tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-188399142011-11-27T21:19:43.040-03:00CORES, TEXTÍCULOS, IMAGENS...POESIA. "UM PASSO À FRENTE E VOCÊ NÃO ESTÁ MAIS NO MESMO LUGAR."CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.comBlogger6361100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-59514949340535812032011-06-27T02:25:00.002-03:002011-06-27T03:13:52.188-03:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>"NÃO É POSSÍVEL ESTAR DENTRO DA CIVILIZAÇÃO E FORA DA ARTE." </b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" ><b>Rui Barbosa.</b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-family: Verdana, Arial; font-size: 14px; font-style: italic; ">ng </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5951494934053581203?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-61926655583808512042011-03-26T04:27:00.011-03:002011-03-26T07:28:24.709-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7xcH6Eq1mpE/TY2llU3vf8I/AAAAAAAADdY/0FOpGNQDUuo/s1600/4401271909_0035889aa2.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial; ">Com Tito Lívio, amigo de longas datas.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuEiFsS0fj4/TY2jP3iTqGI/AAAAAAAADcw/gKpErwRrHTk/s1600/lula-cortes.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; ">MORRE O MÚSICO PERNAMBUCANO LULA CÔRTES. ELE VINHA LUTANDO CONTRA UM CÂNCER E FALECEU NESTA MADRUGADA DE 26/03/2011.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><a href="http://ne10.uol.com.br/canal/cultura/noticia/2011/03/26/morre-o-musico-pernambucano-lula-cortes-263154.php">http://ne10.uol.com.br/canal/cultura/noticia/2011/03/26/morre-o-mus</a></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><div style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, serif; "><a href="http://ne10.uol.com.br/canal/cultura/noticia/2011/03/26/morre-o-musico-pernambucano-lula-cortes-263154.php">ico-pernambucano-lula-cortes-263154.php</a></span></div></span><div><div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; ">QUE TRISTE!</span></div></div></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 20px; "><span style="font-size: large; ">Tenho orgulho de ter conhecido um ser humano sem igual no senso de humor e no teimoso otimismo, mesmo diante dos percalços </span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; font-size: large; ">que a vida insistia em trazer pra ele.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span">Meus olhos estão rasos d'água pela sua ida.<br /></span><span style="font-size: large; ">Descanse em paz Lula.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span></span><span class="Apple-style-span">Fique com Deus.<br /></span><span style="font-size: large; ">Foi muito bom ter convivido com um artista de coração enorme, cuja simplicidade nos deixava tão à vontade para brincar, interagir com ele na música: ele tocava o seu tricórdio (que ele dizia parecer um rapa-côco... sim, ele tinha um espírito brilhante e sem arrogância, como que desdenhando do seu enorme talento! UM BRINCALHÃO! Um cantor, compositor, artista-plástico sem igual! um Gênio!) juntos os os mais diversificados músicos muito à vontade, assim como eu me senti tocando meu pandeiro em algumas oportunidades em comemorações de aniversários de amigos em comum e no dele próprio, quando ainda morava na sua querida casa de praia em Candeias ( Jaboatão-PE, e o último nesta casa... ).</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span style="font-size: large; ">As saudades que deixas não têm tamanho.</span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span><b>Você estará sempre no meu coração.</b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px; "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></span></span></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6192665558380851204?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-15630343632021817952011-02-17T15:05:00.006-03:002011-03-18T08:48:38.142-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pF-Eh4CDyZ4/TV1jfnJYc8I/AAAAAAAADaw/iv7f7LnBuYY/s1600/capa.gif"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 388px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pF-Eh4CDyZ4/TV1jfnJYc8I/AAAAAAAADaw/iv7f7LnBuYY/s400/capa.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574721308489970626" /></a><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><a href="http://pe360graus.globo.com/diversao/diversao/carnaval/2011/02/15/NWS,529219,2,384,DIVERSAO,884-CONFIRA-PROGRAMACAO-MUSICAL-PRE-AMP-2011.aspx">http://pe360graus.globo.com/diversao/diversao/carnaval/2011/02/15/NWS,529219,2,384,DIVERSAO,884-CONFIRA-PROGRAMACAO-MUSICAL-PRE-AMP-2011.aspx</a> </span></b><div><b><br /></b></div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/cabelodeserpente">http://www.youtube.com/user/cabelodeserpente</a><br /></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 15px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; "><b>Fase Eliminatória do PreAmp 2011.</b></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; "><b><br /></b></span></span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; line-height: normal; ">N</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; ">ÓS TOCAREMOS NA SEXTA, 18 DE FEVEREIRO, NO PÁTIO DE SÃO PEDRO DE SÃO PEDRO. oS SHOWS COMEÇAM AS 19:00hS, MAS TOCAREMOS POR VOLTA DAS 20:00hs! </span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 15px; "><b>BORA!</b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-size: 11px; line-height: 15px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1563034363202181795?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-65824974537332806232010-09-18T15:43:00.001-03:002010-09-18T15:47:12.065-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/TJUInqgrDsI/AAAAAAAADZI/Cm7hmx-S3UI/s1600/DSC02184.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 287px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/TJUInqgrDsI/AAAAAAAADZI/Cm7hmx-S3UI/s400/DSC02184.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518326395931659970" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" >Vigia noturno.</span></div><div><br /></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" >ARTE EM TODA PARTE.</span></span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6582497453733280623?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-28060177136973272592010-09-01T20:34:00.001-03:002010-09-01T20:42:20.526-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/TH7kVCfsGxI/AAAAAAAADY4/N5Pc49AHsw4/s1600/DSC01693.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/TH7kVCfsGxI/AAAAAAAADY4/N5Pc49AHsw4/s400/DSC01693.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512094044046236434" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2806017713697327259?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-45931264774382149802010-09-01T20:26:00.000-03:002010-09-01T20:28:32.313-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/TH7hjWVn6FI/AAAAAAAADYw/NbA9KwtabO0/s1600/luluca+148.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/TH7hjWVn6FI/AAAAAAAADYw/NbA9KwtabO0/s400/luluca+148.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512090991356012626" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4593126477438214980?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-81401405482161298602010-03-12T06:08:00.000-03:002010-03-12T06:09:15.128-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; "><span class="UIStory_Message"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">80 ção! 20 ver!</span></span></span></span></h3></span><span><span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8140140548216129860?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-25827769554827332952010-02-25T20:59:00.002-03:002010-02-25T21:02:43.938-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/S4cPNgTuefI/AAAAAAAADXQ/bGjhV7eNygA/s1600-h/me+de+a+mao.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 340px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/S4cPNgTuefI/AAAAAAAADXQ/bGjhV7eNygA/s400/me+de+a+mao.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442335399385922034" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; font-size: medium; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 15px; "><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms'; color: rgb(255, 204, 0); line-height: 15px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;">Me dê a mão, vamos sair pra ver o sol...</span></b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2582776955482733295?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-74605707180142920592010-02-18T19:58:00.004-03:002010-02-21T16:58:33.688-03:00<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">A terra é insultada e oferece suas flores como resposta. </span></b></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">(Rabindranath Tagore)</span></span></b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7460570718014292059?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-53075695727135931622010-02-06T18:22:00.003-03:002010-02-06T18:39:30.697-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/S23dwsLyT5I/AAAAAAAADWo/JW2X3fp2FFE/s1600-h/camisa+listrada.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/S23dwsLyT5I/AAAAAAAADWo/JW2X3fp2FFE/s400/camisa+listrada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435244153870110610" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Camisa Listrada</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;">Assis Valente</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><br /></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Vestiu uma camisa listrada e saiu por aí </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Em vez de tomar chá com torrada ele bebeu parati </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Levava um canivete no cinto e um pandeiro na mão </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">E sorria quando o povo dizia: sossega leão, sossega leão</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Tirou o anel de doutor para não dar o que falar</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">E saiu dizendo eu quero mamar </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Mamãe eu quero mamar, mamãe eu quero mamar</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Levava um canivete no cinto e um pandeiro na mão </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">E sorria quando o povo dizia: sossega leão, sossega leão</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Levou meu saco de água quente pra fazer chupeta </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Rompeu minha cortina de veludo pra fazer uma saia </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Abriu o guarda-roupa e arrancou minha combinação </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">E até do cabo de vassoura ele fez um estandarte </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Para seu cordão</span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Agora a batucada já vai começando não deixo e não consinto </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">O meu querido debochar de mim </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Porque ele pega as minhas coisas vai dar o que falar </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Se fantasia de Antonieta e vai dançar no Bola Preta </span></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CCCCCC;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Até o sol raiar</span></span></b></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5307569572713593162?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-44864359046775040442010-02-06T00:37:00.003-03:002010-02-06T00:50:58.991-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/S2zm0y-pcSI/AAAAAAAADWg/YP_jnSDKUWo/s1600-h/dali.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/S2zm0y-pcSI/AAAAAAAADWg/YP_jnSDKUWo/s400/dali.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434972645041467682" /></a><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda Viva</span></span></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Composição: Chico Buarque</span></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Tem dias que a gente se sente</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Como quem partiu ou morreu</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A gente estancou de repente</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Ou foi o mundo então que cresceu...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A gente quer ter voz ativa</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">No nosso destino mandar</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Mas eis que chega a roda viva</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">E carrega o destino prá lá ...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda mundo, roda gigante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda moinho, roda pião</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">O tempo rodou num instante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Nas voltas do meu coração...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A gente vai contra a corrente</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Até não poder resistir</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Na volta do barco é que sente</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">O quanto deixou de cumprir</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Faz tempo que a gente cultiva</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A mais linda roseira que há</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Mas eis que chega a roda viva</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">E carrega a roseira prá lá...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda mundo, roda gigante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda moinho, roda pião</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">O tempo rodou num instante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Nas voltas do meu coração...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A roda da saia mulata</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Não quer mais rodar não senhor</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Não posso fazer serenata</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A roda de samba acabou...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">A gente toma a iniciativa</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Viola na rua a cantar</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Mas eis que chega a roda viva</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">E carrega a viola prá lá...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda mundo, roda gigante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda moinho, roda pião</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">O tempo rodou num instante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Nas voltas do meu coração...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">O samba, a viola, a roseira</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Que um dia a fogueira queimou</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Foi tudo ilusão passageira</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Que a brisa primeira levou...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">No peito a saudade cativa</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Faz força pro tempo parar</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Mas eis que chega a roda viva</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">E carrega a saudade prá lá ...</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda mundo, roda gigante</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Roda moinho, roda pião</span></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">O tempo rodou num instante</span></span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4486435904677504044?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-13675086380264983432009-12-08T04:46:00.011-03:002009-12-08T05:04:02.268-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sx4HvG3T30I/AAAAAAAADWA/mykCXmRUdOk/s1600-h/15336_1168346977681_1498147513_30421452_6415736_n.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sx4HvG3T30I/AAAAAAAADWA/mykCXmRUdOk/s400/15336_1168346977681_1498147513_30421452_6415736_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412772308023762754" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"Quando você olhar pra algum corpo </span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Que não seja perfeito</span></b></div><div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Olhe direito</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Pois cada olhar tem o seu defeito".</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Fernando Catatau (Cidadão Instigado)</span></span><br /></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:11px;"><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{&quot;type&quot;:&quot;msg&quot;}" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; font-weight: normal; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; font-size:13px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:130%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:16px;"><br /></span></span></h3><div><br /></div></span></span></h3></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1367508638026498343?