tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-81864271649611116892024-03-13T14:12:10.895-03:00Poema vivoEliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.comBlogger137125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-25526307031414571922013-04-21T15:25:00.004-03:002013-04-21T15:25:38.511-03:00Sobre o presente<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">P</span>edaços meus no caminho,</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">como João e Maria.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Pro<span style="font-size: large;">vid<span style="font-size: large;">ência sem efeito,</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">o caminho já desfeito,</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">tal rota eu não refaria.</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Quanto mais marco a trilha,</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">as pegadas do passado,</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">menos enxergo a vinda,</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">quase nada para a frente,</span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">mais <span style="font-size: large;">pareço longe ilha.</span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">In<span style="font-size: large;">constante cá, falha já,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">um oco aqui, um bura<span style="font-size: large;">c</span>o lá,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">passo tremente<span style="font-size: large;">, meio pas<span style="font-size: large;">ma,</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">corpo é matéria e fantasma. </span></span> </span> </span> </span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Visite meus blogues <span style="color: #38761d;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span></span> <span style="font-size: large;">(link) e <span style="color: #38761d;"><b><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Literatura em vida 2</i></span> </b></span>(link<span style="font-size: large;">).</span></span> </span></span> </span></span></span></div>
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Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-75692672372693239052013-03-24T16:00:00.001-03:002013-04-21T15:16:14.750-03:00Tropical I<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais - RJ) </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />Céu plúmbeo,<br />um pintor depressivo.<br />A mim encanta<br />o carregar nas tintas.<br />Sol teimoso,</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">fura a tela,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">amarela.<br />Se o sol canta,<br />se o céu chora, <br />outra aurora. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Novas postagens em <span style="color: #7f6000;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #7f6000;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i></span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span></div>
Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-22303613114955331142013-02-16T16:50:00.001-02:002013-02-16T16:51:46.805-02:00Cronos<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br />O tempo não faz acordos,<br />senhor de nossos destinos, <br />sentado em seu trono e Olimpo.<br />Arrojados a seus pés,<br />nós não passamos por ele,<br />ele, passando por nós:<br />“Não me importa quem tu és.”<br />Não nos ouve,<br />não nos vê,<br />seu olhar no infinito,<br />seu olhar na eternidade.<br />Ao longo de toda idade,<br />seus pés de nuvens e ferro,<br />marca-nos o corpo e o rosto,<br />com seu rosto jovem e eterno.<br />Inconsciente da força,<br />como onda gigantesca,<br />não há rogo que o torça,<br />arrasta o mundo na ida,<br />alheio a tudo que é vida.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Aguardo sua visita em <span style="color: #a64d79;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #a64d79;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i></span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span><br />
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Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-66165269768508147752013-01-20T13:45:00.002-02:002013-01-20T13:53:30.981-02:00Come me non c'e nessuno<br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Eliane F.C.Lima<br /><br />Quero, novamente, <br />Rita Pavone.<br />A alegria adolescente,<br />o som estridente,<br />a dança fremente.<br />Bandeira quer tango.<br />Eu, se tristeza doente,<br />desespero crescente,<br />a alma gemente,<br />destino molambo <br />– insone –,<br />imploro por Rita Pavone.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Visite também <i><span style="color: #38761d;"><b>Conto-gotas</b></span></i> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <i><span style="color: #38761d;"><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></span> </i>(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-34379214345746432002012-12-28T13:07:00.005-02:002012-12-28T13:07:54.449-02:00<div style="text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Reveillon<br /><br />Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais - RJ)<br /><br />Seu pescoço olha o fora<br />e o fundo do mar: areia ou peixe.<br />Sua labuta todo dia,<br />vagabundamente.<br />Que lhe vale o 31 de dezembro?<br />Mais mar que o mar,<br />é onda o seu bamboleio,<br />cariocando.<br />Mareia o sol,<br />afunda aqui, surge alhures.<br />Patamente, não liga à Iemanjá.<br /><br />Ainda há mais postagens em <span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i></span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span></div>
Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-63365485780117259432012-12-01T10:34:00.005-02:002012-12-01T11:04:26.287-02:00Felicidade<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Um travesseiro bom é chinelo velho,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">almofada-mãe, a cadeira trono.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Uma bermuda larga é travesseiro bom,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">é o filme antigo, é livro treslido.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Uma cadeira trono é a cama quente,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">café com fumaça em inverno e avó.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">Você está convidada/convidado a visitar, também, meus blogues <b><i><span style="color: #0b5394;">Conto-gotas</span></i></b> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <b><i><span style="color: #0b5394;">Literatura em vida 2 </span></i></b>(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></div>
Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-86584346547891017132012-11-10T08:53:00.000-02:002012-11-10T09:56:36.433-02:00Permuta ou poema plurissignificativo<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Eliane F.C<span style="font-size: large;">.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais<span style="font-size: large;"> - RJ)</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Olho o morro.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">O morro me olha.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Olhamo-nos.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ele, pessoa, eu, morro.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Assim sei que vivo,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">não morro.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Aguardo sua visita em meus outros blogues <span style="color: #a64d79;"><i><b>Conto-gotas </b></i></span>(<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #a64d79;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2 </b></i></span>(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Atenção: como faço em <i><span style="font-size: large;">Literatura em vida 2</span></i><span style="font-size: large;">,</span><span style="font-size: large;"> me deu umas "c<span style="font-size: large;">ócegas<span style="font-size: large;">" de profes<span style="font-size: large;">sora em explicar <span style="font-size: large;">o "pl<span style="font-size: large;">urissignificativo" do título<span style="font-size: large;">, que se refere, sobremaneira, aos dois últimos versos. Significados:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">1. <span style="font-size: large;">Assim sei que <b>eu</b> vivo e <b>eu</b> não morro (verbo morrer).