar para a rua&lt;br /&gt;e ver pessoas se esbaldar&lt;br /&gt;de molhar -se sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;agradecendo a chuva&lt;br /&gt;que vem a todos brindar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me empreste então seu guarda chuvas&lt;br /&gt;porque não quero me deitar&lt;br /&gt;quero andar dançando o guarda chuvas&lt;br /&gt;quero nesta chuva passear.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3344234141804420630?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3344234141804420630/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-empreste-seu-guarda-chuvas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3344234141804420630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3344234141804420630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/me-empreste-seu-guarda-chuvas.html' title='Me empreste seu guarda chuvas'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KqyHbkN00J4/TuNdb92LX2I/AAAAAAAAAT0/myOaMl7lKyE/s72-c/guarda+chuvas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4476639146828955855</id><published>2011-12-10T23:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T16:07:48.786-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Torpedos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLnbJeSxVco/TuQNf_OdL1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/6t7eUzkodBc/s1600/torpedo.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mLnbJeSxVco/TuQNf_OdL1I/AAAAAAAAAT8/6t7eUzkodBc/s1600/torpedo.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você se lembra&lt;br /&gt;que quando te conheci&lt;br /&gt;o que sofri&lt;br /&gt;porque nem sabia&lt;br /&gt;mandar torpedo&lt;br /&gt;pra poder te namorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dou risada hoje disso&lt;br /&gt;e como sei, torpedos mandar&lt;br /&gt;como direitinho aprendi &lt;br /&gt;mas depois de você me esqueci&lt;br /&gt;como é mesmo namorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4476639146828955855?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4476639146828955855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/torpedos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4476639146828955855'/><link 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é este</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sc2bT81kQ5I/TtwTEfNEI6I/AAAAAAAAATc/JXbXMg7q50I/s1600/carinh02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sc2bT81kQ5I/TtwTEfNEI6I/AAAAAAAAATc/JXbXMg7q50I/s1600/carinh02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas que calor é este&lt;br /&gt;que me queima, me incendeia&lt;br /&gt;me faz tremer dos pés a cabeça&lt;br /&gt;me faz gemer,&lt;br /&gt;suspirar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem é você que consegue&lt;br /&gt;mexer no íntimo de meu ser&lt;br /&gt;me deixando mais mulher&lt;br /&gt;me fazendo&amp;nbsp;enternecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me abraça então logo&lt;br /&gt;deixe seus beijos em meus lábios&lt;br /&gt;acabe com este calor que me sufoca&lt;br /&gt;deixa nosso corpo respirar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sc2bT81kQ5I/TtwTEfNEI6I/AAAAAAAAATc/JXbXMg7q50I/s72-c/carinh02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-1176359493275229354</id><published>2011-12-06T10:25:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T22:40:20.902-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Porque foi pra tão longe ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-kdqpnuDz0/Tt4JZx_A8xI/AAAAAAAAATs/baw7fRqVmOo/s1600/aviao1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-G-kdqpnuDz0/Tt4JZx_A8xI/AAAAAAAAATs/baw7fRqVmOo/s320/aviao1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que voce foi fazer ai tão longe&lt;br /&gt;Tirando seu cheiro de meu alcance&lt;br /&gt;Tirando seu sorriso de tão perto&lt;br /&gt;Levando sua beleza pra outras terras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te vi em uma foto&lt;br /&gt;voce cortou o cabelo&lt;br /&gt;Deu um toque de beleza&lt;br /&gt;Te deixou bem jovial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu sorriso é tão alegre&lt;br /&gt;o que faz ai por perto&lt;br /&gt;deste lugar que se enfiou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porque foi pra tão longe&lt;br /&gt;Aqui perto eu nunca te via&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sabia que estava&lt;br /&gt;No mesmo vento a&amp;nbsp; me tocar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que volta logo&lt;br /&gt;será que verei seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;seu sorriso a me falar&lt;br /&gt;que seus olhos se divertem&lt;br /&gt;com minhas frases sorrateiras&lt;br /&gt;brincando com tantas letras&lt;br /&gt;querendo te agradar.&lt;br /&gt;*n34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1176359493275229354?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/1176359493275229354/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/porque-foi-pra-tao-longe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1176359493275229354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/1176359493275229354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PeDcIjkyIAo/TtwVPIf2ScI/AAAAAAAAATk/OJxr4umkA6E/s1600/folhas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PeDcIjkyIAo/TtwVPIf2ScI/AAAAAAAAATk/OJxr4umkA6E/s320/folhas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Sabe o que eu queria&lt;br /&gt;te pegar no aeroporto&lt;br /&gt;voar em meu carro feito louco&lt;br /&gt;Deixar o vento em nós bater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te levar pro meu cafofo&lt;br /&gt;preprara pra voce um banho gostoso&lt;br /&gt;esfregar todo seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;acariciar voce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparar uma taça de vinho&lt;br /&gt;servir bem geladinho&lt;br /&gt;Sentar voce em meu sofá&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a toalha bem felpuda&lt;br /&gt;secar levemente todo seu corpo&lt;br /&gt;algumas gotas mais atrevidas&lt;br /&gt;com minha boca , beber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhar seus olhos por instantes&lt;br /&gt;ouvir música da Marisa&lt;br /&gt;pela sala a gente dançar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois, ir lá pro quarto&lt;br /&gt;A garrafa de vinho levar&lt;br /&gt;entrar então no quarto e&lt;br /&gt;a porta fechar.&lt;br /&gt;*n61&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5196886196805508781?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5196886196805508781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/cafofo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5196886196805508781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5196886196805508781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/cafofo.html' title='*Cafofo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PeDcIjkyIAo/TtwVPIf2ScI/AAAAAAAAATk/OJxr4umkA6E/s72-c/folhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4621005021228248790</id><published>2011-12-04T22:07:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T19:28:09.582-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Tô indo ai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTu96IUFBA8/TtklksHaUII/AAAAAAAAATU/v7dW8xnKWF4/s1600/LoboMau.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yTu96IUFBA8/TtklksHaUII/AAAAAAAAATU/v7dW8xnKWF4/s1600/LoboMau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tô indo ai te ver&lt;br /&gt;veste aquela roupa bonita&lt;br /&gt;use aquele perfume que me intriga&lt;br /&gt;porque no teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;quero me perder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça aquela tua cara safada&lt;br /&gt;de quem quer me devorar;&lt;br /&gt;sorria seu sorriso lindo&lt;br /&gt;e seja meu lobo mau&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô indo ai &amp;nbsp;se prepara&lt;br /&gt;compre umas guloseimas&lt;br /&gt;porque quero abrir a geladeira&lt;br /&gt;e preparar nosso jantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem me chame para a rua&lt;br /&gt;só quero ver os letreiros&lt;br /&gt;pela sua janela piscar&lt;br /&gt;lá fora, nem quero pisar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faça aquele jeito maroto&lt;br /&gt;me cheirando o pescoço&lt;br /&gt;me deixando arrepiar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô indo ai te ver&lt;br /&gt;se prepara&lt;br /&gt;porque nestes meus dias&lt;br /&gt;você não vai estar para ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4621005021228248790?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4621005021228248790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/to-indo-ai.