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-68004435238236157942009-11-21T14:16:00.002-03:002009-11-21T14:20:47.409-03:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:trebuchet, verdana;font-size:11px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: -webkit-xxx-large; font-weight: normal; "><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; ">Funk como le gusta</span></b></div><div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; ">Entrando na sua</span></b></div></span></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium; font-weight: bold; ">Vejam como é deliciosa esta sensação de paz</span></div><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br />(Paz... Paz...)<br /><br />Agora escutem:<br />Relaxem o corpo<br />Descontraiam-se totalmente<br /><br />Calmamente vamos nos condicionando para uma proveitosa prática<br />E pensem que estão absorvendo paz, alegria, serenidade e pureza junto com o oxigênio inspirado.<br />Retenham o ar e imaginem que o oxigênio absorvido está passando para o sangue.<br /><br />Para promovermos a desintoxicação geral<br />De todas as células do nosso organismo,<br />Para regularizarmos as funções de todos os órgãos de nosso corpo<br />E, principalmente, para re-equilibrarmos<br />De maneira completa e definitiva o nosso sistema nervoso<br /><br />Essa deliciosa sensação que vocês agora estão sentindo,<br />Alegria, ternura, serenidade, otimismo, euforia...<br />E, às vezes, um delicioso sono...<br />Durmam se tiverem vontade!<br /><br />Deliciosos estados da alma [?]<br />Sublimes estados íntimos de paz, alegria<br /><br />Agora escutem...</span></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6800443523823615794?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-86432482372510599942009-11-20T12:56:00.007-03:002009-11-20T13:00:14.724-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Swa8myEXfDI/AAAAAAAADUs/FBt1sYNv8jI/s1600/OgAAAPzqhDbRvZ3U0pVe4AVFOqxpZPBzZRMDz4_7-wbREuSxe37f7PKKWbsNUXJzuCzEiX8PuOyRr4hvacX34EuTZ-8Am1T1UJHrgXBt98gzftFcCCwuMDS8cyiI.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; 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</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Transnudando cores, </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">o fôlego contínuo da existência </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">como o deserto que dorme no fundo de um oceano </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">o arame que insiste no poema estanque </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">...a violência da delicadeza</span> </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>do Nós, Por exemplo, Belo horizonte, Minas gerais.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2340289885994450685?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-7165571586845332422009-10-14T03:48:00.002-03:002009-10-14T03:52:09.788-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">As Música Que Os Loucos Ouvem</span><br /></strong></span><a id="identificador_artista" href="http://www.blogger.com/mundo-livre/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Mundo Livre S/A</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>This is not the music</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>This is not<br />Essa não é a musica</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que os arcebispos ouvem</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando estão fornicando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Esta não é a música </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que as enfermeiras ouvem</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando estão matando<br />Qual será esta música?</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quem ouvem esta música?</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pra que serve esta música?<br />Esta não é a música</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que os jornalistas ouvem</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando estão mentindo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Esta não é a música</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que os suicidas ouvem</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando estão caindo<br />(Laing, Chessman... farão</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>música pop</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Warhol, Kubrick ... farão</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>vídeo clips</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Sandino, Marcos... milhões de heróis se acotovelam em nossas</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>telas e nós os velamos em nossassalas chupando balas)</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-716557158684533242?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-48194667490178045242009-08-26T22:29:00.001-03:002009-08-26T22:36:50.038-03:00<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">A Galinha</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Ferreira Gullar</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Morta</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> Flutua no chão</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> galinha.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">Não teve mar, nem</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">quis, nem compreendeu aquele ciscar quase feroz. Cis- </span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;">cava. olhava o muro. Aceitava-o negro e absurdo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> Nada perdeu. O quintal </span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> não tinha </span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> qualquer beleza. </span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> Agora</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> as penas são só o que o vento roça,leves.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> Apagou-se-lhe toda cintilação, o medo.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> Morta.Evola-se do olho seco</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> O sono. Ela dorme.</span><br /><span style="font-family: courier new; font-weight: bold;"> Onde? Onde?</span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4819466749017804524?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-10810296187086958602009-07-19T01:47:00.001-03:002009-07-19T01:50:09.478-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>Qual seria a sua idade se você não soubesse quantos anos você tem?</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Confúcio</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1081029618708695860?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-67673220281458484892009-06-26T01:11:00.003-03:002009-06-26T01:23:44.683-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SkRMwxkk_jI/AAAAAAAADT0/LdclNEFMHWg/s1600-h/cort.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SkRMwxkk_jI/AAAAAAAADT0/LdclNEFMHWg/s400/cort.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351486658047180338" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Tahoma;font-size:12px;"><h3 face="Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif" size="12px" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "><br /></h3><h3 face="Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif" size="12px" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; "><br /></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; 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color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif; "><br /></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif; "><br /></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif; "><br /></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif; "><br /></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; font-weight: bold; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">Futuros Amantes</span></span></h3><h3 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 15px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 10px; font-size: 12px; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, Kalimati, sans-serif; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;">(Chico Buarque)</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFFFFF;"><br /></span><div id="autor" style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic; "><br /></div></h3><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 10px; line-height: 18px; ">Não se afobe, não<br />Que nada é pra já<br />O amor não tem pressa<br />Ele pode esperar em silêncio<br />Num fundo de armário<br />Na posta-restante<br />Milênios, milênios<br />No ar<br /><br />E quem sabe, então<br />O Rio será<br />Alguma cidade submersa<br />Os escafandristas virão<br />Explorar sua casa<br />Seu quarto, suas coisas<br />Sua alma, desvãos<br /><br />Sábios em vão<br />Tentarão decifrar<br />O eco de antigas palavras<br />Fragmentos de cartas, poemas<br />Mentiras, retratos<br />Vestígios de estranha civilização<br /><br />Não se afobe, não<br />Que nada é pra já<br />Amores serão sempre amáveis<br />Futuros amantes, quiçá<br />Se amarão sem saber<br />Com o amor que eu um dia<br />Deixei pra você </p></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6767322028145848489?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-67655277391879282732009-06-16T19:28:00.007-03:002009-06-16T20:11:57.747-03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SjghPw491oI/AAAAAAAADTk/35Ux-WG1-OQ/s1600-h/202px-Penaescrita043.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 195px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SjghPw491oI/AAAAAAAADTk/35Ux-WG1-OQ/s400/202px-Penaescrita043.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348061112208053890" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:Verdana;font-size:11px;"><h2 size="16pt" style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; font-style: italic; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; font-style: italic; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; font-style: italic; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; font-style: italic; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; font-size: 16pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; font-style: italic; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; height: auto; "><br /></h2><h2 style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 2px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-transform: lowercase; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); letter-spacing: -1.2pt; height: auto; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-transform: none; color: rgb(0, 128, 0); font-family:arial;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">wikimedia.org/</span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><wbr>wikipedia/commo</span></i></span></span></h2><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: normal;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-size:11px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:11px;"><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:180%;color:#CC6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:18px;"><br /></span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;">Tempo Rei</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Gilberto gil</span></div><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Não me iludo</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tudo permanecerá</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Do jeito que tem sido</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Transcorrendo</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Transformando</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tempo e espaço navegando</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Todos os sentidos...</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Pães de Açúcar</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Corcovados</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Fustigados pela chuva</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">E pelo eterno vento...</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Água mole Pedra dura</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tanto bate</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Que não restará</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Nem pensamento...</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Tempo Rei! Oh Tempo Rei! Oh Tempo Rei!</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Transformai</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">As velhas formas do viver</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Ensinai-me Oh Pai!</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">O que eu, ainda não sei</span></span></span></b></p><p style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; line-height: 16px; "><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); "><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Mãe Senhora do Perpétuo Socorreeeeeeeei!...</span></span></span></b></p><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:130%;color:#CC6600;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px;font-size:16px;"><b><br /></b></span></span></div></span></div></span></div></span></div></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6765527739187928273?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-11244443793546998532009-05-01T22:41:00.005-03:002009-05-01T23:24:32.532-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SfumTcyuEsI/AAAAAAAADTQ/_5LncUZb0yI/s1600-h/CH%C3%83O.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331037436999766722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SfumTcyuEsI/AAAAAAAADTQ/_5LncUZb0yI/s400/CH%C3%83O.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Foto: Luluca Guerra</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cccccc;"></span></strong><br /><span style="color:#990000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>Muito, muito mais ...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>...que sonhamos.</strong></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">E como diz o poeta Manuca almeida, "sonhos não dormem".</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1124444379354699853?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-86400771505805424082009-05-01T22:05:00.008-03:002009-05-01T23:29:23.653-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SfuiG7TyHSI/AAAAAAAADTI/kje8g2-_PdU/s1600-h/luluca+fotos+192.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331032823806696738" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 279px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SfuiG7TyHSI/AAAAAAAADTI/kje8g2-_PdU/s400/luluca+fotos+192.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span><span style="color:#ffcc33;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"><strong></strong></span></span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc33;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"><strong></strong></span></span></span><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff9900;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff9900;">Move!</span><br /></span></span></strong><span style="color:#ffcc33;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cccccc;"><strong>Foto: luluca Guerra.</strong></span><br /></span></span><span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffcc00;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">Ora ie ie Oxum!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>ELA É FLOR DE MAIO! (2x)</strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>SE A MINHA MÃE</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>É LINDA FLOR DE MAIO</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong>ARERÊ!</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;">É FLOR DE MAIO!</span> </strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Porque não há data precisa para homenagear e agradecer...</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8640077150580542408?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-12008869968562699822009-05-01T00:46:00.004-03:002009-05-01T00:57:23.988-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SfpyhtbV0pI/AAAAAAAADS4/1ycgZ_zErlg/s1600-h/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+321.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330699032401924754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SfpyhtbV0pI/AAAAAAAADS4/1ycgZ_zErlg/s400/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+321.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Considerações sobre o Sono</span></strong><br />Antônio Maria</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br /><strong>A pessoa que dorme está inteiramente só. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Quando o homem dorme, o seu rosto se desmarca de todas as tramas e de todos os desgostos. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Nada enternece mais uma mulher que o rosto do amante, dormindo. *** Ela se debruça sobre a face do amado e descobre que eram simples palavras todas as valentias que ele lhe vinha dizendo ou dando a entender. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** É quando a gente se parece menos com os mortos... é quando se está dormindo. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Quanto mais pobre mais comovente o ser humano que dorme. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** No sono, a imobilidade das pessoas boas e confiantes é sempre desarrumada. *** Gente má dorme em posição de sentido. ***Cada travesseiro tem um lugar e uma importância definidos na vigência do sono. *** Não há nenhum abandono casual, nas pernas, nos braços ou na cabeça de quem dorme, porque o corpo realiza, desde que haja espaço, sua única posição realmente confortável. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Experimente descobrir na mulher que dorme a seu lado, um ser infinitamente decente, muito além de sua capacidade de fazer-lhe uma razoável justiça. *** Quanta luz nos corpos despidos das mulheres claras! *** Seria uma demasia de requinte ou de louvação, fazê-las dormir sobre lençóis negros? </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** A mais leve carícia de sua mão sobre o corpo da amada que dorme poderá quebrar a solidão do sono e a tranqüilidade da carne já não seria completa (contente-se em enternecer-se, sem tocá-la). *** Se for preciso despertá-la, que seja com ruídos aparentemente casuais. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Ah, que intensos ciúmes, no passado e no futuro, sobre a nudez da amada que dorme! Só você a viu, só você a verá assim tão bela! </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Nas mulheres que dormem vestidas há sempre, por menor que seja, um sentimento de desconfiança. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** A amada tem sob os cílios a sombra suave das nuvens. *** Seu sossego é o de quem vai ser flor, após o último vício e a última esperança. </strong><br /><br /><br /><strong>*** Um homem e uma mulher jamais deveriam dormir ao mesmo tempo, embora invariavelmente juntos, para que não perdessem, um no outro, o primeiro carinho de que desperta. *** Mas, já que é isso impossível, que ao menos chova, a noite inteira, sobre os telhados dos amantes.<br /></strong><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Rio, 17/1/1956<br />Texto extraído do livro "O Jornal de Antônio Maria", Editora Saga - Rio de Janeiro, 1968, pág. 42.</span></span><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1200886996856269982?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-29095412035212399682009-04-28T14:17:00.002-03:002009-04-28T14:32:24.846-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sfc8Pq3owmI/AAAAAAAADSY/N3fBKdyvbYk/s1600-h/100_4519a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329794923919622754" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sfc8Pq3owmI/AAAAAAAADSY/N3fBKdyvbYk/s400/100_4519a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffcc99;"><strong>NÃO É MOLE NÃO!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2909541203521239968?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-6155645253448601692009-04-28T14:08:00.000-03:002009-04-28T14:16:06.521-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sfc5tQ8-iZI/AAAAAAAADSQ/MkgrMqpwjrk/s1600-h/100_4491.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329792133823891858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sfc5tQ8-iZI/AAAAAAAADSQ/MkgrMqpwjrk/s400/100_4491.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-615564525344860169?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-42244813574765383842009-04-28T14:04:00.002-03:002009-04-28T15:00:10.405-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sfc3kOfIg6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7CzIFmNtiss/s1600-h/P1260420a.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329789779519767458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 338px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sfc3kOfIg6I/AAAAAAAADSI/7CzIFmNtiss/s400/P1260420a.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Vida Bandida</span><br />Lobão na versão envenenada do funk'n lata<br /><br />Chu..tou</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>A cara do cara caído, traiu</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Traiu seu melhor, seu melhor amigo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Bateu , corrente , soco inglês e canivete</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>E o jornal não para de mandar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Elogios na primeira página</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Sangue, porrada com funk’n lata!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Sangue, porrada com funk'n lata!<br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida, vida, vidavida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! Vida, vida, vida vida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! Vida, vida, vida vida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida!<br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>É preciso viver malandro </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>assim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Não dá pra se segurar, não</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>a cana tá brava</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>E a vida tá dura</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Mas um tiro só não vai me derrubar!</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>É preciso viver malandro</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>assim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Não dá pra se segurar, não</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>a cana tá bravaE a vida tá dura</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Mas um tiro sá não vai me derrubar!</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida, vida, vidavida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! Vida, vida, vida vida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! Vida, vida, vida vida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida!<br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Correr, com lágrimas</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>com lágrimas</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Com lágrima nos olhos</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Não é definitivamente pra qualquer um</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Mas o riso corre fácil</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Quando a grana corre solta</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida, vida, vida vida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida, vida, vida vida bandida<br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>É preciso ver o sorriso da mina</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Pra subida da </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>é só, é só, é sóde brincadeira</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Ainda não inventaram</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Dinheiro</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Que eu não pudesse ganhar<br />ainda não inventaram</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Dinheiro</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Que eu não pudesse ganhar</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida, vida, vidavida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! Vida, vida, vida vida bandida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Vida! Vida, vida, vida vida bandida!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4224481357476538384?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-54690177183090917792009-04-28T13:35:00.002-03:002009-04-28T13:59:13.749-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Preciso Me Encontrar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Cartola</span><br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deixe-me ir</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Preciso andar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Vou por aí a procurar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Rir prá não chorar...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quero assistir ao sol nascer</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ver as águas dos rios correr</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ouvir os pássaros cantar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Eu quero nascer, quero viver...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deixe-me ir</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Preciso andar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Vou por aí a procurar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Rir prá não chorar...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Se alguém por mim perguntar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Diga que eu só vou voltar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando eu me encontrar...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quero assistir ao sol nascer</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ver as águas dos rios correr</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ouvir os pássaros cantar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Eu quero nascer, quero viver...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deixe-me ir</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Preciso andar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Vou por aí a procurar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Rir prá não chorar...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Se alguém por mim perguntar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Diga que eu só vou voltar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando eu me encontrar.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Depois que eu me encontrar...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5469017718309091779?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-41161592526956318932009-04-06T07:43:00.003-03:002009-04-06T08:05:32.600-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sdnf7nyBuAI/AAAAAAAADRI/HJ5dqb3NaKA/s1600-h/exu1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321530650099038210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sdnf7nyBuAI/AAAAAAAADRI/HJ5dqb3NaKA/s400/exu1.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Estava na encruza curiando</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>quando a banda lhe chamou</strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>Exu no terreiro é rei</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>na encruza ele é doutor.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Segunda.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4116159252695631893?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-82339019693845327382009-04-06T07:24:00.002-03:002009-04-06T07:31:05.448-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O Tempo</span></strong><br />(Reginaldo Bessa)<br /><br />O tempo não é , minha amiga aquilo que você pensou.<br />As festas, as fotos antigas as coisas que você guardou.<br />Os trastes, os móveis, as tranças, os vinhos, os velhos cristais.<br />As doces canções de criança, lembranças , lembranças demais. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />O tempo não pára no porto, não apita na curva, não espera ninguém.<br />Você vem deitar no meu ombro querendo de novo ficar.<br />Eu olho e até me assombro como pode esse tempo passar.<br />O tempo é areia que escapa até entre os dedos do amor.<br />Depois é o vazio , é o nada, é areia que o vento levou.<br /><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O tempo não pára no porto, não apita na curva, não espera ninguém </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O medo correndo nas veias deixou tanta vida pra trás<br />E a gente ficou de mãos cheias com coisas que não valem mais<br />E fica um gosto de usado naquilo que nem se provou<br />A gente dormiu acordado e o tempo depressa passou</span></strong><br /><br />O tempo não pára no porto, não apita na curva, não espera ninguém.<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8233901969384532738?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-6342691596938143242009-03-30T09:53:00.000-03:002009-03-30T09:54:56.820-03:00<strong>Mais 1 vacilo e... <br />JAZ. <br />JAZZ <br />Mudo</strong>.<div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-634269159693814324?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-46889249823906713012009-03-29T06:34:00.000-03:002009-03-29T06:35:59.315-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sc9AzOXJg_I/AAAAAAAADRA/jSm-c2msnSE/s1600-h/numundo1.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 84px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/Sc9AzOXJg_I/AAAAAAAADRA/jSm-c2msnSE/s400/numundo1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318540933720540146" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />O mundo é uma tragédia para os sentimentais e uma comédia para os intelectuais.</<div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4688924982390671301?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-89598188485966517352009-03-24T05:35:00.003-03:002009-03-24T05:50:47.069-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/ScibddZ6qxI/AAAAAAAADQc/8v2_7vIbigE/s1600-h/FotoSketcher+-+terra.bmp.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 393px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/ScibddZ6qxI/AAAAAAAADQc/8v2_7vIbigE/s400/FotoSketcher+-+terra.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316670290522712850" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Alterei a imagem encontrada nem lembro mais aonde..se alguém souber, refresque a minha memória...IMAGENS,SONS,CHEIROS,CORES RECICLANDO-SE NU MUNDO...apenas.<div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8959818848596651735?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-64245253964269369902009-03-21T23:41:00.005-03:002009-03-22T00:06:56.893-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/ScWoda9wcKI/AAAAAAAADPI/h1TUFiavg2c/s1600-h/100_4844.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315840158588760226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/ScWoda9wcKI/AAAAAAAADPI/h1TUFiavg2c/s400/100_4844.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A foto acima é um fragmento da realidade. Fica na porta da percepção. kkkkkkkkkk mas existe. É fato.</span> até registro fotográfico, tem, vejam só!<br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">"Joga-me a sorte sobre o manto impuro de minha existência</span>", </strong><span style="font-size:85%;">João Rogério filho pelo Orkut. Presente de sábado.</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6424525396426936990?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-18485358434280372402009-03-19T01:48:00.002-03:002009-03-19T02:11:00.495-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Vampiro </span></strong><br />Caetano Veloso <span style="font-size:85%;">canta, mas não sei se é dele...não sei nada ainda do que preciso saber.</span></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu uso óculos escuros pras minhas lágrimas esconder</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E quando você vem para o meu lado, ai, as lágrimas começam a correr</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E eu sinto aquela coisa no meu peito</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu sinto aquela grande confusão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu sei que eu sou um vampiro que nunca vai ter paz no coração</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Às vezes eu fico pensando porque é que eu faço as coisas assim</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E a noite de verão ela vai passando, com aquele seu cheiro louco de jasmim</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E eu fico embriagado de você</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu fico embriagado de paixão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No meu corpo o sangue não corre, não, corre fogo e lava de vulcão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu fiz uma canação cantando todo o amor que eu sinto por você</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você ficava escutando impassível e eu cantando do teu lado a morrer</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E ainda teve a cara de pau</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De dizer naquele tom tão educado</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Oh! pero que letra más hermosa, que habla de un corazón apasionado"</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por isso é que eu sou um vampiro e com meu cavalo negro eu apronto</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E vou sugando o sangue dos meninos e das meninas que eu encontro</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por isso é bom não se aproximar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Muito perto dos meus olhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Senão eu te dou uma mordida que deixa na sua carne aquela ferida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Na minha boca eu sinto a saliva que já secou</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De tanto esperar aquele beijo, ai, aquele beijo que nunca chegou</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você é uma loucura em minha vida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você é uma navalha para os meus olhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você é o estandarte da agonia que tem a lua e o sol do meio-dia</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu uso óculos escuros pras minhas lágrimas esconder</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E quando você vem para o meu lado, ai, as lágrimas começam a correr</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E eu sinto aquela coisa no meu peito</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu sinto aquela grande confusão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu sei que eu sou um vampiro que nunca vai ter paz no coração</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Às vezes eu fico pensando porque é que eu faço as coisas assim</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E a noite de verão ela vai passando, com aquele seu cheiro louco de jasmim</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E eu fico embriagado de você</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu fico embriagado de paixão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No meu corpo o sangue não corre, não, corre fogo e lava de vulcão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu fiz uma canação cantando todo o amor que eu sinto por você</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você ficava escutando impassível e eu cantando do teu lado a morrer</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E ainda teve a cara de pau</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De dizer naquele tom tão educado"Oh! pero que letra más hermosa, que habla de un corazón apasionado"</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por isso é que eu sou um vampiro e com meu cavalo negro eu apronto</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E vou sugando o sangue dos meninos e das meninas que eu encontro</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por isso é bom não se aproximar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Muito perto dos meus olhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Senão eu te dou uma mordida que deixa na sua carne aquela ferida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Na minha boca eu sinto a saliva que já secou</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De tanto esperar aquele beijo, ai, aquele beijo que nunca chegou</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você é uma loucura em minha vida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você é uma navalha para os meus olhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Você é o estandarte da agonia que tem a lua e o sol do meio-dia.