tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-280195322024-03-07T15:50:14.332-03:00Aprendiz EspiritualCell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.comBlogger750125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-21925932163450757312016-04-26T00:16:00.001-03:002016-04-26T00:27:27.038-03:00CARINHO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">mas este sol é só compensação.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Humildemente, meu olhar celebra</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">ao mesmo tempo, simultaneamente,</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #9fc5e8; line-height: 19.32px;">Um’alma livre já não ri nem chora.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">De liberdade sei o suficiente</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">para estar preso ainda às emoções.</span></div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-60388226179517630442016-02-09T15:03:00.000-02:002016-02-09T15:03:29.451-02:00MULHER AO ESPELHO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Hoje que seja esta ou aquela,</span></span></div>
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pouco me importa.</div>
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Quero apenas parecer bela,</div>
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pois, seja qual for, estou morta.</div>
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Já fui loura, já fui morena,</div>
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já fui Margarida e Beatriz.</div>
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Já fui Maria e Madalena.</div>
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Só não pude ser como quis.</div>
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Que mal faz, esta cor fingida</div>
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do meu cabelo, e do meu rosto,</div>
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se tudo é tinta: o mundo, a vida,</div>
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o contentamento, o desgosto?</div>
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Por fora, serei como queira</div>
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a moda, que me vai matando.</div>
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Que me levem pele e caveira</div>
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ao nada, não me importa quando.</div>
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Mas quem viu, tão dilacerados,</div>
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olhos, braços e sonhos seus</div>
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e morreu pelos seus pecados,</div>
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falará com Deus.</div>
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Falará, coberta de luzes,</div>
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do alto penteado ao rubro artelho.</div>
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Porque uns expiram sobre cruzes,</div>
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outros, buscando-se no espelho.</div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-73539449916980479682016-01-01T01:26:00.000-02:002016-01-01T01:50:58.463-02:00BEM NO FUNDO<div style="color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px; margin-top: 6px;">
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><span style="background-color: black;">bem lá no fundo,<br />a gente gostaria<br />de ver nossos problemas</span><br /><span style="background-color: black;">resolvidos por decreto</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">a partir desta data,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">aquela mágoa sem remédio</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">é considerada nula</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">e sobre ela — silêncio perpétuo</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">extinto por lei o remorso,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">maldito seja quem olhar pra trás,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">lá pra trás não há nada,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">e nada mais</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">mas problemas não se resolvem,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">problemas têm família grande,</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">e aos domingos saem todos passear</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">o problema, sua senhora</span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: black;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">e outros pequenos probleminhas</span></span></div>
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da Vida, minha Irmã.<br />
De todos os tempos.<br />
De todos os povos.<br />
De todas as latitudes.<br />
Ela vem do fundo imemorial das idades e<br />
carrega a carga pesada dos mais<br />
torpes sinônimos,<br />
apelidos e apodos:<br />
Mulher da zona,<br />
Mulher da rua,<br />
Mulher perdida,<br />
Mulher à-toa.<br />
Mulher da Vida, minha irmã.<br />
Pisadas, espezinhadas, ameaçadas.<br />
Desprotegidas e exploradas.<br />
Ignoradas da Lei, da Justiça e do Direito.<br />
Necessárias fisiologicamente.<br />
Indestrutíveis.<br />
Sobreviventes.<br />
Possuídas e infamadas sempre por<br />
aqueles que um dia as lançaram na vida.<br />
Marcadas. Contaminadas,<br />
Escorchadas. Discriminadas.<br />
Nenhum direito lhes assiste.<br />
Nenhum estatuto ou norma as protege.<br />
Sobrevivem como erva cativa dos caminhos,<br />
pisadas, maltratadas e renascidas.<br />
Flor sombria, sementeira espinhal<br />
gerada nos viveiros da miséria, da<br />
pobreza e do abandono,<br />
enraizada em todos os quadrantes da Terra.<br />
Um dia, numa cidade longínqua, essa<br />
mulher corria perseguida pelos homens que<br />
a tinham maculado. Aflita, ouvindo o<br />
tropel dos perseguidores e o sibilo das pedras,<br />
ela encontrou-se com a Justiça.<br />
A Justiça estendeu sua destra poderosa e<br />
lançou o repto milenar:<br />
Aquele que estiver sem pecado<br />
atire a primeira pedra.<br />
As pedras caíram<br />
e os cobradores deram s costas.<br />
O Justo falou então a palavra de eqüidade:<br />
Ninguém te condenou, mulher...<br />
nem eu te condeno.<br />