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-622780373108384891</id><published>2011-12-02T17:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T17:09:38.102-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Lá na lanchonete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwSiHjNTtjI/TtkhhXMycuI/AAAAAAAAATM/d_3Jx8SSnFI/s1600/lanche.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nwSiHjNTtjI/TtkhhXMycuI/AAAAAAAAATM/d_3Jx8SSnFI/s320/lanche.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ao te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;voltei no tempo&lt;br /&gt;lembrei daquele tempo&lt;br /&gt;quando ia te namorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era tudo tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;nossos abraços , seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;nossas conversas, o passear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andavamos pela cidade&lt;br /&gt;víamos o mar, e eu vivia a fotografar&lt;br /&gt;tudo que vejo hoje com saudade&lt;br /&gt;de nosso namorar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta aqui bem na minha frente&lt;br /&gt;não importa toda esta &amp;nbsp;gente, mas&lt;br /&gt;esta tão bom te abraçar&lt;br /&gt;esta tão bom sorrir no seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;e seus olhos namorar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-622780373108384891?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/622780373108384891/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/la-na-lanchonete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4349207064928917232</id><published>2011-12-02T08:23:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T17:03:35.350-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Não acredite que te amo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HVXEP1PZVuM/Ttim0tW2qEI/AAAAAAAAATE/ymT7gXMeWZo/s1600/namorados.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HVXEP1PZVuM/Ttim0tW2qEI/AAAAAAAAATE/ymT7gXMeWZo/s320/namorados.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É&amp;nbsp;tudo uma brincadeira,&lt;br /&gt;não acredite em mim&lt;br /&gt;quando&amp;nbsp;digo que te amo&lt;br /&gt;só quero brincar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiro um sarro da vida&lt;br /&gt;mas na minha vida&lt;br /&gt;você é a pessoa que prefiro;&lt;br /&gt;mas nunca vou te amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca acredite em minhas palavras lindas&lt;br /&gt;é que li muito Neruda,&lt;br /&gt;Pessoa também me ensinou&lt;br /&gt;com as palavras brincar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, olho pra voce e sorrio&lt;br /&gt;digo te amo no ouvido&lt;br /&gt;e seus lábios quero beijar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca acredite que te amo&lt;br /&gt;mesmo quando digo chorando&lt;br /&gt;que não é pra acreditar.&lt;br /&gt;*n26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4349207064928917232?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4349207064928917232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/nao-acredite-que-te-amo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8142926311058669526</id><published>2011-12-01T10:55:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T11:01:30.464-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Araçatuba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Ki4J3yiAI/Ttd40lNQUPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wUlwD-yAdp0/s1600/AracatubaVista.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Ki4J3yiAI/Ttd40lNQUPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wUlwD-yAdp0/s320/AracatubaVista.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nasceu lá na noroeste&lt;br /&gt;na picada que deixava&lt;br /&gt;os homens que vinham&lt;br /&gt;fazendo o trecho da Maria Fumaça,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cresceu, virou cidade&lt;br /&gt;tão bonita, belas avenidas&lt;br /&gt;cidade arborizada&lt;br /&gt;cresceu em meio a imensidão&lt;br /&gt;destas terras Paulista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje , já passa século&lt;br /&gt;que procura é nos homens&lt;br /&gt;o bom senso para entender&lt;br /&gt;que Araçatuba é nossa cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, acreditemos no futuro&lt;br /&gt;na luta do povo que a ama&lt;br /&gt;que briga para que não tenha o abandono&lt;br /&gt;de nossa linda cidade altaneira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje, mais uma festa&lt;br /&gt;em todas esquinas fogos que brilham&lt;br /&gt;representanto que existe&lt;br /&gt;em Araçatuba, sangue circulando&lt;br /&gt;pelas veias do povo&lt;br /&gt;nas veios da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha pequena homenagem&lt;br /&gt;a terra que me foi berço&lt;br /&gt;de onde tive que sair&lt;br /&gt;seguir o rumo dos pais&lt;br /&gt;que só ergueram a cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração bate forte&lt;br /&gt;quando entro na estrada&lt;br /&gt;e, vejo placas indicativas&lt;br /&gt;o nome de Araçatuba, minha cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando entro na Brasília&lt;br /&gt;avenida postal tão linda&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos então brilham&lt;br /&gt;Araçatuba, ainda é minha&lt;br /&gt;É a minha cidade !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8142926311058669526?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8142926311058669526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/aracatuba.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8142926311058669526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8142926311058669526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/12/aracatuba.html' title='Araçatuba'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Ki4J3yiAI/Ttd40lNQUPI/AAAAAAAAAS8/wUlwD-yAdp0/s72-c/AracatubaVista.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4337260775621453288</id><published>2011-11-29T12:56:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:57:49.489-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Esqueça as juras de outrora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lBZiRVHwRN8/TtTyjkV4tJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/y2Rds0Brd7I/s1600/lua-linda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lBZiRVHwRN8/TtTyjkV4tJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/y2Rds0Brd7I/s320/lua-linda.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Olá............&lt;br /&gt;Como te ver me faz feliz&lt;br /&gt;venha comigo, vamos passear&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o mar&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh !! o mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembra se quando o contemplamos&lt;br /&gt;Olhando na imensidão&lt;br /&gt;E, juras de nosso amor trocando ?&lt;br /&gt;Eramos tão jovens e&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;se foi .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me lembrava todos dias&lt;br /&gt;Daquelas palavras que me dizia&lt;br /&gt;que até o fim dos tempos&lt;br /&gt;Você&amp;nbsp;me amaria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas,&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;se foi.....&lt;br /&gt;Vem, me dê as mãos agora&lt;br /&gt;Esqueça as juras de outrora&lt;br /&gt;seus olhos bastam para me dizer&lt;br /&gt;O porque &amp;nbsp;de sua volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha, veja o mar lá na nossa frente&lt;br /&gt;Como suas mãos estão quentes&lt;br /&gt;eita coração que bate loucamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me beija&lt;br /&gt;deixa a lua falar&lt;br /&gt;vamos ouvir o mar balbuciar&lt;br /&gt;O vento ta fazendo as folhas dos coqueiros&lt;br /&gt;dançar.&lt;br /&gt;Como é bom&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;aqui comigo&lt;br /&gt;assim , a me olhar !!&lt;br /&gt;*n6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4337260775621453288?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4337260775621453288/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/esqueca-as-juras-de-outrora.