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">EN PASSANT.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>En passant<br />Origem: Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre.<br />Ir para: </strong></span><a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/En_passant#column-one"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>navegação</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>, </strong></span><a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/En_passant#searchInput"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>pesquisa</strong></span></a><strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">A captura en passant (do </span></strong><a title="Língua francesa" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/L%C3%ADngua_francesa"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>francês</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>, na passagem) é uma captura especial de </strong></span><a title="Peão" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pe%C3%A3o"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>peões</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong> no jogo de </strong></span><a title="Xadrez" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Xadrez"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>xadrez</strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">. O peão pode andar duas casas na primeira vez que se move. Entretanto, os peões adversários podem capturar o peão que anda duas casas como se este tivesse andado apenas uma casa, caracterizando uma captura en passant.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">ÚIA!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1848535843428037240?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-28996982742168699552009-03-12T18:52:00.000-03:002009-03-12T18:53:57.003-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Sorte de hoje: Os jovens têm anseios que nunca passam, enquanto os velhos têm lembranças do que nunca aconteceu.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Ironias do destino...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2899698274216869955?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-91172770182671820482009-03-12T18:39:00.001-03:002009-03-19T02:18:40.343-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>Deixe as flores no jardim<br />não quero que elas morram por mim.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-9117277018267182048?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-11782631634911377162009-03-12T07:16:00.002-03:002009-03-12T07:34:52.042-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SbjjRAaa0mI/AAAAAAAADOM/qoVHepsCpbY/s1600-h/IMG_2690.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312245641791591010" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SbjjRAaa0mI/AAAAAAAADOM/qoVHepsCpbY/s400/IMG_2690.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Piaba de Ouro<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Composição: Lula Queiroga e Erasto Vasconcelos</span><br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Hoje eu não quero saber</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Hoje eu não sei de nada</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Eu só quero escutar esse baque</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que faz o meu corpo arrepiar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>É de maracatu é de jóia rara</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>É o meu pernambuco de pé</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quero subir para ver</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Caboclo de lança no alto da sé</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Olha quem vem lá</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Olha quem vem lá</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quê bonito ver</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A moça que ginga no baque solto</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>No baque virado</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Piaba de ouro eu quero ver</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1178263163491137716?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-67635053322036177502009-03-11T03:22:00.001-03:002009-03-11T03:24:23.915-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SbdY5t_D18I/AAAAAAAADOE/e_14T2vqQqk/s1600-h/absurdo8tu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311812034126665666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 311px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SbdY5t_D18I/AAAAAAAADOE/e_14T2vqQqk/s400/absurdo8tu.jpg" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6763505332203617750?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-52503595558084277552009-03-11T03:05:00.000-03:002009-03-11T03:18:04.726-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SbdXYS6tmII/AAAAAAAADN8/S5Xof7Yo2Aw/s1600-h/absurdo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311810360413362306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 395px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SbdXYS6tmII/AAAAAAAADN8/S5Xof7Yo2Aw/s400/absurdo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div> </div><div><a href="http://br.geocities.com/ocalcanharnalua/conc.html"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>br.geocities.com/ocalcanharnalua/conc.html</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong> em br.geocities.com</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5250359555808427755?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-76023579152733270432009-02-25T17:25:00.002-03:002009-02-25T17:54:44.118-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SaWtClggurI/AAAAAAAADNs/sbeA-SXAXFQ/s1600-h/IMG_2586.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306837995865815730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SaWtClggurI/AAAAAAAADNs/sbeA-SXAXFQ/s400/IMG_2586.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Hino de Ceroula</span> </span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Frevo de Bloco</span><br /></span><strong><span style="color:#009900;"><br />Eu vou este ano à Lua<br />Não é privilégio<br />Foguete já tem<br />Eu quero ver se o carnaval de rua<br />Collin e Armstrong disseram que tem<br />Eu quero ver se tem troça que escolha<br />Como em Olinda que tem a Ceroula<br />Mas se tiver para mim é legal<br />Passarei lá na Lua todo o carnaval<br />Mas se tiver para mim é legal<br />Passarei lá na Lua todo o carnaval.</span></strong></span><span style="color:#009900;"> </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Sim, sim...hoje ainda é carnaval...não o de todo dia, mas Lenine vai dar esta colher-de-chá hoje! e Olinda está em festa também...oowww meu Deus! </span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7602357915273327043?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-7933720356886818832009-02-25T16:02:00.003-03:002009-02-25T17:16:39.849-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SaWjOCRiZvI/AAAAAAAADNk/MTj07UL9hLg/s1600-h/100_4960.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306827197449922290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SaWjOCRiZvI/AAAAAAAADNk/MTj07UL9hLg/s400/100_4960.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quarta Feira Ingrata </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">(frevo de bloco)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>É de fazer chorar </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando o dia amanhece </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que eu vejo </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O frevo acabar </strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Oh Quarta Feira ingrata </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Chega tão depressa </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Só pra contrariar </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quém é de fato </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Bom pernambucano </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Espera o ano </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pra cair na brincadeira </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Esquece tudo </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando cai no frevo </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E no melhor da festa </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Chega a Quarta Feira. </strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>É de fazer chorar </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quando o dia amanhece </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que eu vejo O frevo acabar </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Oh Quarta Feira ingrata </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Chega tão depressa </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Só pra contrariar!!!!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-793372035688681883?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-40788712715731281652009-02-09T16:05:00.001-03:002009-02-09T16:14:38.951-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SZB_R7ayJpI/AAAAAAAADNI/k8bJv8jqNNU/s1600-h/tapera+e+Salvador+140a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300876707399607954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SZB_R7ayJpI/AAAAAAAADNI/k8bJv8jqNNU/s400/tapera+e+Salvador+140a.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>SALVADOR É UM LUGAR MÁGICO.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4078871271573128165?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-91585557318492582712009-02-08T23:11:00.002-03:002009-02-08T23:22:01.754-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SY-SQNiWdXI/AAAAAAAADMc/AKAkLpgDZXI/s1600-h/tapera+e+Salvador+137.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300616093647664498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SY-SQNiWdXI/AAAAAAAADMc/AKAkLpgDZXI/s400/tapera+e+Salvador+137.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Dia de folia, chegando Nu Mundo Salvador...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Sorte do fim da semana que ainda estamos: Um dia sem sorrisos é um dia perdido.</span><br /><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-9158555731849258271?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-2026556811200411692009-02-02T22:34:00.005-03:002009-02-03T00:11:16.255-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYemy9igJxI/AAAAAAAADMQ/68UK2ILvZf0/s1600-h/yemanja.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298386881067624210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYemy9igJxI/AAAAAAAADMQ/68UK2ILvZf0/s400/yemanja.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#00cccc;">02 de evereiro é dia de Yemanjá!</span></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;">IEMANJÁ</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Deusa da nação de Egbé, nação esta Ioruba onde existe o rio Yemojá (Iemanjá). No Brasil, rainha das águas e mares. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Orixá muito respeitada e cultuada é tida como mãe de quase todos os Orixás. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Por isso a ela também pertence a fecundidade. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Em alguns lugares, no dia 2 de fevereiro ou no ano novo fazem-se homenagens a grande mãe Iemanjá. Em outros lugares como em pernambuco, por exemplo, ela é cultuada no dia de nossa senhora da Conceição, 8 de dezembro. O sincretismo se fazia nos dias dos santos católicos dia em que os escravos podiam cultuar supostamente o santo do dia, à moda deles.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Santa inocência.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Também quem resiste aos encantos da cultura negra? as cores, a música, a dança, os simbolismos...? </span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">O culto tem um motivo maior. Esta força que chega a todos os lugares do planeta, nos interliga com seu fluido encantado, trazendo bençãos pra a nossa existência da terra. </span><br /></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>É protetora dos pecadores e jangadeiros. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>O ARQUÉTIPO DOS FILHOS DE IEMANJÁ</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>As pessoas de Iemanjá são sérias e impetuosas, domina a todos e fazem-se respeitar. Dificilmente perdoam os erros dos semelhantes. Gostam de testar as pessoas. Seu temperamento é muito difícil, são bravas, nervosas, mas possuem um coração grandioso, são dedicados aos parentes e amigos, preocupam-se com os outros e consigo. Gostam de coisas luxuosas. São honestas, gostam da casa e da família, são ótimas esposas, mães ou pais.</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>LENDA</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Iemanjá era filha de Olokum, deus (em Benim) ou deusa (em Ifé) do mar. Iemanjá foi casada com Orumila, deus da adivinhação mais tarde casou dom Olofin, Rei de Ifé, com que teve dez filhos, que correspondem a Orixás. Iemanjá foge em direção a oeste, pois se cansara de Ifé. Olokum lhe dera uma garrafa contendo um preparado para usar se precisasse, ela deveria quebrar somente em caso de extremo perigo.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Iemanjá foi viver no entardecer da terra, o oeste Olofin Odùduà, Rei de Ifé, põe todo o seu exército a procura de sua mulher. Iemanjá cercada resolve quebrar a garrafa conforme lhe foi dito. No mesmo instante criou-se um rio levando Iemanjá para Okun, o oceano, lugar onde vive Olokun. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><strong>Por isso Iemanjá é representada na imagem com grandes seios, simbolizando a maternidade e a fecundidade.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#00cccc;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Imaginação é tudo.</span> </span><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">em que estou longe do mar fisicamente pra orar por aqueles que foram lançados ao mar, nas salgadas águas, mundo desconhecido, em circunstâncias ganaciosas, egoístas e covardes e sem possibilidade de reação. Pra cultuar essa força que os sepultou.</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>PRA EXERCITAR O AMOR!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-202655681120041169?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-70296224910424666002009-02-01T23:48:00.003-03:002009-02-03T00:07:42.090-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYZfnXkhlKI/AAAAAAAADMI/JYElJ76xgNI/s1600-h/Black+jack+205a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298027141594715298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYZfnXkhlKI/AAAAAAAADMI/JYElJ76xgNI/s400/Black+jack+205a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Pintei faz um tempinho, tinha 18-19 anos. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">TUDO TEM UM COMEÇO.</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">PONTO.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7029622491042466600?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-42666340156214063782009-02-01T23:22:00.002-03:002009-02-01T23:28:42.164-03:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298020597380801778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 390px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYZZqceV5PI/AAAAAAAADMA/usHsKHTBTGM/s400/capatonami.