</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">2. Assim sei que <b>eu </b><span style="font-size: large;">vivo e não <b>sou um </b>morro (como ele).</span> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">3</span>. Assim sei que <span style="font-size: large;"><b>ele é que está</b> vivo</span> e não <b>é</b></span> <b>um</b> morro.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: large;">Mas o texto inteiro <span style="font-size: large;">admite a leitura perso<span style="font-size: large;">nificada desse morro ou uma visão <span style="font-size: large;">inte<span style="font-size: large;">iramente subjetiva e, por isso, adulteradora sobre o morro por parte desse eu poético que <span style="font-size: large;">enuncia.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span> </div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ausculto a voz da velha.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Tão sábia, tão pré-arcaica.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Em mim, desde eu menina,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">desde as cavernas está.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">E me diz a vida,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">o certo no meio do caos,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">o abrigo no surto,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">a calma na aflição.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Sussurra em meus sonhos,</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dormidos ou despertos.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Exprime-se muda, telepática.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Só fala quando quer. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Postagens também em <span style="color: #38761d;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i></span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #38761d;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>). </span></span></div>
Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-32902745129841702962012-10-10T13:44:00.000-03:002012-10-10T13:44:08.771-03:00Poética
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ao pé do Pão-de-açúcar,<br />do mar de domingo,<br />outro lugar, outro tempo.<br />Uma árvore vagabunda,<br />uma vila vagabunda,<br />casas vagabundas.<br />Vagabundo é meu coração:<br />sob esta paisagem global,<br />fareja um lugar medíocre,<br />em um tempo medíocre<br />da infância medíocre.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Há postagem nova em meus blogues <span style="color: blue;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i></span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: blue;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>). </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Domingo será dia <b>02 de setembro</b>, aniversário de meu filho Gabriel. No dia 20-11-2009, saudosa dele, que estava longe, fiz um poema</span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">, que aqui transcrevo, para que ele leia no dia, junto com o resto da homenagem. Parece que, dada a sua importância, o nome do arcanjo da anunciação é pleno de comemorações. </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><b><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Gabriel</span></b><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais)</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">O amor nasceu em setembro.</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Custou a chorar, não havia por quê.</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Gordinho e cheiroso, como Eros,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">veio para os braços, mitológico,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">suas flechas acertadas desde o útero.</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Apaixonada por ele, minha alma,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Psiquê conquistada,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">rendeu-se feliz.</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Anjo da anunciação,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">anunciou-se a si mesmo</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e me fez escrava do senhor,</span><br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">daquele que chegava.</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Do
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Bastos (recomendo a compra), era dedicada ao filho do primeiro, que hoje é músico. Lembro que
esse disco saiu um pouco antes do nascimento de meu Gabriel, em 1978, e
quando ele nasceu (1980), ainda fazia </span><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">muito
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verdade, a música mais conhecida desse disco era "Sol de primavera",
que, coincidentemente, dizia "Quando entrar setembro e a boa nova andar
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dois patos sempre fazem o mar,<br />explosão nas pedras,<br />os morros ao fundo.<br />Seus mergulham e voltam<br />fazem o horizonte,<br />que azula ondas,<br />que azula e nuvens.<br /><br />Dois patos fazem a areia,<br />seu beija-beija a água,<br />seu fofo e seco e conchas.<br />Dois patos somem a paisagem,<br />suas asas-fuga.<br />Levam ao paraíso.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Aguardo sua visita em meus blogues <span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #0b5394;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2 </b></i></span>(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Muitos anos,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">só na cara!;</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">na lata!;</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">na marra!;</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">na raça!</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Hoje? Coroa. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Há postagens novas em meus blogues <span style="color: #741b47;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i></span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: #741b47;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>). </span></span>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-31104237397248920762012-07-20T15:16:00.000-03:002012-07-20T15:16:31.675-03:00Momento<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">