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4337260775621453288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4337260775621453288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/esqueca-as-juras-de-outrora.html' title='*Esqueça as juras de outrora'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lBZiRVHwRN8/TtTyjkV4tJI/AAAAAAAAAS0/y2Rds0Brd7I/s72-c/lua-linda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2039482866067736421</id><published>2011-11-28T17:19:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:57:25.645-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Precipício</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DageWjvheIw/TtPeZ9Iz5hI/AAAAAAAAASs/fs3Mf7tmjiI/s1600/precipicio2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DageWjvheIw/TtPeZ9Iz5hI/AAAAAAAAASs/fs3Mf7tmjiI/s1600/precipicio2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E, meu corpo caia&lt;br /&gt;Perdidos em tantos emaranhados&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo caia&lt;br /&gt;precipício abaixo eu tombava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, na queda eu pensava&lt;br /&gt;Só pensava que pensava&lt;br /&gt;eram tantos emaranhados&lt;br /&gt;que nem meus pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;eu desenrolava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No precipício eu caia&lt;br /&gt;e, já avistava o fundo do buraco&lt;br /&gt;já visualizava meu sangue&lt;br /&gt;que ali ficaria esparramado&lt;br /&gt;o final estava próximo&lt;br /&gt;e, eu avistava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, eu caia; via meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;caído&amp;nbsp;lá embaixo&lt;br /&gt;vi-o estatelado&lt;br /&gt;eu caia, precipício abaixo tombava&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Via meu tumulo&lt;br /&gt;lá no meio do emaranhado&lt;br /&gt;o buraco, as pedras já visualizava&lt;br /&gt;mas de repente percebi&lt;br /&gt;Uma coisa que eu nem imaginava&lt;br /&gt;Eu sorri,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;vi que eu tinha asas&lt;br /&gt;eu voava.&lt;br /&gt;*n17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2039482866067736421?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DageWjvheIw/TtPeZ9Iz5hI/AAAAAAAAASs/fs3Mf7tmjiI/s72-c/precipicio2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8219347307769816269</id><published>2011-11-28T09:56:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:02:20.497-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Não dominava</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F79NCo1wWmw/TtN2wNSEkJI/AAAAAAAAASk/nupHfE7WgB8/s1600/lagrimas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F79NCo1wWmw/TtN2wNSEkJI/AAAAAAAAASk/nupHfE7WgB8/s1600/lagrimas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Estava ali parada&lt;br /&gt;Tanta gente me olhava&lt;br /&gt;de meus olhos escorriam água&lt;br /&gt;e eu não dominava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus óculos até que ajudavam&lt;br /&gt;Mas não adiantava&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos não obedeciam&lt;br /&gt;Eles choravam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escondidamente secava um olho&lt;br /&gt;Levemente o outro com a mão eu secava&lt;br /&gt;disfarçava e aquela gente , me olhava&lt;br /&gt;esta&amp;nbsp;água&amp;nbsp;não parava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentava, como tentava&lt;br /&gt;fazer esta lágrima parar, tentava&lt;br /&gt;Estava ali com tanta gente ao meu redor&lt;br /&gt;e, todos me olhavam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, entendi&lt;br /&gt;que esta água eu não dominava&lt;br /&gt;porque era&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma que chorava.&lt;br /&gt;*n64&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8219347307769816269?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8219347307769816269/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-dominava.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8219347307769816269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8219347307769816269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/nao-dominava.html' title='*Não dominava'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-F79NCo1wWmw/TtN2wNSEkJI/AAAAAAAAASk/nupHfE7WgB8/s72-c/lagrimas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-4961744189022998543</id><published>2011-11-27T23:19:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:03:28.699-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Minha Fome</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1FoedCoXL0/TtLhnuE2XJI/AAAAAAAAASc/6-KC-2oV6Lo/s1600/conversa_sistemica.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="303" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1FoedCoXL0/TtLhnuE2XJI/AAAAAAAAASc/6-KC-2oV6Lo/s400/conversa_sistemica.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Preocupava-se com a fome do mundo&lt;br /&gt;pela Etiópia então chorava&lt;br /&gt;Esta fome tá lá do outro lado&lt;br /&gt;porque não começar pela nossa fome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, não parava para entender&lt;br /&gt;E quando eu dizia de minha fome,&amp;nbsp;brigava&lt;br /&gt;Queria só mostrar que não adiantava me dar arroz&lt;br /&gt;Porque minha fome, continuava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha fome , era muito mais voraz&lt;br /&gt;só queria, que meu olhar o seu devorasse&lt;br /&gt;e assim passasse &amp;nbsp;minha fome&lt;br /&gt;esta fome que não passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas para que pensar&lt;br /&gt;pra que minha fome resolver&lt;br /&gt;se tens a Etiópia pra chorar&lt;br /&gt;porque pensar na minha fome&lt;br /&gt;se minha fome é somente&lt;br /&gt;fome de palavras.&lt;br /&gt;*n65&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-4961744189022998543?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4961744189022998543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/minha-fome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4961744189022998543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/4961744189022998543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/minha-fome.html' title='*Minha Fome'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X1FoedCoXL0/TtLhnuE2XJI/AAAAAAAAASc/6-KC-2oV6Lo/s72-c/conversa_sistemica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-876469304322846897</id><published>2011-11-25T11:45:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T18:51:43.790-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Me ama ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHCxzKXVvng/Ts-b4vOZ52I/AAAAAAAAASQ/rsRWB0oUVog/s1600/te_amo_-622.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHCxzKXVvng/Ts-b4vOZ52I/AAAAAAAAASQ/rsRWB0oUVog/s1600/te_amo_-622.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então me deixe sozinha&lt;br /&gt;com meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;Deixe o dia acabar e&lt;br /&gt;quem sabe amanhã meu sorriso volta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense em mim com carinho e, &lt;br /&gt;não pensando que não quero falar com você,&lt;br /&gt;e sim que preciso deste tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peça ao seu Deus que olhe por mim&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;em suas vibrações de amor e&lt;br /&gt;saiba que continuo sendo a amiga que sempre teve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só quero hoje , neste meu agora,&lt;br /&gt;um minutinho comigo mesma&lt;br /&gt;para entender algumas coisas em meu ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que suas vibrações de amor,&lt;br /&gt;cheguem então nesta pessoa&lt;br /&gt;que só quer hoje , estar sozinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então saiba que também te amo,&lt;br /&gt;porque não estaria neste meu momento de solidão&lt;br /&gt;falando para voce que &amp;nbsp;quero ficar só ,&lt;br /&gt;eu e Deus a sós , só um pouquinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me mande seu beijo pelo ar,&lt;br /&gt;que ele chegará e me dará forças&lt;br /&gt;para ultrapassar meus pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me ama ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço seu amor e te amo também.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-876469304322846897?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/876469304322846897/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-ama.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/876469304322846897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/876469304322846897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-ama.html' title='Me ama ?'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WHCxzKXVvng/Ts-b4vOZ52I/AAAAAAAAASQ/rsRWB0oUVog/s72-c/te_amo_-622.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-1304103891815738731</id><published>2011-11-24T11:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-24T11:59:58.783-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Seu Aniversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1tUxM6Da60/Ts5NNLRu-CI/AAAAAAAAASI/SNc1h2spJho/s1600/boloty.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1tUxM6Da60/Ts5NNLRu-CI/AAAAAAAAASI/SNc1h2spJho/s320/boloty.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Puxa......&lt;br /&gt;Mas&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;sumiu&lt;br /&gt;sumiu ? ou fui eu quem desapareci ?