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>ESSA É ANTIGUIDADE! Fiz a ilustração da capa. Muito Visceral esse som.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Tonami Dub (www.myspace.com/tonamidub) – Grupo instrumental pernambucano que tem como eixo musical o dub (estilo criado na década de 70 por músicos da Jamaica) e elementos marcantes da cultura popular brasileira. O Tonami Dub, original de Recife e Olinda, propaga uma sonoridade experimental, que leva os ouvintes a um estado de transe, paz espiritual e vibrações positivas. Um grupo com sólidos ideais filosóficos e musicais, com um objetivo em comum que é a propagação através da música, da boa energia para aqueles que entram em contato com o seu som, levando-os a um estado de vibração positiva e harmonia.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Sorte de hoje: A dança é a linguagem oculta da alma...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4266634015621406378?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-57024455622004571212009-02-01T05:59:00.000-03:002009-02-01T06:02:43.126-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYVlCcbQOTI/AAAAAAAADL4/Yhua59W35hM/s1600-h/lulkhdgq.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297751629335902514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYVlCcbQOTI/AAAAAAAADL4/Yhua59W35hM/s400/lulkhdgq.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5702445562200457121?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-63746346966966538952009-02-01T03:40:00.005-03:002009-02-01T04:31:39.458-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYVOad4RClI/AAAAAAAADLw/HO_-miAGaMw/s1600-h/lulucaaaaa.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297726753275447890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYVOad4RClI/AAAAAAAADLw/HO_-miAGaMw/s400/lulucaaaaa.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Nossa! fiquei super feliz revendo o blog: </strong></span><a href="http://acordesnarede.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>http://acordesnarede.blogspot.com/</strong></span></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> onde verinha Santos postou, dentre outros presentes aos seus leitores e "ouvintes" o seguinte:<br /></span><br /></strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Os que pensam mudando os pensamentos:<br /></strong></span><a href="http://camerinoneto.blog.uol.com.br/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>http://camerinoneto.blog.uol.com.br/</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.camerinoneto.blog.uol.com.br/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>http://www.camerinoneto.blog.uol.com.br</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><br /></strong></span><a href="http://carapuceiro.zip.net/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>http://carapuceiro.zip.net/</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><br /></strong></span><a href="http://www.lulucaguerra.hpg.com.br/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"><strong>http://www.lulucaguerra.hpg.com.br</strong></span></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"><strong><br /></strong></span><a href="http://tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;"><strong>http://tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com</strong></span></a><strong><span style="color:#33ccff;"> </span><br /><br />Só de estar nesta lista, PUTZ!<br />Sem palavras.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ah! não deixem de visitar o: </span></strong><a href="http://acordesnarede.blogspot.com/"><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">http://acordesnarede.blogspot.com/</span></strong></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> é uma grande fonte de inspiração. Ela é poderosa! e tem ouvidos ÓTIMOS! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ELA É TUDO DE BOM!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6374634696696653895?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-31325315079080434862009-01-31T04:11:00.000-03:002009-01-31T04:13:06.200-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYP57L8aP_I/AAAAAAAADK4/5gCw7PjoqOM/s1600-h/ieinumondo2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297352381931601906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 379px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 393px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYP57L8aP_I/AAAAAAAADK4/5gCw7PjoqOM/s400/ieinumondo2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3132531507908043486?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-83172661904707763882009-01-29T21:43:00.009-03:002009-01-29T22:13:25.223-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYJQais3yYI/AAAAAAAADKw/jK_IoIzzeXk/s1600-h/p+da+viola.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296884528662956418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 250px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 330px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYJQais3yYI/AAAAAAAADKw/jK_IoIzzeXk/s400/p+da+viola.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Ilustração: Mexi numa imagem emcontrada no site: <a href="http://www.cantaloupeproductions.com/">http://www.cantaloupeproductions.com/</a></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Paulinho da Viola</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Um mestre do verso, de olhar destemido,disse uma vez, com certa ironia :</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">“Se lágrima fosse de pedra</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">eu choraria”</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas eu, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Boca, como sempre perdido</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bêbado de sambas e tantos sonhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Choro a lágrima comum,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que todos choram</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Embora não tenha, nessas horas,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Saudade do passado, remorso</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ou mágoas menores</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Meu choro, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Boca,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Dolente, por questão de estilo,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É chula quase raiada</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Solo espontâneo e rude </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De um samba nunca terminado</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Um rio de murmúrios da memória</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De meus olhos, e quando aflora</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Serve, antes de tudo,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Para aliviar o peso das palavras</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que ninguém é de pedra</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Meu bem</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadachama </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Também</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Boca negra e rosa</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Debochada e torta</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Riso de cabrocha</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Generosa</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Beijo de paixão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Coração partido</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Verso de improviso</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Beba do martírio</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desta vida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pelo coração</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadachama (chamamento)</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama que o samba semeia</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A luz de sua chama</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A paixão vertendo ondas</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Velhos mantras de aruanda</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama por Cartola, chama</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Por Candeia</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama Paulo da Portela, chama,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ventura, João da Gente e Claudionor</span><br />Chama por mano Heitor, chama<br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ismael, Noel e Sinhô,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama Pixinguinha, chama,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Donga e João da Baiana</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama por Nonô</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama Cyro Monteiro</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Wilson e Geraldo Pereira</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Monsueto, Zé com fome e Padeirinho</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama Nelson Cavaquinho</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama Ataulfo</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama por Bide e Marçal</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama, chama, chama</span><br />Buci, Raul e Arnô Cabegal<br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama por mestre Marçal</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Silas, Osório e Aniceto</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama mano Décio</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama meu compadre Mauro Duarte</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jorge Mexeu e Geraldo Babão</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama Alvaiade, ManacéaE Chico Santana</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E outros irmãos de samba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Chama, chama, chama</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Meu bem</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadosamba</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebadosamba, bebadachama </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Também.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8317266190470776388?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-75147608933012001712009-01-29T21:29:00.000-03:002009-01-29T21:38:12.220-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYJLq_W6yuI/AAAAAAAADKo/0eTsMbyWcW4/s1600-h/ensaios+nu+mundo+150.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296879313675274978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYJLq_W6yuI/AAAAAAAADKo/0eTsMbyWcW4/s400/ensaios+nu+mundo+150.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>São tantos mundos...</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Né?</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7514760893301200171?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-8089507945030488282009-01-29T00:08:00.006-03:002009-01-29T00:40:53.757-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYEko3Y9qBI/AAAAAAAADKY/GPXzB3TbdC4/s1600-h/dmpeos+fulanos.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296554921246435346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 167px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SYEko3Y9qBI/AAAAAAAADKY/GPXzB3TbdC4/s400/dmpeos+fulanos.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>MONOTONÓLOGO.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">DMP 7 os fulanos</span></strong> (Dona margarida Pereira e os fulanos - Recife, das antigas.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">No tempo que acontece não muda o mesmo momento</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Segundo após segundo, o mesmo é mesmo a tempos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O tempo que acontece não muda o mesmo momento</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Segundo após segundo, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">o mesmo é mesmo a tempos</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Então pare, escute, entenda e pense, DMP e os fulanos</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">O nosso humor é nonsense</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">No tempo que acontece não muda o mesmo momento</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Segundo após segundo, o mesmo é mesmo a tempos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O tempo que acontece não muda o mesmo momento</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Segundo após segundo, o mesmo é mesmo a tempos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Então pare, escute, entenda e pense, </span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">DMP e os fulanos</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">O nosso humor é nonsense...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">...</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Segundo após segundo, o tempo que acontece,</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">No mundo, o mesmo momento, o mesmo momento repete</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">Segundo após segundo, o tempo mesmo repete</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;">No mundo, mesmo momento, o tempo mesmo repete.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-808950794503048828?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-28952852892810859362009-01-27T02:17:00.005-03:002009-01-29T01:03:22.429-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SX6Zf5BXURI/AAAAAAAADKQ/Z1LZ92Q1IN0/s1600-h/100_2666.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295838984995819794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SX6Zf5BXURI/AAAAAAAADKQ/Z1LZ92Q1IN0/s400/100_2666.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">A foto sem futuro é minha mermo.<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É Fim De Mês<br />Raul Seixas<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">É fim de mês, é fim de mês, é fim de mês, é fim de mês, é fim de</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mês!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu já paguei a conta do meu telefone,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu já paguei por eu falar e já paguei por eu ouvir.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ouvir</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu já paguei a luz, o gás, o apartamento</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Kitnet de um quarto que eu comprei a prestação</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pela caixa federal, au, au, au,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu não sou cachorro não (não, não, não)!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu liquidei a prestação do paletó, do meu sapato, da camisa</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que eu comprei pra domingar com o meu amor</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Lá no cristo redentor, ela gostou (oh!) e mergulhou (oh!)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E o fim de mês vem outra vez!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu já paguei o peg-pag, o meu pecado,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mais a conta do rosário que eu comprei pra mim rezar ave maria.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu também sou filho de deus</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Se eu não rezar eu não vou pro céu,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Céu, céu, céu.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Já fui pantera, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">já fui hippie, beatnik,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tinha o símbolo da paz </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">pendurado no pescoço</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Porque nego disse a mim que era o caminho da salvação.</span><br />Aiai...<br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Já fui católico, budista, protestante,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tenho livros na estante, todos tem explicação.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas não achei! eu procurei!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pra você ver que procurei,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu procurei fumar cigarro hollywood,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que a televisão me diz que é o cigarro do sucesso.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu sou sucesso! eu sou sucesso!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">No posto esso encho o tanque do meu carro</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bebo em troca meu cafezinho, cortesia da matriz.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"there's a tiger no chassis"...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do fim do mês,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do fim de mês,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do fim de mês eu já sou freguês!