<span style="font-size: large;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais) <br /><br />Torrente de palavras,<br />onda apocalíptica, <br />titânica, volumosa,<br />que avança<br />e invade <br />e engole <br />e consome; <br />azul cinza, <br />que explode,<br />além da praia,<br />além do controle,<br />seu turbilhão de espuma.<br /><br />Torrente de palavras,<br />desde sempre onda,<br />à espera, à espreita,<br />atemporal,<br />em sua latência e fúria:<br />é poesia, quando afoga.<br /><br />Há mais para ler em meus blogues <i style="color: #741b47;"><b>Conto-gotas</b></i> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <i style="color: #741b47;"><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-70428122760674794102012-06-30T17:23:00.004-03:002012-06-30T17:27:30.010-03:00Surpresa<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">na branqueza da areia,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">bicos e penas, suspeitas ao sol.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Aguardo sua visita em </span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><b><i>Literatura em vida 2 </i></b></span><span style="font-size: large;">(<a href="http://http//literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com">link</a>) e </span><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-size: large;"><i><b>Conto-gotas </b></i></span><span style="font-size: large;">(<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-18380848759265702882012-06-16T14:28:00.001-03:002012-06-16T14:28:15.333-03:00Contato<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Fale comigo pelo telefone:</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ligue para onde não estou</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e me encontrará ali.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Escreva para lugar nenhum.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Responderei à sua carta.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Mande um e-mail sem endereço.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Reenvio logo, logo.</span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Aguardo uma palavra,</span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">onde quer que eu não receba. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Visite-me ainda em <span style="color: purple;"><i><b>Literatura em vida 2 </b></i></span>(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <span style="color: purple;"><i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i> </span> <span style="background-color: purple;"></span>(<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-56708044497593315042012-05-27T11:02:00.003-03:002012-05-27T11:02:55.585-03:00Mar<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">o vento, mão de pluma,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">o Sol, ardência de vinho,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">de duas carícias, uma,</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">amansam o que eu sou.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Aguardo sua vista em </span><i style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b><span style="color: #b45f06;">Literatura em vida 2</span> </b></i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e </span><i style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><b>Conto-gotas</b></i><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-25290538789465104582012-05-12T15:29:00.001-03:002012-05-12T15:41:23.406-03:00Variações sobre o tema I - Simbiose<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dentro d'água, o pato é onda:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">plácido, pena, plágio.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Dentro d'água, o pato é peixe:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">marítimo, místico, mar.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Aguardo sua visita em <i style="color: #274e13;"><b>Conto-gotas</b></i> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <i style="color: #274e13;"><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-89593808025231408282012-04-22T15:59:00.003-03:002012-04-22T16:07:26.178-03:00Tártaro<div style="text-align: justify;">
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<span style="font-size: large;">O que será que me saltou aos ombros,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">e me arca a coluna,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">Atlas vencido, </span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">vergastado pelo mundo?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">O que será que me assaltou o dorso,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">me arca a alma,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">o peso do universo,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">férreo, mudo, implacável?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">O que será que me saltou à vida,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">me assaltou a vida,</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;">me assassina a vida?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Há postagens a serem lidas em <i><b>Conto-gotas</b></i> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e <i><b>Literatura em vida 2</b></i> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-32724619483225680002012-04-08T14:17:00.002-03:002012-04-08T14:25:37.798-03:00Ciclo<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais)<br /><br />No colo de minha mãe,<br />sou criança aninhada,<br />embora meus fios brancos,<br />a pele leve enrugada.<br /><br />Enroscada em colo-sonho<br />– minha infância eu componho –,<br />deitada nessa lembrança,<br />vejo a velhice-criança.<br /><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Convido a meus blogues <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Conto-gotas</span> </span>(<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com">link</a>) e <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);">Literatura em vida 2</span> </span>(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com">link</a>).</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span></span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-43974814896443487162012-03-24T16:10:00.001-03:002012-03-24T16:13:22.409-03:00Matura idade<div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais - RJ)<br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: left; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Juventude é pensar: há um futuro,<br />quando tudo acontece,<br />completamente.<br />Pois, no futuro, se vive<br />plenamente.<br />E, jovem, se é feliz,<br />porque há um futuro<br />e o futuro não mente.<br />No futuro se é belo,<br />se é rico, se é magro,<br />se viaja, se ama<br />e se alcança o sucesso,<br />indubitavelmente.<br />O futuro é o sonho<br />e a juventude é o sonho,<br />inconsequente.<br />E o futuro chega.<br />Mas travestido de presente.<br />Empurra a beleza, a riqueza,<br />a magreza, a viagem,<br />o amor, o sucesso<br />para a frente.<br />Velhice é perceber:<br />não há futuro.<br />Simplesmente.<br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Visite, ainda, meus blogues </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Literatura em vida 2</span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com">link</a>) e <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">Conto-gota</span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 153, 0);">s</span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com">link</a>).</span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-70918326109535781662012-03-04T17:22:00.003-03:002012-03-04T17:45:14.298-03:00Estertor<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais - RJ)</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Só preciso de cetim vermelho,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">copo de bebida destilada, </span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">em surdina, um <span style="font-style: italic;">blues</span> gemido.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Uma sandália linda, salto muito alto,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">como pontada no dente,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">um pé sob a cama, </span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">outro sobre a poltrona,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">anéis espalhados por todo o quarto,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">umas argolas, finíssimas, </span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">embrulhadas na meia, </span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">algemas arrancadas.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Preciso de um abajur aceso,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">luz fraca, sem ferir o olhar,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">mas deixar ver</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">sem esforço.