&lt;br /&gt;nada mais sei de você&lt;br /&gt;nem você sabe mais nada de mim .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acordei pensando em você&lt;br /&gt;e, queria muito te ver&lt;br /&gt;te dar meu abraço apertado&lt;br /&gt;transferir meu carinho pra você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas , sumimos&lt;br /&gt;Andamos por ai....................&lt;br /&gt;Cada um pro seu canto&lt;br /&gt;Cada um pro seu lado&lt;br /&gt;cuidando da vida, das coisas a existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;queria te pagar um guaraná&lt;br /&gt;Tomar um suco, qualquer coisa&lt;br /&gt;sei-lá&lt;br /&gt;mas queria te ver e&lt;br /&gt;neste meu abraço&lt;br /&gt;dar parabéns a você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois hoje é seu aniversário&lt;br /&gt;e desejo&lt;br /&gt;tudo de bom pra você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-1304103891815738731?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u1tUxM6Da60/Ts5NNLRu-CI/AAAAAAAAASI/SNc1h2spJho/s72-c/boloty.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8176227261044970931</id><published>2011-11-13T16:14:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T16:02:54.449-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Na lamina da gilete</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uw5eguqcfp4/TsAI2-4pCKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7d-7yY4VJGQ/s1600/gilete.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uw5eguqcfp4/TsAI2-4pCKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7d-7yY4VJGQ/s1600/gilete.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Andava sobre gilete&lt;br /&gt;E, meu coração dançava&lt;br /&gt;Em poças de sangue&lt;br /&gt;poças formadas por palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dançava com meu peito nú&lt;br /&gt;E, teu sangue me sujava o corpo&lt;br /&gt;Deixando em meus ais,&lt;br /&gt;suspiros de meu gozo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tuas palavras como flecha&lt;br /&gt;Arrombavam minha carne&lt;br /&gt;arregaçavam minha entranhas&lt;br /&gt;E eu te queria&lt;br /&gt;neste suspiros mais loucos, te queria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E meu peito&amp;nbsp;doía&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus gemidos dos gozos&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos choravam&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração tava partido&lt;br /&gt;E, mesmo teu sangue sujo&lt;br /&gt;no meu sangue puro&lt;br /&gt;Não coagulava&lt;br /&gt;E, na lamina da&amp;nbsp;gilete, eu&lt;br /&gt;dançava&lt;br /&gt;*n18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8176227261044970931?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8176227261044970931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/na-lamina-da-gilete.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8176227261044970931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8176227261044970931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/na-lamina-da-gilete.html' title='*Na lamina da gilete'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uw5eguqcfp4/TsAI2-4pCKI/AAAAAAAAAR4/7d-7yY4VJGQ/s72-c/gilete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-117787436850017387</id><published>2011-11-04T14:52:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:00:57.454-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Voando com Ícaro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXxnRFnEXBw/TrQXJJr0l6I/AAAAAAAAARU/lwMHOmtqzrM/s1600/voar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXxnRFnEXBw/TrQXJJr0l6I/AAAAAAAAARU/lwMHOmtqzrM/s320/voar.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sentaria nas asas de &amp;nbsp;Ícaro&lt;br /&gt;com ele voaria&lt;br /&gt;sei-la quais são os sonhos de Ícaro&lt;br /&gt;sei-la para onde ele quer voar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me importa os sonhos deste moço&lt;br /&gt;porque eu só quero voar&lt;br /&gt;veria lá de cima todo o paraiso&lt;br /&gt;veria olhos a brilhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vôo do moço me levaria&lt;br /&gt;para todos lugares que quero alcançar&lt;br /&gt;e porque não grande moço&lt;br /&gt;quando perto do brilho&lt;br /&gt;do grande sol a gente chegar&lt;br /&gt;ver também la do alto do sonho&lt;br /&gt;lindo sono do nosso voar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E estaríamos grande sonhador Ícaro&lt;br /&gt;voando pelos céus onde pouca gente pode chegar&lt;br /&gt;eu que não sonho nada nesta vida&lt;br /&gt;mas fico vendo seu sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim pequeno moço&lt;br /&gt;que foi muito alem do sonhar&lt;br /&gt;em suas asas meu lindo sonhador&lt;br /&gt;quando o sol te tocar&lt;br /&gt;que derretamos juntos nossos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;e juntos vamos viver no mar.&lt;br /&gt;*n63&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-117787436850017387?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/117787436850017387/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/voando-com-icaro.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/117787436850017387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/117787436850017387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/11/voando-com-icaro.html' title='*Voando com Ícaro'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KXxnRFnEXBw/TrQXJJr0l6I/AAAAAAAAARU/lwMHOmtqzrM/s72-c/voar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2062270343020760013</id><published>2011-10-23T16:56:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T12:59:37.409-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Eu tô na lua</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPFmrbo0DC0/TqRiozLGGwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eKATjgRHyD4/s1600/Laurent+Laveder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPFmrbo0DC0/TqRiozLGGwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eKATjgRHyD4/s320/Laurent+Laveder.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje eu quero me sentir na lua&lt;br /&gt;quero dançar na rua&lt;br /&gt;quero ver o guarda apitar;&lt;br /&gt;hoje eu quero ver crianças sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;ver flores se abrindo&lt;br /&gt;quero ver um monte de gente&lt;br /&gt;andando nas calçadas&lt;br /&gt;pessoas a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quero olhar pro lado&lt;br /&gt;Onde eu só veja alegria&lt;br /&gt;quero ver os vestidos das moças&lt;br /&gt;pelos ventos esvoaçar,&lt;br /&gt;quero olhar nos olhos dos moços&lt;br /&gt;e ver que eles ainda conseguem&lt;br /&gt;a tristeza ludibriar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quero comer pão lá na cozinha&lt;br /&gt;aquele cheiro de queimado&lt;br /&gt;no garfo esquentado&lt;br /&gt;quero relaxar;&lt;br /&gt;hoje só quero ver meus amigos lindos&lt;br /&gt;que os feios me perdoem&lt;br /&gt;mas para eles nem quero olhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu quero ler poesia&lt;br /&gt;deitar debaixo de alguma arvore&lt;br /&gt;num parque qualquer&lt;br /&gt;onde veja cachorros &amp;nbsp;ladrar;&lt;br /&gt;quero olhar para os lados&lt;br /&gt;ver aqueles caras sarados&lt;br /&gt;fazendo alguma coisa&lt;br /&gt;para a barriga não aumentar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje quero ver os casais de namorados&lt;br /&gt;de mãos dadas pelas alamedas&lt;br /&gt;ver sorvetes derretendo&lt;br /&gt;lambuzando toda gente&lt;br /&gt;vou me lambuzar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é tudo tão fantasia&lt;br /&gt;e para que quero outro dia&lt;br /&gt;se hoje tô na lua&lt;br /&gt;e dela nem quero voltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(foto de Laurent Laveder)&lt;br /&gt;*n6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2062270343020760013?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2062270343020760013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-to-na-lua.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2062270343020760013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2062270343020760013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-to-na-lua.html' title='*Eu tô na lua'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VPFmrbo0DC0/TqRiozLGGwI/AAAAAAAAAP0/eKATjgRHyD4/s72-c/Laurent+Laveder.