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu já paguei o meu pecado na capela</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sob a luz de sete velas que eu comprei pro meu senhor</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do bonfim, olhai por mim!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Tô terminando a prestação do meu buraco, do</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Meu lugar no cemitério pra não me preocupar</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De não mais ter onde morrer.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ainda bem que no mês que vem,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Posso morrer, já tenho o meu tumbão, o meu tumbão!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu consultei e acreditei no velho papo do tal psiquiatra</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que te ensina como é você vive alegremente,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Acomodado e conformado de pagar tudo calado,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sem bancar o empregado sem jamais se aborrecer...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">(Ele só que, só pensa em analisar, na profissão seu dever é adaptar, ele só que só pensa em adaptar, na profissão seu dever é adaptar)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Eu já paguei a prestação da geladeira,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Do açougue fedorento que me vende carne podre</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que eu tenho que comer,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Que engolir sem vomitar,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Quando às vezes desconfio</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Se é gato, jegue ou mula</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Aquele talho de acém que eu comprei pra minha patroa</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pra ela não me apoquentar,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E o fim de mês vem outra vez...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2895285289281085936?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-35815131698899720672009-01-27T01:28:00.002-03:002009-01-27T01:34:11.630-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SX6N_d8JgpI/AAAAAAAADKA/Kj6p3kUTnks/s1600-h/Black+jack+197.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295826333342466706" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SX6N_d8JgpI/AAAAAAAADKA/Kj6p3kUTnks/s400/Black+jack+197.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffccff;"><strong>ANTEONTEM...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3581513169889972067?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-17881655993321723152009-01-27T00:51:00.007-03:002009-01-29T00:59:03.582-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SX6H_ag8j-I/AAAAAAAADJ4/ZsrOhskgi0Y/s1600-h/Black+jack+018.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295819735353298914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SX6H_ag8j-I/AAAAAAAADJ4/ZsrOhskgi0Y/s400/Black+jack+018.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#006600;"><span style="color:#ffffcc;">abusei nessa</span><strong> Ervita Perón,</strong> <span style="color:#ffffcc;">Foi não, amizadj?!</span></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffcc;"><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Foi muito boa a concentração em casa haha</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>HahuHUuhuUuUhAahuhAahuHUuhAahuH!!!</strong></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1788165599332172315?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-70155313481558448712009-01-27T00:43:00.001-03:002009-01-27T00:49:46.732-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ontem Eu Sambei </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">EDDIE</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ontem eu sambei,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Como nunca tinha sambado,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Derramei o suor, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>levantei a poeira,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Como nunca tinha levantado.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Vinha gente de todos os lados, alegria se fazia.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Eu sambei como você nunca, nunca imaginaria</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que pudesse acontecer.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Tanta coisa boa num só dia</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Se eu falar mais pra você,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Você nunca acreditaria</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ontem eu sambei...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7015531348155844871?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-42337759703696759672009-01-25T00:10:00.001-03:002009-01-25T00:14:09.160-03:00<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295064005877493298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXvYqK1I7jI/AAAAAAAADJM/4dPX8sRsK-k/s400/Black+jack+069.jpg" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;">Tininha, irmã caçulinha</span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Sorte de hoje: A melhor maneira de prever o futuro é inventar</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4233775970369675967?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-37621828127167289012009-01-24T20:10:00.002-03:002009-01-24T20:20:00.573-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXuhYcJq54I/AAAAAAAADJE/4LF3oXu2D7U/s1600-h/Recife_und_Olinda.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295003228149835650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXuhYcJq54I/AAAAAAAADJE/4LF3oXu2D7U/s400/Recife_und_Olinda.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://www.skyscrapercity.com/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">www.skyscrapercity.com</span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Recife, Olinda ...</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>"O importante daquela despedida não era a ausência anunciada, e, sim a eterna presença que seria sentida"</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Zeca Fonseca, "O Adorador"</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3762182812716728901?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-36426033462842237492009-01-20T02:24:00.000-03:002009-01-20T02:27:53.789-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXVggeQ39zI/AAAAAAAADGE/wI4r9Zc-NHc/s1600-h/Tonami+dub+no+po%C3%A7o+ds+panela+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293243048039806770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXVggeQ39zI/AAAAAAAADGE/wI4r9Zc-NHc/s400/Tonami+dub+no+po%C3%A7o+ds+panela+048.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>SEM ESSA DE GRILO</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3642603346284223749?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-69007980752534502042009-01-19T19:54:00.002-03:002009-01-19T19:59:49.910-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXUFQPbVvyI/AAAAAAAADF0/sM3OIO52CCA/s1600-h/ATgAAACO24LzUCDr0_6ZcoDVVkT3Als4j2acFmgU1_AY79MA-CW-eqxgNvbPUt5WVA_82htMSoGp8LJQ-FaJipa-9RW1AJtU9VDqPSL5_CANRHWOOty9NLKI5Ic9dA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293142713621135138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 276px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SXUFQPbVvyI/AAAAAAAADF0/sM3OIO52CCA/s400/ATgAAACO24LzUCDr0_6ZcoDVVkT3Als4j2acFmgU1_AY79MA-CW-eqxgNvbPUt5WVA_82htMSoGp8LJQ-FaJipa-9RW1AJtU9VDqPSL5_CANRHWOOty9NLKI5Ic9dA.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">Pobre velha música</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Pobre velha música!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não sei por que agrado</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Enche-se de lágrimas</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Meu olhar parado. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Recordo outro ouvir-te.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não sei se te ouvi</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Nessa minha infância</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que me lembra em ti.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Com que ânsia tão raiva</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Quero aquele outrora!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">E eu era feliz? </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Não sei:Fui-o outrora agora. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">De: PESSOA, Fernando. "Cancioneiro". In: Obra poética. Rio de Janeiro: Nova Aguilar, 1986.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6900798075253450204?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-56566004437493859802009-01-13T04:09:00.000-03:002009-01-13T04:11:59.230-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWw-j1ayITI/AAAAAAAADFA/wFI54tz1bcY/s1600-h/luluca+fotos+016.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290672447609250098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWw-j1ayITI/AAAAAAAADFA/wFI54tz1bcY/s400/luluca+fotos+016.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5656600443749385980?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-45965678007899479872009-01-13T01:51:00.009-03:002009-01-13T02:27:51.847-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwekQ9L0SI/AAAAAAAADEE/SLWvfn0XX6I/s1600-h/ATgAAADv_S4ycfrhlqHZQwHMKJJjHBiQEqlEQhtR9Nwpb4nzYqYE9Iymvg9_7FMcKXG07FxLRdvR4VH5VqdmA7_pIDL2AJtU9VCq6lYanDaYCslGXhAVXoE1_35Abw.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290637270629208354" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 139px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwekQ9L0SI/AAAAAAAADEE/SLWvfn0XX6I/s400/ATgAAADv_S4ycfrhlqHZQwHMKJJjHBiQEqlEQhtR9Nwpb4nzYqYE9Iymvg9_7FMcKXG07FxLRdvR4VH5VqdmA7_pIDL2AJtU9VCq6lYanDaYCslGXhAVXoE1_35Abw.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><strong>"Que as figuras, que as cores,que todas as espécies das partes do universo sejam resumidas a um ponto: que maravilha de ponto! Oh admirável e surpreendente necessidade:por tua lei,tu obrigas todos os efeitos a participarem em sua causa pela via mais curta! Ali estão os milagres."</strong> </span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">Leonardo da vinci</span><br /><br /></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></strong><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Este é antigão. Uma das minhas fasesss. Amo. Pra mim significa proteção.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4596567800789947987?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-34372275774741800842009-01-13T01:42:00.002-03:002009-01-13T01:45:25.894-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwcNAlmKHI/AAAAAAAADD0/q-LqiGEbvug/s1600-h/ATgAAACFx4BOyyz4uL_ZbnR5wnKgYunCVv6dsxAQI4ceICQaffhVPHCRP0c-PA8l0ttQFQRqBW1FFWKg5lQ3IkLlxeoIAJtU9VBU5Gp2KmwZZIN5Ld24yOiKJUOJMw.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290634672075057266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 255px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwcNAlmKHI/AAAAAAAADD0/q-LqiGEbvug/s400/ATgAAACFx4BOyyz4uL_ZbnR5wnKgYunCVv6dsxAQI4ceICQaffhVPHCRP0c-PA8l0ttQFQRqBW1FFWKg5lQ3IkLlxeoIAJtU9VBU5Gp2KmwZZIN5Ld24yOiKJUOJMw.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#99ff99;"><strong>Resposta a um desaforo...a porta do meu quarto...quer dizer, hoje é o quarto do meu pai...ironias do destino.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3437227577474180084?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-85804926884046203042009-01-13T01:32:00.005-03:002009-01-13T01:40:59.760-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwZcH1AcVI/AAAAAAAADDs/-rKzIUJger4/s1600-h/ATgAAAC3gzCrvIR6WgOJZ9yxgikD_h_rWD4LtfhwZ9q1gNt_tarMk1s3-o1VgakSN0cFXyV6RentGw4_tA2prHbIdTjFAJtU9VCCVk_jeb5KJjmho43iDTssFstUTA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290631633181897042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 284px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwZcH1AcVI/AAAAAAAADDs/-rKzIUJger4/s400/ATgAAAC3gzCrvIR6WgOJZ9yxgikD_h_rWD4LtfhwZ9q1gNt_tarMk1s3-o1VgakSN0cFXyV6RentGw4_tA2prHbIdTjFAJtU9VCCVk_jeb5KJjmho43iDTssFstUTA.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Esse pintei em janeiro de 2008.</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Postei porque requer imaginação para que haja compreensão.. para lembrar que nada no mundo vem de graça e para lembrar das inúmeras perspectivas ao observarmos o mundo e as pessoas e a forma que estas pessoas observam o mesmo.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;">A arte imita vida, a vida imita a arte.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>...como nietzsche, "esperamos que estejamos longe da ridícula pretensão de decretar que o nosso pequeno canto seja o único do qual tenhamos o direito de ter uma perspectiva"...</strong><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8580492688404620304?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-566266912174878092009-01-13T01:10:00.004-03:002009-01-13T02:24:35.242-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwVfNB6DGI/AAAAAAAADDc/y_i0VH7h-d0/s1600-h/nem+%C3%A9+t%C3%A3o+antigo+assim...mas+faz+refletir+no+que+a+gente+traz+no+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o..jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290627288071277666" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 286px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwVfNB6DGI/AAAAAAAADDc/y_i0VH7h-d0/s400/nem+%C3%A9+t%C3%A3o+antigo+assim...mas+faz+refletir+no+que+a+gente+traz+no+cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o..jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc33;"><strong>Este filho meu nem é tão antigo assim, foi pintado em janeiro de 2008...Gosto por ele nos fazer refletir sobre o que a gente traz no coração.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-56626691217487809?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-16684083218809863412009-01-13T00:48:00.003-03:002009-01-13T00:56:51.151-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwPdD6lHOI/AAAAAAAADDM/ANQRdTjWTcQ/s1600-h/ATgAAAC7QTVVvbgm_hSDoN5mxtQq-KJoDApCLsF5bhKJCRaq7B5MWflWSqpeP4tv13Pw8eK3p7WMmR11W1--kynG_s7tAJtU9VDUgWIT5li_byWmjVUVl8H8q7xkFA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290620654195121378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 264px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwPdD6lHOI/AAAAAAAADDM/ANQRdTjWTcQ/s400/ATgAAAC7QTVVvbgm_hSDoN5mxtQq-KJoDApCLsF5bhKJCRaq7B5MWflWSqpeP4tv13Pw8eK3p7WMmR11W1--kynG_s7tAJtU9VDUgWIT5li_byWmjVUVl8H8q7xkFA.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Este pari em 2007... atemporal.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1668408321880986341?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-11997105047807854932009-01-11T00:43:00.003-03:002009-01-11T01:01:47.865-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>Música</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Noite perdida,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Não te lamento:</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Embarco a vida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>No pensamento,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Busco a alvorada</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Do sonho isento,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Puro e sem nada, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Roda encarnada,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Intacta, ao vento.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Noite perdida,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Noite encontrada,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Morta vivida</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>E ressuscitada...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">(Asa de lua</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Quase parada,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Mostra-me a sua</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Sombra escondida,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que continua</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A minha vida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Num chão profundo! </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Raiz prendida</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">A um outro mundo).</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Rosa encarnada</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Do sonho isento,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Muda alvorada</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Que o pensamento</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Deixa confiada.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"></span><br /> <span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Cecília Meirelles</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Sim, num momento Cecília Meirelles..kkkk</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1199710504780785493?