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Um cheiro de perfume bom,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">impregnado no lençol de seda,</span><br face="verdana"><span style="font-family:verdana;">na camisola, na renda rara.</span><br face="verdana"><span style="font-family:verdana;">De quem?</span><br face="verdana"><br face="verdana"></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Aguardo sua visita, também, em <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Literatura em vida 2</span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">link</a>) e<span style="font-style: italic;"> <span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Conto-gotas</span></span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">link</a>).</span></span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-74323677618407306922012-02-05T13:46:00.004-02:002012-02-05T14:26:53.456-02:00Para<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais - RJ)</span></span><br style="font-family:verdana;"></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Dentro de um útero-terra,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">se esconde um feto-semente:</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">perdido em oco e negro,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">achado em verde porvir.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Seu silêncio e segredo</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">guardam uma revelação:</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">o que romperá um ventre,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">o que surgirá no entre.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Dentro da terra-barriga,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">um ovo só, sua intriga,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">fabula, fértil, um enredo. </span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Futuro tempo descerra</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">o que hoje é velação.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Surpresa? Quem lê a terra,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">exegese de um crente:</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">ainda há de intuir</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">um vegetar conto-ação.<br /><br />Espero sua visita, também, em <span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);">Conto-gotas</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span>(<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com/">aqui</a>) e </span></span><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Literatura em vida 2</span></span></span> <span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">(<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com/">aqui</a>).</span></span><br face="verdana"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br style="font-family: verdana;"></span>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-7208631979795799762012-01-21T17:12:00.002-02:002012-01-21T17:17:18.601-02:00A urgência do amor<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Eliane F.C.Lima (Registrado no Escritório de Direitos Autorais)</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Poemas de amor,</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">hoje, me surpreendem.</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Palavras em língua estrangeira</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">os poemas de amor.</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Entradas para um espetáculo passado,</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">os tais poemas de amor.</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">E um leve sorriso</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">– escárnio – </span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">me aflora aos lábios,</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">ao ver o empenho</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">dos poemas de amor.</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Páginas do calendário de 1810</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">são e serão, sempre,</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">os poemas de amor.</span><br style="font-family: verdana;"></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Contos meus em <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Conto-gotas</span> (<a href="http://conto-gotas.blogspot.com">aqui</a>) e muita literatura em <span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">Literatura em vida 2</span> (<a href="http://literaturaemvida2.blogspot.com">aqui</a>).<br /></span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186427164961111689.post-3971439207575184612012-01-01T14:43:00.005-02:002012-01-01T15:00:02.784-02:00Pequenos poemas para um grande ano<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Todos os poemas abaixo estão registrados </span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">no Escritório de Direitos Autorias - RJ.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br /></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fundamental</span></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Eliane F.C.Lima </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Da vida, a coisa boa:</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">café fumegante,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">janela e horizonte,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">o olho à toa,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">vagando ausente,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">entre passado e presente.</span></span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >Fugacidade </span><br /><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Eliane F.C.Lima </span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">A força da rosa é fraca</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">e nisso está sua beleza:</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">perde o belo no eterno,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">ganha em sua incerteza. </span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >Sobrenatural</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Eliane F.C.Lima</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Lua redonda e branca.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Pelos olhos,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">célere,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">entrou-me na célula.</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Pelos eriçados,</span><br style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">sentei-me a uivar. </span><br /></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"></span><div style="text-align: right;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >Sobrevivendo</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Eliane F.C.Lima </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">A vida se perde</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">e logo a tristeza se acha:</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">coração se encaixa. </span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;" >Verão</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br style="font-weight: bold;" face="verdana"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Eliane F.C.Lima</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Lago frio e verde.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">Noite, a vaidosa lua</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br face="verdana"></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;">mira a si tão nua.</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span></div></div><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></span></div>Eliane F.C.Limahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05562003775645498773noreply@blogger.com6