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-709115791776521659</id><published>2011-10-22T11:59:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:24:03.407-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*É só uma poesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wawyiFbfO8/TqLMHTIqcoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/T5x13vCtVXQ/s1600/casas-com-jardins-lindos-5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1wawyiFbfO8/TqLMHTIqcoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/T5x13vCtVXQ/s320/casas-com-jardins-lindos-5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;É só uma poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que tento fazer pra você&lt;br /&gt;Procurar palavras bonitas&lt;br /&gt;pra mostrar meu amor , por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só uma poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que eu tento escrever&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se eu consigo&lt;br /&gt;Nestas palavras,&lt;br /&gt;falar o que sinto por você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só uma poesia&lt;br /&gt;palavras rabiscadas em um papel&lt;br /&gt;Coisas que meu coração sente&lt;br /&gt;E &amp;nbsp;na hora de escrever&lt;br /&gt;não consigo &amp;nbsp;mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só uma poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que no papel tento deixar&lt;br /&gt;Tudo aquilo que meu coração sente&lt;br /&gt;Que percebe quando estou a te abraçar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São só estas palavras&lt;br /&gt;Que escrevo para te mostrar&lt;br /&gt;Que meu amor por você é tão bonito&lt;br /&gt;Mas que como poesia,&lt;br /&gt;não consigo, registar.&lt;br /&gt;*n37&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-709115791776521659?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/709115791776521659/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-so-uma-poesia.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/709115791776521659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/709115791776521659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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ter&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na&amp;nbsp;ânsia&amp;nbsp;da ferida&lt;br /&gt;No sexo que grita&lt;br /&gt;No coração que agride sem entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mistura-se o sexo no ódio&lt;br /&gt;O amor que se perde&lt;br /&gt;entre feridas que dilaceram&lt;br /&gt;O corpo, a mente, todo ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misturam-se meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;As suas palavras que gritam&lt;br /&gt;Meus gritos em seu sexo que geme&lt;br /&gt;Meu ser em nosso ódio&lt;br /&gt;Que choram sem entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misturam-se nossos abraços em carinhos&lt;br /&gt;Nosso sexo em amor louco&lt;br /&gt;Misturam-se tantas palavras doidas&lt;br /&gt;No sangue desse ódio em sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misturam-se o não entender do nada&lt;br /&gt;A loucura de meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;Pertencer a&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misturam-se nosso sangue&lt;br /&gt;nosso orgasmo&lt;br /&gt;nestes abraços que se dominam&lt;br /&gt;no gritar de seu gemer&lt;br /&gt;no descanso do amor&lt;br /&gt;nosso amor sem entender.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3112012459055967651?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3112012459055967651/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/misturam-se.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3112012459055967651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3112012459055967651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/misturam-se.html' title='Misturam-se'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8082779569530564610</id><published>2011-10-21T20:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T20:17:32.670-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Despir</title><content type='html'>Despindo com olhos&lt;br /&gt;Despir no desejo&lt;br /&gt;despir no sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocar carne quente&lt;br /&gt;Beijos em boca ardente&lt;br /&gt;Amar e amar. Amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viver no conforto de abraços&lt;br /&gt;Amar o calor &amp;nbsp;do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Descansar em peito, relaxar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorrindo com a &amp;nbsp;realidade&lt;br /&gt;O sonhar ficando lá para&amp;nbsp;trás&lt;br /&gt;Despir com mãos&lt;br /&gt;amar e amar. Amar !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8082779569530564610?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8082779569530564610/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/despir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8082779569530564610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8082779569530564610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/despir.html' title='Despir'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3660360077737341190</id><published>2011-10-21T20:12:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T20:12:04.459-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O sangue do sangue</title><content type='html'>Nos seus olhos escorre, o sangue da morte&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto crianças gritam sorrindo nas ruas&lt;br /&gt;É a aurora que brilha para muitos&lt;br /&gt;E a noite que mostra que não dá mais para &amp;nbsp;lutar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o sangue que escorre de seus seios&lt;br /&gt;Que alimentou, os que não se pode falar&lt;br /&gt;Porque é o som do amor que fala alto&lt;br /&gt;No pecado de pertencer ao que a noite dá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o sangue que corre da alma&lt;br /&gt;Lá de dentro o grito que preso&lt;br /&gt;Na garganta está.&lt;br /&gt;Não se pode gritar porque perdoa&lt;br /&gt;O sangue do sangue, que está a jorrar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3660360077737341190?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3660360077737341190/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-sangue-do-sangue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3660360077737341190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWpaXBLktxw/TqkgO3Q2N3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZihehrKWVyM/s1600/coratr.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWpaXBLktxw/TqkgO3Q2N3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZihehrKWVyM/s200/coratr.png" width="194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Quanto tempo te aguentarão&lt;br /&gt;com toda tua chatice&lt;br /&gt;com toda sua frigidez&lt;br /&gt;com toda tua falta de carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo aguentarão&lt;br /&gt;com a vontade de querer ter&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;por inteiro&lt;br /&gt;de repartir não só o travesseiro&lt;br /&gt;mas repartir seu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;ficará mais uma em sua vida&lt;br /&gt;e depois só mais uma , e mais uma então&lt;br /&gt;e assim passa-se o tempo&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;não entendendo&lt;br /&gt;que para ser feliz,&lt;br /&gt;tem que doar o coração.&lt;div 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Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HWpaXBLktxw/TqkgO3Q2N3I/AAAAAAAAAQA/ZihehrKWVyM/s72-c/coratr.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5556251387209550928</id><published>2011-10-19T09:38:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:05:45.052-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*O que aconteceu com minha noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Id7ePXy71gw/TqklfH5JnOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/9fFy3BDUkc4/s1600/sonhos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="176" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Id7ePXy71gw/TqklfH5JnOI/AAAAAAAAAQI/9fFy3BDUkc4/s200/sonhos.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que aconteceu com minha noite&lt;br /&gt;Que tumultuou meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Alimentou meu sono&lt;br /&gt;Reviveu meu sangue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque entrou na minha fantasia&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo uma coisa tão bonita&lt;br /&gt;Aparecendo em meus beijos&lt;br /&gt;Querendo meus carinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que&amp;nbsp;delícia&amp;nbsp;seu beijo&lt;br /&gt;Que há tempo não os tenho&lt;br /&gt;Que maravilha seus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Olhando para mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem são aquelas pessoas&lt;br /&gt;Querendo&amp;nbsp;interromper&lt;br /&gt;Quem são as outras pessoas&lt;br /&gt;querendo este sentimento entender&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que aconteceu com minha noite&lt;br /&gt;Tão deliciosamente perturbada&lt;br /&gt;Alimentou minh` alma&lt;br /&gt;Despertei&amp;nbsp;com&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma noite,&lt;br /&gt;Tão conturbadamente bonita&lt;br /&gt;Tendo&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;na minha frente&lt;br /&gt;A noite mais bonita&lt;br /&gt;Doce amor meu, sei que ainda&lt;br /&gt;Esta comigo e estou em&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n66&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5556251387209550928?