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-62338338762192014762009-01-10T23:56:00.003-03:002009-01-13T01:30:55.278-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwW9jtV2CI/AAAAAAAADDk/LBwZ8KcrM0o/s1600-h/ATgAAAAsR332SVzp1jBWkIpxVEIytV7Wm_beqRvULUb12J8fc4IEJMpuulKVviUDuuCWF-JIyoXF8IfX7VsBnLq8xMnhAJtU9VDPjlmN4HKzExMKyE1pVteOpsxCZQ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290628909066737698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWwW9jtV2CI/AAAAAAAADDk/LBwZ8KcrM0o/s400/ATgAAAAsR332SVzp1jBWkIpxVEIytV7Wm_beqRvULUb12J8fc4IEJMpuulKVviUDuuCWF-JIyoXF8IfX7VsBnLq8xMnhAJtU9VDPjlmN4HKzExMKyE1pVteOpsxCZQ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Ver, definitivamente, não é enxergar...Quem dera ser um peixe huahauhau...quem nada? pintei no final de 2007.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">"Não digas onde acaba o dia.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Onde começa a noite.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não fales palavras vãs.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">As palavras do mundo.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não digas onde começa a Terra,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Onde termina o céu</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não digas até onde és tu.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não digas desde onde és Deus.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Não fales palavras vãs.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Desfaze-te da vaidade triste de falar.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Pensa,completamente silencioso,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Até a glória de ficar silencioso,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sem pensar."</span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Cecília Meireles</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6233833876219201476?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-10306439875487458222009-01-10T23:31:00.004-03:002009-01-10T23:55:03.277-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWlbMPVwLRI/AAAAAAAADC0/aCMC_po6ve8/s1600-h/luiza.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289859503157685522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWlbMPVwLRI/AAAAAAAADC0/aCMC_po6ve8/s400/luiza.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Luíza, Infinita no coração da titia aqui.</span><br /><br /><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"><strong>Faze-te sem limites no tempo.</strong></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">Cecília Meireles</span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1030643987548745822?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-25294521565493941352009-01-07T00:26:00.006-03:002009-01-07T00:32:45.581-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Suponho que me entender não é uma questão </strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>de</strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong> inteligência e sim de sentir, de entrar em contato... Ou </strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>toca, ou não toca.</strong></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Clarice Lispector</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2529452156549394135?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-64187683731242786922009-01-03T00:48:00.003-03:002009-01-05T23:58:26.917-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7hsOOfqRI/AAAAAAAADCA/EMKAPl2NReI/s1600-h/luluca+fotos+286.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286911162428926226" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 385px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7hsOOfqRI/AAAAAAAADCA/EMKAPl2NReI/s400/luluca+fotos+286.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Não me ajeito com os padres, os críticos e os canudinhos de refresco: não há nada que substitua o sabor da comunicação direta.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ccff;">Mário Quintana</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6418768373124278692?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-84726468622169787552009-01-03T00:35:00.003-03:002009-01-03T00:44:00.872-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7dsVJ3ZOI/AAAAAAAADB4/ujm0W1O-QBE/s1600-h/luluca+fotos+274.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286906766242047202" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7dsVJ3ZOI/AAAAAAAADB4/ujm0W1O-QBE/s400/luluca+fotos+274.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Uianatan Alecrim e eu - Parceiros de composição musicallllll. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Amizade que eu espero durar para sempre!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8472646862216978755?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-3650353043488131132009-01-03T00:00:00.003-03:002009-01-03T00:12:25.682-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7Vy30K5OI/AAAAAAAADBo/AHGof8xfZOg/s1600-h/Imagem+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286898082532484322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7Vy30K5OI/AAAAAAAADBo/AHGof8xfZOg/s400/Imagem+030.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Foto: Luluca Guerra</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Cada Macaco No Seu Galho</span></strong><br />(Riachão)</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Xô xuá<br />Cada macaco no seu galho<br />Xô xuá<br />Eu não me canso de falar<br />Xô xuá<br />O meu galho é na Bahia<br />O seu é em outro lugar<br />Xô xuá<br />Cada macaco no seu galho<br />Xô xuá<br />Eu não me canso de falar<br />Xô xuá<br />O meu galho é na Bahia<br />Xô xuá<br />O seu é em outro lugar<br />Não se aborreça moço da cabeça grande<br />Você vem não sei de onde<br />Fica aqui não vai pra lá<br />Esse negócio da mãe preta ser leiteira<br />Já encheu sua mamadeira<br />Vá mamar noutro lugar<br />Xô xuá<br />Cada macaco no seu galho<br />Xô xuá<br />Eu não me canso de falar<br />Xô xuá<br />O meu galho é na Bahia<br />Xô xuá<br />O seu é em outro lugar<br />Não se aborreça moço da cabeça grande<br />Você vem não sei de onde<br />Fica aqui não vai pra lá<br />Esse negócio da mãe preta ser leiteira<br />Já encheu sua mamadeira<br />Vá mamar noutro lugar<br />Xô xuá<br />Cada macaco no seu galho<br />Xô xuá<br />Eu não me canso de falar<br />Xô xuá<br />O meu galho é na Bahia<br />Xô xuá<br />O seu é em outro lugar<br />Xô xuá<br />Cada macaco no seu galho<br />Xô xuá<br />Eu não me canso de falar<br />Xô xuá<br />O meu galho é na Bahia<br />Xô xuá</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"><strong>O seu é em outro lugar!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-365035304348813113?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-16220358404260934112009-01-02T23:44:00.005-03:002009-01-03T00:15:47.631-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7Sj1KkAAI/AAAAAAAADBg/5_qaD-H0ACQ/s1600-h/Imagem+031.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286894525588176898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7Sj1KkAAI/AAAAAAAADBg/5_qaD-H0ACQ/s400/Imagem+031.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br />Foto: Luluca Guerra<br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">RIACHÃO, no RAIZ e REMIX</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Graças a Bolão, Percussionista de Olinda-Pe, meu companheiro de banda, a Nu MUNDO,<strong> eu tive a colher de chá de tocar o meu modesto pandeiro no evento RAIZ e REMIX em Petrolina no show de RIACHÃO!!!</strong> este foi O PRESENTE de 2008 pra mim!</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Valeu, Bolão!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1622035840426093411?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-56940604477054469172008-12-20T14:22:00.002-03:002009-01-11T00:07:35.202-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SU0tU5YDZnI/AAAAAAAADBY/o1esz-NcRB4/s1600-h/filipe+006a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281927774997800562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SU0tU5YDZnI/AAAAAAAADBY/o1esz-NcRB4/s400/filipe+006a.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Filipe, m</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">inha pedrinha preciosa</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">Êta cabra ra deixar saidades na gente!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-5694060447705446917?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-7247966490784683472008-12-20T00:21:00.004-03:002008-12-20T01:06:08.899-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUxsb52mdAI/AAAAAAAADBQ/5x6NRHDVjUk/s1600-h/juiz.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281715689640850434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 299px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 293px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUxsb52mdAI/AAAAAAAADBQ/5x6NRHDVjUk/s400/juiz.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>botaacima.blogs.sapo.pt </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Justiça</span><br /></strong>Cazuza / João Rebouças</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque não há justiça no mundo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não acredito em justiça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque não há justiça no mundo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não acredito em justiça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deus é mau, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deus é mau</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Mau e mau</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque uns sofrem à beça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Sem ter feito nada a ninguém</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Outros, como eu, são doentes e sentem dor</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Outros voam de asa-delta</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E nadam no mar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque não há justiça na terra</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Na terra não há justiça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque não há justiça na terra</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não acredito em justiça,Deus é mau, Deus é mau, Deus é mau</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Uns encontram o amor</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Outros, como eu</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não se encaixam em ninguém</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Aceito a morte e a vida eterna</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Mas é muito sofrimento</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E já não estou aguentando mais</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque não há justiça no mundo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não há justiça no mundo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não acredito em justiça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deus é mau, Deus é mau, Deus é mau</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Estou cansado de sonhar em vão</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>De lutar em vão</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Só resta pedir a Deus mau</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Compaixão</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Se ajoelhar e pedir perdão</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Perdão pelo mal que fizemos a outras pessoas</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Em outras encarnações</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porque não há justiça na terra</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Terra não há justiça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Não há justiça na terra</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Na terra não há justiça</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Deus é mau, Deus é mau, Deus é mau</strong></span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></strong><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">E alguns dos filhos de Deus também... aqueles filhos da puta que se julgam mais espertos que os outros.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-724796649078468347?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-78759552671961197152008-12-19T20:47:00.000-03:002008-12-19T20:52:29.834-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Desde que o Samba é Samba</span><br /></strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Caetano Veloso</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A tristeza é senhora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Desde que o samba é samba é assim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A lágrima clara sobre a pele escura</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A noite, a chuva que cai lá fora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Solidão apavora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Tudo demorando em ser tão ruim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Mas alguma coisa acontece</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>No quando agora em mim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Cantando eu mando a tristeza embora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A tristeza é senhora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Desde que o samba é samba é assim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A lágrima clara sobre a pele escura</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A noite e a chuva que cai lá fora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Solidão apavora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Tudo demorando em ser tão ruim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Mas alguma coisa acontece</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>No quando agora em mim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Cantando eu mando a tristeza embora</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba ainda vai nascer</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba ainda não chegou</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba não vai morrer</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Veja o dia ainda não raiou</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba é o pai do prazer</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba é o filho da dor</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O grande poder transformador</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7875955267196119715?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-79330624634139422582008-12-18T23:50:00.005-03:002008-12-19T00:15:52.129-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUsPL3GvysI/AAAAAAAADBI/_5UKtKJrxL0/s1600-h/bvsc.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281331684467264194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 265px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUsPL3GvysI/AAAAAAAADBI/_5UKtKJrxL0/s400/bvsc.bmp" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Silencio</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Buena Vista Social Club<br />Composição: Rafael Hernandez / Ibrahim Ferrer</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Duermen en mi jardin </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>los nardos y las rosas,</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;">las blancas azucenas,</span></strong><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Mi alma muuuuy triste y pesarosa</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>a las flores quiere ocultar su amargo dolor.</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Yo no quiero que las flores sepan</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>los tormentos que me da la vida.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Si supieran lo que estoy sufriendo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>por mis penas llorarían también.</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Silencio, que están durmiendo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>los nardos y las azucenas.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>No quiero que sepan mis penas</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">porque si me ven llorando morirán.</span> </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7933062463413942258?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-28297798180888025282008-12-18T23:29:00.008-03:002009-01-07T02:57:32.153-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWQd5Ljx0LI/AAAAAAAADCs/AjFoZlpGtN8/s1600-h/eu+e+ju+1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288384730632409266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWQd5Ljx0LI/AAAAAAAADCs/AjFoZlpGtN8/s400/eu+e+ju+1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Eu e Juliana, a voz Que encanta Nu MUNDO, num blábláblá animado pós show revelador.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>O que verdadeiramente somos é aquilo que o impossível cria em nós.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Clarice Lispector</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2829779818088802528?