A Justiça pesou a falta pelo peso<br />
do sacrifício e este excedeu àquela.<br />
Vilipendiada, esmagada.<br />
Possuída e enxovalhada,<br />
ela é a muralha que há milênios detém<br />
as urgências brutais do homem para que<br />
na sociedade possam coexistir a inocência,<br />
a castidade e a virtude.<br />
Na fragilidade de sua carne maculada<br />
esbarra a exigência impiedosa do macho.<br />
Sem cobertura de leis<br />
e sem proteção legal,<br />
ela atravessa a vida ultrajada<br />
e imprescindível, pisoteada, explorada,<br />
nem a sociedade a dispensa<br />
nem lhe reconhece direitos<br />
nem lhe dá proteção.<br />
E quem já alcançou o ideal dessa mulher,<br />
que um homem a tome pela mão,<br />
a levante, e diga: minha companheira.<br />
Mulher da Vida, minha irmã.<br />
No fim dos tempos.<br />
No dia da Grande Justiça<br />
do Grande Juiz.<br />
Serás remida e lavada<br />
de toda condenação.<br />
E o juiz da Grande Justiça<br />
a vestirá de branco em<br />
novo batismo de purificação.<br />
Limpará as máculas de sua vida<br />
humilhada e sacrificada<br />
para que a Família Humana<br />
possa subsistir sempre,<br />
estrutura sólida e indestrurível<br />
da sociedade,<br />
de todos os povos,<br />
de todos os tempos.<br />
Mulher da Vida, minha irmã.<br />
Declarou-lhe Jesus: Em verdade vos digo que publicanos e meretrizes vos
precedem<br />
no Reino de Deus.<br />
Evangelho de São Mateus 21, ver.31.</span>
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Poesia dedicada, </span></div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-75725809297888367722015-09-18T22:49:00.000-03:002015-09-18T22:49:19.443-03:00A DOÇURA DA VIDA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">A doçura de se viver está em ser o que se é.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Está em se aceitar, em se permitir, em apostar as fichas em você...</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">está em trocar tudo por uma boa gargalhada!</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Ah, a vida!</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Ela nunca foi uma menina comportada, é fato!</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Inconsequente, ela vive nos colocando em emboscadas, </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">somente para divertir-se.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Contrariá-la é perca de tempo...renda-se e divirta-se com ela, </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">ainda que a situação lhe pareça sem pé nem cabeça.</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Aprendi com o passar dos anos que compreender a vida é perda de tempo e que o tempo é vida!</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Incompreensível?</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Claro...Tanto quanto acomodar-se com a infelicidade</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #d5a6bd;"><span style="line-height: 19.32px;">e sonhar em ser feliz!</span></span></div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-80516772992239881642015-05-04T14:30:00.000-03:002015-05-04T14:30:10.741-03:00NO CASARÃO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-86524073557289568412015-05-04T14:02:00.000-03:002015-05-04T14:02:18.364-03:00FLORESTA<br />
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<span style="background-color: black; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;">De olhos fechados</span></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">mergulho em teu ventre.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Perfumes se encontram</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">no meu rosto. Braços</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">apanham meus cabelos.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Braços leves, pesados,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">amorosos ou rudes,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Braços de cedro</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">ou espinheiro,</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">de parasitas</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">ou cravos selvagens.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">No ar e na boca</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">um gosto de erva</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">amanhecida. Um gosto</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">de coisa lavada.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Um ar de chuva</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">e terra. Um gosto</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">de mundo amanhecendo.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Oh, enveredar</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">por esse mundo livre</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">e ser uma entre as árvores</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">que formam o volume</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">do teu rosto.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Enveredar por esse mundo livre.</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Conhecer a geografia</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">do teu peito. Misturar-me</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">à conversa das folhas</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">e adivinhar o casamento</span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><span style="font-size: x-large;">secreto das raízes!</span></span></div>
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</span></span>Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-60248330193892663792015-03-18T00:52:00.001-03:002015-03-18T00:52:31.013-03:00Serenata<div class="MsoNormal">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Permita que eu feche os meus olhos,<br />
pois é muito longe e tão tarde!<br />
Pensei que era apenas demora,<br />
e cantando pus-me a esperar-te.</span></div>
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Permite que agora emudeça:<br />
que me conforme em ser sozinha.<br />
Há uma doce luz no silencio,<br />
e a dor é de origem divina.</span></div>
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Permite que eu volte o meu rosto<br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">.ior que este mundo,<br />