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5556251387209550928/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-que-aconteceu-com-minha-noite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-7509806523404759434</id><published>2011-10-19T00:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:25:26.252-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sonhar e sonhar</title><content type='html'>Te sonhar meu amor&lt;br /&gt;é só o que faço&lt;br /&gt;Tua distancia dilacera meus&amp;nbsp;órgãos&lt;br /&gt;a distancia me mata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te sonhar meu amor&lt;br /&gt;é só o que faço&lt;br /&gt;Fechar meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar com teus traços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te sonhar meu amor&lt;br /&gt;é só o que faço&lt;br /&gt;sonhar teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;teu calor&lt;br /&gt;Como seriam seus abraços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te sonhar meu amor&lt;br /&gt;é só o que faço&lt;br /&gt;sonhar com teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;no meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;é só o que faço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É só o que faço meu amor&lt;br /&gt;sonhar com&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;é tudo que faço&lt;br /&gt;com&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;meu amor&lt;br /&gt;sonhar e sonhar&lt;br /&gt;é só o que faço&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-7509806523404759434?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7509806523404759434/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/sonhar-e-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7509806523404759434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7509806523404759434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/sonhar-e-sonhar.html' title='Sonhar e sonhar'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-3999067090533868595</id><published>2011-10-19T00:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T00:17:51.040-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dentro</title><content type='html'>Minha boca dentro de sua boca&lt;br /&gt;Sua boca dentro desta boca&lt;br /&gt;Corpos encostados&lt;br /&gt;Minha respiração&lt;br /&gt;Sua transpiração&lt;br /&gt;Calor misturado&lt;br /&gt;Minha boca na sua boca&lt;br /&gt;Sua boca nesta outra boca&lt;br /&gt;Respiração&lt;br /&gt;Transpiração&lt;br /&gt;Destas bocas dentro das bocas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-3999067090533868595?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/3999067090533868595/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/dentro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3999067090533868595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/3999067090533868595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/dentro.html' title='Dentro'/><author><name>Solange 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src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6qDb2BCca8/TqkmzVXDRuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KDyah9n_auo/s320/corujinhas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Mas, onde será que estava escondido&lt;br /&gt;o seu cheiro que não chegava ao olfato meu&lt;br /&gt;Onde estava escondido seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;que meus olhos nunca avistaram nada igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde ficou tanto tempo escondido o amor&lt;br /&gt;onde estava&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;Agora que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;chega,&lt;br /&gt;seu cheiro em mim , chega&lt;br /&gt;seu calor me impregnou,&amp;nbsp;seus olhos me enfeitiçaram&lt;br /&gt;e o amor posse de meu ser tomou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estava&amp;nbsp;você,&amp;nbsp;que não veio antes&lt;br /&gt;fazer de minha vida esta festa&lt;br /&gt;fazer de meu coração este enlace&lt;br /&gt;onde&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;se escondeu todo este tempo&lt;br /&gt;fazendo brincadeiras com o coração meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estava&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;amor meu&lt;br /&gt;que deixou meu coração vazio tanto tempo&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo eu achar que na vida não existia&lt;br /&gt;todo um sentimento chamado amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estava você meu bem&lt;br /&gt;que conseguiu alvoroçar meus sentidos&lt;br /&gt;me dá agora estes beijos tão bonitos&lt;br /&gt;fazendo tudo em mim reviver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estando comigo agora&lt;br /&gt;nada mais importa do que há lá fora&lt;br /&gt;quero sentir todos teus beijos&lt;br /&gt;roubar todo seu calor&lt;br /&gt;e fazer de todo corpo teu&lt;br /&gt;o melhor sentimento&lt;br /&gt;do fora e do dentro&lt;br /&gt;enfeitando todo meu ser&lt;br /&gt;como é bom ter&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;, meu bem !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n68&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-723195331532392972?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-r6qDb2BCca8/TqkmzVXDRuI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/KDyah9n_auo/s72-c/corujinhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5486777062990061013</id><published>2011-10-15T13:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:07:06.845-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*A Morte não assusta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vSAq2WITDbA/Tpm5O5azVWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tw8k8KdIm0s/s1600/letras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vSAq2WITDbA/Tpm5O5azVWI/AAAAAAAAAPY/tw8k8KdIm0s/s320/letras.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é a morte que assusta&lt;br /&gt;é a forma com que ela te procura&lt;br /&gt;é aquela morte de se morrer todo dia&lt;br /&gt;nos gritos do dia&lt;br /&gt;no choro sem lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte não assusta&lt;br /&gt;me assusta somente&lt;br /&gt;o falta de amor entre os homens&lt;br /&gt;a falta de carinho dos olhares&lt;br /&gt;o esticar da mão na ajuda ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte não assusta&lt;br /&gt;mas o morrer lentamente&lt;br /&gt;a cada dia saber se estar morrendo mais&lt;br /&gt;é isto que dói no ser vivo&lt;br /&gt;querendo dar um abraço&lt;br /&gt;querendo receber um abraço&lt;br /&gt;mas ver a morte lenta chegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras viram armas&lt;br /&gt;atiram-se palavras para todos lados&lt;br /&gt;e a palavra que atinge&lt;br /&gt;o amago do ser&lt;br /&gt;que morre&lt;br /&gt;cada dia um pouco mais.&lt;br /&gt;*n67&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5486777062990061013?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5486777062990061013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/morte-nao-assusta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5486777062990061013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5486777062990061013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/morte-nao-assusta.html' title='*A Morte não assusta'/><author><name>Solange 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqkSOOq_20c/TpmUhUwdsvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cVwiwgVMo24/s1600/mochileiro-back01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos passear ?&lt;br /&gt;Faz a mala, venha me encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Jogue só uma mochila nas costas&lt;br /&gt;Algumas peças de roupa&lt;br /&gt;Que dê para carregar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jogue uma coberta do lado de fora da mochila&lt;br /&gt;Para nos cobrir nas noites lindas&lt;br /&gt;nas minhas costas vai a barraca&lt;br /&gt;Que na noite de luar&lt;br /&gt;Nosso corpo vai agasalhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos passear&lt;br /&gt;andar pela estrada&lt;br /&gt;Com mochila nas costas&lt;br /&gt;Pegar em sua mão, andar&lt;br /&gt;Ver as borboletas azuis. Nos galhos,&lt;br /&gt;pássaros&amp;nbsp;a chamar nosso olhar&lt;br /&gt;No mato a cachoeira nos chamando&lt;br /&gt;para que o banho seja ali o lugar de refrescar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos passear&lt;br /&gt;Jogue a coberta na areia do mar&lt;br /&gt;Vamos deitar e olhar para o céu&lt;br /&gt;ver as estrelas, o que nossa mente desejar&lt;br /&gt;ficar em silencio&lt;br /&gt;para escutar nosso coração, pulsar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-954852764334927714?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/954852764334927714/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/vamos-passear.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/954852764334927714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/954852764334927714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/vamos-passear.html' title='Mochila nas costas'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pqkSOOq_20c/TpmUhUwdsvI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/cVwiwgVMo24/s72-c/mochileiro-back01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-5278999894780773099</id><published>2011-10-15T10:51:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:10:44.203-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Pequena menina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bB25TRHJZqs/Tpm7srtMg6I/AAAAAAAAAPg/CifcGXzgdns/s1600/DSCF2415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bB25TRHJZqs/Tpm7srtMg6I/AAAAAAAAAPg/CifcGXzgdns/s200/DSCF2415.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Pequena mulher, menina&lt;br /&gt;Vejo como seus olhos brilham&lt;br /&gt;Na procura do que não consegue decifrar&lt;br /&gt;Vejo como se excita&lt;br /&gt;Nos seus devaneios ,querendo entender&lt;br /&gt;o que na verdade , &amp;nbsp;oculto está.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se agite, menina&lt;br /&gt;Nada sei de sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Mas, minha intimidade&lt;br /&gt;Com seu nome, sua distancia&lt;br /&gt;Me permito dedicar&lt;br /&gt;algumas pequenas palavras&lt;br /&gt;que faz seu coração agitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pequena mulher, menina&lt;br /&gt;Que lá longe, onde vive a sonhar&lt;br /&gt;Faça sempre seus dias serem lindos&lt;br /&gt;Seus pensamentos serem fartos&lt;br /&gt;Não se importe pequena menina&lt;br /&gt;Nunca precisaremos nos explicar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n69&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-5278999894780773099?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/5278999894780773099/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/pequena-menina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5278999894780773099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/5278999894780773099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/pequena-menina.html' title='*Pequena menina'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bB25TRHJZqs/Tpm7srtMg6I/AAAAAAAAAPg/CifcGXzgdns/s72-c/DSCF2415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6428218080558643315</id><published>2011-10-05T10:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T10:23:53.408-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Respire de novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6koc8ALtn2s/ToxaJwV3A0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/l3WdJnsFBUo/s1600/tempest.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6koc8ALtn2s/ToxaJwV3A0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/l3WdJnsFBUo/s320/tempest.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;fez com minha cabeça&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;que eu tanto queria e&lt;br /&gt;agora quero que me esqueça .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, mas que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;que&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;faz acontecer&lt;br /&gt;o amor é tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;e&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;complica tudo&lt;br /&gt;que nem dá pra conviver .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;que faz com que eu esqueça e não queira&lt;br /&gt;os beijos que tanto desejei&lt;br /&gt;o corpo que tanto sonhei .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas que confusão que não entendo&lt;br /&gt;não entro na sua cabeça&lt;br /&gt;não consigo decifrar&amp;nbsp;você,&lt;br /&gt;mas que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;tudo em&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;é tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;aprenda a viver ,&lt;br /&gt;para que outra consiga &lt;br /&gt;ficar com&amp;nbsp;você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa, que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;Pense bem e e aprenda a viver&lt;br /&gt;a vida já é tão complicada&lt;br /&gt;porque complica-la mais para viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;pare, pense, respire&lt;br /&gt;fale compassadamente&lt;br /&gt;faz se entender.&lt;br /&gt;Respire de novo, só mais um pouco de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que confusão é esta&lt;br /&gt;que seu corpo que eu sonhava&lt;br /&gt;agora eu quero distancia&lt;br /&gt;de tudo que achei tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;eu quero mais é ficar só;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;distancia de&amp;nbsp;você&amp;nbsp;que &amp;nbsp;sonhei .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor, respire de novo&lt;br /&gt;porque estou precisando&lt;br /&gt;parar para respirar&lt;br /&gt;para retornar meu viver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6428218080558643315?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6428218080558643315/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/respire-de-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6428218080558643315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6428218080558643315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/respire-de-novo.html' title='Respire de novo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6koc8ALtn2s/ToxaJwV3A0I/AAAAAAAAAPM/l3WdJnsFBUo/s72-c/tempest.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2490398274662105860</id><published>2011-10-04T11:58:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T11:23:35.165-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*A Rosa mais bela...in memorian</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vny9C1JJfNI/Tose380rcqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HYS2M0XnbC4/s1600/rosas-vermelhas-lindas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vny9C1JJfNI/Tose380rcqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HYS2M0XnbC4/s320/rosas-vermelhas-lindas.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Para que flor mais linda&lt;br /&gt;se o jardim todo, só uma enfeitava&lt;br /&gt;era o perfume&amp;nbsp;diário&lt;br /&gt;o colorido inimaginável&lt;br /&gt;era a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;do meu jardim em todas estações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era o sorriso do amanhecer do dia&lt;br /&gt;era a felicidade deste agricultor&lt;br /&gt;a colheita de todos os amores plantados&lt;br /&gt;colheitas de um amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, de tanta bela flor que era&lt;br /&gt;e de tanto perfume que jorrava&lt;br /&gt;de todo o belo que saia do jardim&lt;br /&gt;que Deus pensou :&lt;br /&gt;- Quero esta flor, aqui em meu jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, &amp;nbsp;colheu então nossa &amp;nbsp;rosa&lt;br /&gt;levou para o alto e enfeitou os céus&lt;br /&gt;De tão perfumada a rosa, do&lt;br /&gt;colorido que deu ao jardim dos céus&lt;br /&gt;desce até hoje seu perfume&lt;br /&gt;enfeitando as sementes&lt;br /&gt;perfumando os brotos que levemente&lt;br /&gt;conseguem com tão pouco perfume, existir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas fica a saudade&lt;br /&gt;da unica rosa, a mais bela&lt;br /&gt;de todas estações,&lt;br /&gt;para continuar a enfeitar nosso jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns brotos estão perdidos&lt;br /&gt;mas no coração lateja e ainda brotará a semente&lt;br /&gt;do amor que semeou aqui..&lt;br /&gt;*n38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2490398274662105860?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2490398274662105860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/rosa-mais-belain-memorian.