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-25703741927899728822015-02-17T14:09:00.000-02:002015-02-17T14:09:08.777-02:00A ARTE DE SER FELIZ<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Houve um tempo em que minha janela se abria sobre uma cidade
que parecia </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">ser feita de giz. Perto da janela havia um pequeno jardim quase seco. </span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Era uma época de estiagem, de terra esfarelada, e o jardim parecia morto.</span></div>
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Mas todas as manhãs vinha um pobre com um balde, e, em silêncio, ia atirando com a mão umas gotas de água sobre as plantas. Não era uma rega: era uma espécie de aspersão ritual, para que o jardim não morresse. E eu olhava para as plantas, para o homem, para as gotas de água que caíam de seus dedos magros e meu coração ficava completamente feliz.</div>
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Às vezes abro a janela e encontro o jasmineiro em flor. Outras vezes encontro nuvens espessas. Avisto crianças que vão para a escola. Pardais que pulam pelo muro. Gatos que abrem e fecham os olhos, sonhando com pardais. Borboletas brancas, duas a duas, como refletidas no espelho do ar. Marimbondos que sempre me parecem personagens de Lope de Vega. Ás vezes, um galo canta. Às vezes, um avião passa. Tudo está certo, no seu lugar, cumprindo o seu destino. E eu me sinto completamente feliz.</div>
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Mas, quando falo dessas pequenas felicidades certas, que estão diante de cada janela, uns dizem que essas coisas não existem, outros que só existem diante das minhas janelas, e outros, finalmente, que é preciso aprender a olhar, para poder vê-las assim.</div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-996764631826824462015-01-26T20:47:00.001-02:002015-01-26T20:47:50.728-02:00Pensamentos, Poesias & Fantasias<h4>
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nossas perdas</span></b><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themetint: 153;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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verticalmente</span></b><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themetint: 153;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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como derradeira</span></b><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themetint: 153;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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nossa outra metade</span></b><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themetint: 153;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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inteira ?</span></b><b><span style="color: #548dd4; font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 16.0pt; line-height: 150%; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR; mso-themecolor: text2; mso-themetint: 153;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-77659172922848118132014-11-16T21:38:00.000-02:002014-11-16T21:38:15.252-02:00Exterior<img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzjsbZIJP7k9GAzg01BRU6eQdp_-YOhyphenhyphenHEPcdK4pPvgCd9XA0QD4JbQTJKOaaYLZxxGnRrQrdBip1A6qxaP6i_pBNlO-_meENDzX85rT9CewoFwF6OLRH5biMCv3pjoZJHLSo27A/s1600/pensamento+%25281%2529.jpg" /><a href="http://www.escritas.org/pt/poema/3487/exterior" style="background-color: #252525; color: white; font-family: 'Century Gothic'; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20.7999992370605px; text-decoration: none;"><br /><br />Por que a poesia tem que se confinar?<br />às paredes de dentro da vulva do poema?<br />Por que proibir à poesia<br />estourar os limites do grelo<br />da greta<br />da gruta<br />e se espraiar além da grade<br />do sol nascido quadrado?<br /><br />Por que a poesia tem que se sustentar<br />de pé, cartesiana milícia enfileirada,<br />obediente filha da pauta?<br />Por que a poesia não pode ficar de quatro<br />e se agachar e se esgueirar<br />para gozar<br />– carpe diem! –<br />fora da zona da página?<br /><br />Por que a poesia de rabo preso<br />sem poder se operar<br />e, operada,<br />polimórfica e perversa,<br />não pode travestir-se<br />com os clitóris e balangandãs da lira?</a>Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-2483802636764585352014-10-16T22:45:00.001-03:002014-10-16T22:45:18.575-03:00<script src="http://banners.greenpeace.com.br/js/chegademadeirailegal/300x600r.js"></script>Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-2377787976741008852014-08-26T21:59:00.001-03:002014-08-26T21:59:26.888-03:00CIDADE<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0.0001pt;">
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do homem<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">com pão,
leite, feijão e ar?<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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menos livre<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">o eterno
pássaro<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">de nossa
herança<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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cerca de luzes<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">mas apaga
o feltro<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">de nossa
infância<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">a febre
de nossa voz<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">e
deixa-nos ancorados<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">às
esquinas<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Times New Roman","serif"; font-size: 13.5pt; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: PT-BR;">fotografia
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Amar só por amar: Aqui... além...</div>
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Mais Este e Aquele, o Outro e toda a gente</div>
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Que seja a minha noite uma alvorada,</div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-60127073604089368792014-03-18T22:12:00.001-03:002014-03-18T22:12:19.888-03:00Mudam-se os tempos<br /><br /><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="width: 550px;"><tbody>