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2490398274662105860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2490398274662105860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/rosa-mais-belain-memorian.html' title='*A Rosa mais bela...in memorian'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vny9C1JJfNI/Tose380rcqI/AAAAAAAAAPI/HYS2M0XnbC4/s72-c/rosas-vermelhas-lindas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-8682618732283958088</id><published>2011-10-03T11:14:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-08T09:12:48.261-02:00</updated><title type='text'>*Eu te acaricio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ3VrhDyy7k/TonDDGcPvvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZbeqUlwtv7s/s1600/leao-4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="256" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ3VrhDyy7k/TonDDGcPvvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZbeqUlwtv7s/s320/leao-4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acariciava&lt;br /&gt;meu corpo todo vibrava&lt;br /&gt;ao contato com o corpo&lt;br /&gt;da pessoa que eu amava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu te queria e gemia&lt;br /&gt;você&amp;nbsp;chorava baixinho&lt;br /&gt;parecia um bichinho&lt;br /&gt;que eu acariciava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a fera tomou conta&lt;br /&gt;na selva, os bichos acordaram&lt;br /&gt;o choro virou rugido&lt;br /&gt;todos os bichos levantaram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto trotar&lt;br /&gt;de tanto bramir&lt;br /&gt;de tanto&amp;nbsp;grunhidos&lt;br /&gt;a selva se aquieta&lt;br /&gt;o choro volta em sorriso&lt;br /&gt;em calor, em gorjeio&lt;br /&gt;eu te acaricio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*n70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-8682618732283958088?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8682618732283958088/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-te-acaricio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8682618732283958088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/8682618732283958088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/eu-te-acaricio.html' title='*Eu te acaricio'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XZ3VrhDyy7k/TonDDGcPvvI/AAAAAAAAAPE/ZbeqUlwtv7s/s72-c/leao-4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-7780529805389655133</id><published>2011-10-02T22:40:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:49:24.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esta fala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgr9JcWtV7U/TokSM18OZXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/a8XfPPja-hI/s1600/ab45.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgr9JcWtV7U/TokSM18OZXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/a8XfPPja-hI/s320/ab45.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo tão misturado&lt;br /&gt;ta tudo errado&lt;br /&gt;socorro venham me ajudar .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me&amp;nbsp;ajudem&amp;nbsp;a entender a dança&lt;br /&gt;o grito daquela criança&lt;br /&gt;o desespero do pai&lt;br /&gt;que canta&lt;br /&gt;um choro ardido&lt;br /&gt;do sol ou na chuva&lt;br /&gt;a cabeça toda nua, de frio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixem eu&amp;nbsp;entender&amp;nbsp;esta fala&lt;br /&gt;de quem não para&lt;br /&gt;me ajudem a entender&lt;br /&gt;o canto, o doce, o choro,&lt;br /&gt;atras&amp;nbsp;das cortinas,&lt;br /&gt;um filho nascer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-7780529805389655133?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/7780529805389655133/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/esta-fala.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7780529805389655133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/7780529805389655133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/esta-fala.html' title='Esta fala'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mgr9JcWtV7U/TokSM18OZXI/AAAAAAAAAO8/a8XfPPja-hI/s72-c/ab45.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-2330994413676688454</id><published>2011-10-02T12:22:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T17:51:49.166-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Neste domingo lindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6gAJehZ0D4/ToiBiDfHPLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hiXFALhJdgg/s1600/sole.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6gAJehZ0D4/ToiBiDfHPLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hiXFALhJdgg/s320/sole.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hoje é domingo&lt;br /&gt;o dia ta sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;e eu tão feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nem quero cachaça&lt;br /&gt;nem fazer pirraça&lt;br /&gt;só&amp;nbsp;quero viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoje é domingo&lt;br /&gt;e todos os cantos&lt;br /&gt;ali ou aqui&lt;br /&gt;lá, acolá&lt;br /&gt;onde meus olhos enxergam&lt;br /&gt;de meu lado você&amp;nbsp;está&amp;nbsp;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é domingo&lt;br /&gt;e o dia ta lindo&lt;br /&gt;espero este sol lindo&lt;br /&gt;no fim da tarde&lt;br /&gt;ir descansar, brilhar para outros olhos&lt;br /&gt;para que outros parem de sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para que eu te abrace&lt;br /&gt;e seja só eu e&amp;nbsp;você&lt;br /&gt;neste domingo&lt;br /&gt;que ta tão lindo.&lt;br /&gt;e eu tão feliz&lt;br /&gt;porque tenho você.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-2330994413676688454?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/2330994413676688454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/neste-domingo-lindo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2330994413676688454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/2330994413676688454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/neste-domingo-lindo.html' title='Neste domingo lindo'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_6gAJehZ0D4/ToiBiDfHPLI/AAAAAAAAAO4/hiXFALhJdgg/s72-c/sole.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1381398664378241752.post-6094778150909658424</id><published>2011-10-02T00:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:29:33.247-03:00</updated><title type='text'>e, o Natal nem chegou</title><content type='html'>La vinha ele&lt;br /&gt;todo sorridente com seu trenó&lt;br /&gt;As renas até dançavam&lt;br /&gt;e ele me sorria me mostrando&lt;br /&gt;que alguma coisa ali há.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele foi chegando&lt;br /&gt;as renas pareciam ter pressa&lt;br /&gt;e vi se aproximar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou pra mim&lt;br /&gt;e falou, aqui tem um lindo presente&lt;br /&gt;para poder te entregar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DVvNRjLcEs8/Tofai2llWTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4hhP4OJfxb0/s1600/renas1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DVvNRjLcEs8/Tofai2llWTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4hhP4OJfxb0/s1600/renas1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhei pra aquele velhinho&lt;br /&gt;e falei tão rápido:&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda nem é Natal .&lt;br /&gt;ele me olhou sorrindo, falando&lt;br /&gt;eu não sei de nada disso&lt;br /&gt;só me mandaram vir mais cedo&lt;br /&gt;para seu presente entregar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fique muito agradecida&lt;br /&gt;o velhinho me piscou&lt;br /&gt;suas renas&amp;nbsp;saíram&amp;nbsp;em disparada&lt;br /&gt;acho que esta entrega atrapalhou&lt;br /&gt;o andamento do processo do velhinho&lt;br /&gt;que em Dezembro chega sorrindo&lt;br /&gt;do cansaço do labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abri meu presente&lt;br /&gt;que pacote tão grande era aquele&lt;br /&gt;tão feliz fiquei&lt;br /&gt;e olhando pro presente&lt;br /&gt;pensei; se é meu,&lt;br /&gt;é porque Deus me mandou !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1381398664378241752-6094778150909658424?l=poesias-escritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/feeds/6094778150909658424/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-o-natal-nem-chegou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6094778150909658424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1381398664378241752/posts/default/6094778150909658424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesias-escritos.blogspot.com/2011/10/e-o-natal-nem-chegou.html' title='e, o Natal nem chegou'/><author><name>Solange Menezes</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09631570026751334119</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-oogDCY1QNn0/TVwcstBTifI/AAAAAAAAAAM/bfvZbxhklVQ/s220/rty.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DVvNRjLcEs8/Tofai2llWTI/AAAAAAAAAOw/4hhP4OJfxb0/s72-c/renas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