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #93c47d; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Mudam-se os tempos, mudam-se as vontades,<br />Muda-se o ser, muda-se a confiança;<br />Todo o mundo é composto de mudança,<br />Tomando sempre novas qualidades.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #93c47d; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Continuamente vemos novidades,<br />Diferentes em tudo da esperança;<br />Do mal ficam as mágoas na lembrança,<br />E do bem, se algum houve, as saudades.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #93c47d; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">O tempo cobre o chão de verde manto,<br />Que já coberto foi de neve fria,<br />E em mim converte em choro o doce canto.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: black; color: #93c47d; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: large;">E, afora este mudar-se cada dia,<br />Outra mudança faz de mor espanto,<br />Que não se muda já como soía.</span><br />
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Tudo sem nexo,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Sem sexo,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Amanhã de manhã,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Comprarei dois pães,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Pegarei o jornal,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Darei comida aos gatos...</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">A rotina é uma cortina,</span></b></div>
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<b><span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">De meus lindos medos,</span></b></div>
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-38769000556211709852013-10-11T20:55:00.001-03:002013-10-11T21:11:44.432-03:00Ecoando Pessoa<img alt="Ecoando Pessoa" height="301" src="http://www.poetasdopiaui.org.br/images/up/201206/jpg_20120626193425_75.jpg" width="400" /><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Amemos, odiemos, desejemos.</span></span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif; font-size: large;">Rasguemos o lençol de linho,</span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">com que Pessoa quis cobrir</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">o perfil de nossa Imperfeição.</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Que a Morte ouse ser tudo o que é.</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Na medida exata que se quer e se espera...</span></span><br />
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Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-28561562928784186022013-08-04T20:14:00.000-03:002013-08-04T20:14:16.572-03:00Mia faz 5 meses<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Escuridão repentina que me prende em mãos trêmulas<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Vontades insaciáveis e pele ávida<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Meu inferno me leva ao eterno<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Decomposição viceral , éden de vermes dentro de mim.<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Salvação.<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Meu inferno bebe sangue contaminado da existência<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Coagulado de essência<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Meu inferno vira tempestade.<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Me pega, me leva, me muda.<br />
</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: tahoma, sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Eterniza.</span></blockquote>Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-46645390184953301262011-10-16T15:17:00.000-02:002011-10-16T15:17:31.570-02:00<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MODeIgnhKUvy7ulLoM-vidqRsmLnGR2iVpu53Tc7X-Ir0KWFd-WTLu-h8f6ha2S3fiXssTo0VmiCucT9OW3AdkI9zwdGWsutUtddlqs7OIDea8fev3-QCTmPEUEPLVZtouzf/s1600/Prince15_large.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7MODeIgnhKUvy7ulLoM-vidqRsmLnGR2iVpu53Tc7X-Ir0KWFd-WTLu-h8f6ha2S3fiXssTo0VmiCucT9OW3AdkI9zwdGWsutUtddlqs7OIDea8fev3-QCTmPEUEPLVZtouzf/s400/Prince15_large.gif" width="317" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: whitesmoke; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc9933; font-size: medium;">Todos caminhos que percorri<br />
Caberiam numa folha<br />
de papel<br />
Todas os passos que dei<br />
Caberiam nas bolhas<br />
dos meus pés<br />
Mas todos desejos que tenho<br />
Não caberiam<br />
nesse mundo</span></span><br />
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</span></div>Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28019532.post-37460968636963153182011-10-16T15:07:00.000-02:002011-10-16T15:07:30.791-02:00<div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLxNLZdRZVAQGOH6VU25g8rJb9pDZ0Dwz5CKvwPcQaJBx-DxkvCmN8GTXx2432zRGNSLpiPlJkZ-4mvZ0lLJ0sgG08ckyZBWe7p3aIablSQSqYZQrEdvNgKjgRFVS1b4Se_5K/s1600/mulher+de+vermelho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZLxNLZdRZVAQGOH6VU25g8rJb9pDZ0Dwz5CKvwPcQaJBx-DxkvCmN8GTXx2432zRGNSLpiPlJkZ-4mvZ0lLJ0sgG08ckyZBWe7p3aIablSQSqYZQrEdvNgKjgRFVS1b4Se_5K/s400/mulher+de+vermelho.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, sans-serif, Verdana; font-size: 12px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: #cc0000; font-family: 'comic sans ms', sans-serif; font-size: medium;">Eu não sou ela,<br />
Ela não é minha,<br />
Talvez seja,<br />
Mera coincidência,<br />
Minha sombra perdida,<br />
Minha pedra ferida,<br />
Minha amante casual...<br />
Um dia fui eu,<br />
Simplesmente...<br />
Porém chovia,<br />
E lagrimamente<br />
Vi-me nu,<br />
Aos olhos dela,<br />
Neste dia a percebi,<br />
De relance,<br />
De canto de olho,<br />
De corpo distante,<br />
Rimos nós,<br />
Aos compassos do tempo,<br />
Aos prantos dos passos,<br />
Aos silêncios das caricias...<br />
Quem seja?<br />
Não sei,<br />
Um anjo dos dias sem ninguém,<br />
Um riso das manhãs tristes...<br />
Uma poesia desgarrada ao vento...<br />
Que importa senão vive-la,<br />
Enfim...</span><br />
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</span></div>Cell Mirandahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14554786713181448822noreply@blogger.com0