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-69223989176000047882008-12-18T23:29:00.001-03:002008-12-18T23:31:11.776-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong>Respeito</strong></span><br />Arnaldo Antunes<br />Composição: Arnaldo Antunes / Edson X</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que está sendo feito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pode ser de outro jeito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que já se fez e bem feito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que está sendo feito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pode não estar direito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que passou é perfeito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que está acontecendo </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pode ter defeito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que já foi eu aceito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que está a contecendo</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Pode ser de outro jeito</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O que passou merece</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Respeito</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6922398917600004788?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-74497752373895360502008-12-18T04:57:00.005-03:002008-12-18T05:16:58.468-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUoGHBFw1qI/AAAAAAAADBA/O9Ye9cMe0jc/s1600-h/mussum2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281040230666786466" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUoGHBFw1qI/AAAAAAAADBA/O9Ye9cMe0jc/s400/mussum2.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>"Lá no morro, </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>quando olho pra baixo,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>acho a cidade</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>uma beleza!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E quando eu tô na cidade,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>que olho pra cima,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>meu "cumpadi",</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>fico contemplando a natureza"...</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"><strong>Salve Mussum!</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;">Salve! salve!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-7449775237389536050?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-88726337575089702112008-12-16T17:15:00.001-03:002008-12-16T17:20:31.092-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUgMqdNDG6I/AAAAAAAADA4/zWNuNDnsWlE/s1600-h/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+314.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280484486625303458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUgMqdNDG6I/AAAAAAAADA4/zWNuNDnsWlE/s400/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+314.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>Tarigado?</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8872633757508970211?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-82348777160973550842008-12-16T17:07:00.002-03:002008-12-16T17:12:08.873-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUgK4OarokI/AAAAAAAADAw/jd3MYf7CAzg/s1600-h/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+307.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280482524150866498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUgK4OarokI/AAAAAAAADAw/jd3MYf7CAzg/s400/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+307.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc99;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">Sorte de hoje: A paciência é a arte da esperança</span>.</span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8234877716097355084?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-34821928129065158772008-12-16T02:26:00.002-03:002008-12-16T02:33:22.116-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUc8R3v3GrI/AAAAAAAADAc/q_zLNprfvrM/s1600-h/ATgAAADMSgHvn1QzBthdKM1X_lRfTB_cYlreEt8BB42d3Dg3WR_a6_R9SqsOy5jZnS2Eu8DFj3dGhI1NBVzeFiAMkk9cAJtU9VB7p6LDlTIvZZR4PJC-sW2vHhJGZg.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280255365835332274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 382px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUc8R3v3GrI/AAAAAAAADAc/q_zLNprfvrM/s400/ATgAAADMSgHvn1QzBthdKM1X_lRfTB_cYlreEt8BB42d3Dg3WR_a6_R9SqsOy5jZnS2Eu8DFj3dGhI1NBVzeFiAMkk9cAJtU9VB7p6LDlTIvZZR4PJC-sW2vHhJGZg.jpg" border="0" /></a><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;">NOIR , NO IR<br />VOU AÍ </span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>VÔO AÍ</strong>...</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Trecho de SAMBA DE IR, letra minha e música minha e de Alecrim</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3482192812906515877?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-67371146269516573922008-12-16T02:16:00.006-03:002009-01-07T03:02:38.764-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7bbZcQ9KI/AAAAAAAADBw/RQr3VHjZhcg/s1600-h/nu+mundoooooooooo.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286904276311930018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 395px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SV7bbZcQ9KI/AAAAAAAADBw/RQr3VHjZhcg/s400/nu+mundoooooooooo.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SUc6UtdDUuI/AAAAAAAADAU/nwM74mc7LyE/s1600-h/nu+mundoooooooooo.JPG"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>Nu MUNDO</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Uianatan Alecrim </strong><span style="font-size:78%;">( Juazeiro-BA)</span><strong> / Juliana</strong> <span style="font-size:78%;">(Salvador - BA)</span><strong> /</strong> </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Bolão</strong> <span style="font-size:78%;">(Olinda-PE)</span><strong> / Eu</strong> <span style="font-size:78%;">(Recife- PE)</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">É apenas o começo... AMO todos eles. Que dure para sempre! Muito alto astral.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">A música oferece às paixões o meio de obter prazer delas<br /></span></strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Autor: Nietzsche , Friedrich</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-6737114626951657392?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-11554255399470684222008-12-15T16:51:00.002-03:002008-12-15T17:04:13.899-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">Jamming</span></strong><br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Bob Marley</strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>Composição: Bob Marley and The Wailers</strong><br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">I wanna jam it with you,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">and I hope you like jamming too.</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ain't no rules ain't no vow we can do it any</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">how </span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">and I Jah know will see you through,'Cos every day we pay the price with a loving sacrifice</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">jamming till the jam is through.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">to think that jamming was a thing of the past,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">and I hope this jam is gonna last.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">No bullet can stop us now we neither beg nor will we bow</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">neither can be bought nor sold.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We all defend the right that the children us unite,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">your life is worth much more than gold.</span><br /><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming jamming jamming jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming in the name of the Lord.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming jamming jamming jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming right straight from Jah.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Holy mount Zion</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Holy mount Zion</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Jah sitteth in mount Zion</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">And rules all Creation, yeah we're,</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">we're jamming.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">I wanna jam it with you.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming jamming jamming jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">I'm jammed I hope you're jamming too.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Jam's about my pride and tryth I cannot hide</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">to keep you satisfied.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">True love that now exist is the love I can't resist</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">so jam by my side.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">We're jamming jamming jamming jamming</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">I</span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> wanna jam it with you.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">Jamming jamming jamming jamming</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">hope you like jamming too.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1155425539947068422?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-12769077975963399542008-12-15T15:43:00.008-03:002009-01-11T00:43:14.682-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWlpBipvDgI/AAAAAAAADDE/t94S4N0SoS0/s1600-h/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+066.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289874712525999618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SWlpBipvDgI/AAAAAAAADDE/t94S4N0SoS0/s400/festival+geraldo+azevedo+e+outros+dias+bons+066.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Bolão<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>Música D'alma</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mentalize</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:78%;">Composição: Indisponível...</span> <span style="font-size:78%;">achei na NET</span><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Reggae, Reggae Music...<br />Música d'alma que vai pra cabeça<br />E abra sua mente nunca se esqueça<br />Que o bom da vida é cantar...<br />E cante bem alto pra se libertar<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Sinta o som que vem do seu coração<br />E deixe esse som te levar para os braços de JAH<br />Abra sua mente para o que é certo na vida<br />E faça o BEM pra não receber o mal<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Reggae, Reggae Music...<br />Música d'alma que vai pra cabeça<br />E abra sua mente nunca se esqueça<br />Que o bom da vida é cantar...<br />E cante bem alto pra se libertar </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><br />Continue com essa vibração (e tudo conseguirá)<br />Pois você é de JAH (nada vai lhe faltar)<br />Só basta ACREDITAR...<br /><br />Reggae, Reggae Music...<br />Música d'alma que vai pra cabeça<br />E abra sua mente nunca se esqueça<br />Que o bom da vida é cantar...<br />E cante bem alto pra se libertar</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1276907797596339954?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-29282752036875958252008-10-30T14:32:00.002-03:002008-10-30T14:33:04.771-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"><strong>"A verdadeira maneira de se enganar é julgar-se mais sabido que outros."</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2928275203687595825?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-89115717620094539532008-10-30T14:17:00.001-03:002008-10-30T14:18:50.567-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;">"Acredito, sim, em inspiração, não como uma coisa que vem de fora, que "baixa" no escritor, mas simplesmente como o resultado de uma peculiar introspecção que permite ao escritor acessar histórias que já se encontram em embrião no seu próprio inconsciente e que costumam aparecer sob outras formas — o sonho, por exemplo. Mas só inspiração não é suficiente".</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Moacyr Scliar</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8911571762009453953?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-29127275526452386902008-10-07T19:41:00.011-03:002008-10-07T20:02:04.271-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SOvnuEEeN0I/AAAAAAAACYY/omMQWAcetB4/s1600-h/a.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254548168810313538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SOvnuEEeN0I/AAAAAAAACYY/omMQWAcetB4/s400/a.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#cccccc;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Paulo Freire</strong> </span></span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;"><strong>em Pedagogia do oprimido</strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>“Ninguém educa ninguém, </strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>ninguém educa a si mesmo, </strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>os homens se educam entre si, </strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><strong>mediatizados pelo mundo”.</strong></span> </span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-2912727552645238690?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-87496787755580445582008-09-14T01:20:00.001-03:002008-09-14T01:23:59.523-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">" A gente somos um lixo, mas sermos recicrável".</span></strong> Pérola.</span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;">Pérola mesmo, no início do perfil de tatigirl...esssa minha irmã é DIMÁI!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8749678775558044558?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-81841198409157236632008-09-04T10:14:00.005-03:002008-09-04T10:21:36.967-03:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SL_f8kPLCYI/AAAAAAAACX4/BcIefsNOs9k/s1600-h/Luluca+162.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242154722895006082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SL_f8kPLCYI/AAAAAAAACX4/BcIefsNOs9k/s400/Luluca+162.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffcc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33ccff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong>By: Luluca Guerra, Sob o luar do sertão...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>BEM-AVENTURADOS</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Mário Quintana</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Bem-aventurados os pintores escorrendo luz</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que se expressam em verde</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Azul</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Ocre</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Cinza</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Zarcão!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Bem-aventurados os músicos...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E os bailarinos</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E os mímicos</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>E os matemáticos...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Cada qual na sua expressão!</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Só o poeta é que tem de lidar com a ingrata linguagem alheia...</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A impura linguagem dos homens!</strong></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-8184119840915723663?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-44534289772927312532008-09-04T10:06:00.002-03:002008-09-04T10:22:58.490-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SL_eMQ7HC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/cci3Bgi2Wzo/s1600-h/orlandopedroso.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242152793565236210" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SL_eMQ7HC_I/AAAAAAAACXw/cci3Bgi2Wzo/s400/orlandopedroso.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Falou e disse.</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;">Imagem: <a href="http://www.fotolog.com/orlandopedroso">http://www.fotolog.com/orlandopedroso</a> adooooro!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-4453428977292731253?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-31335334716463859452008-08-31T21:43:00.002-03:002008-08-31T22:01:39.984-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLs7UhJ9JSI/AAAAAAAACXo/9vBLqziQW34/s1600-h/Luluca+206.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5240847815059252514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLs7UhJ9JSI/AAAAAAAACXo/9vBLqziQW34/s400/Luluca+206.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;">By Luluca Guerra</span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3133533471646385945?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-34156220742232366562008-08-31T21:33:00.002-03:002008-08-31T21:38:59.837-03:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:130%;">Soneto da separação</span> </span></strong></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">Vinicius de Moraes</span></strong><a name="sonetodaseparacao"></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>De repente do riso fez-se o pranto </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Silencioso e branco como a bruma </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E das bocas unidas fez-se a espuma </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E das mãos espalmadas fez-se o espanto. </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>De repente da calma fez-se o vento </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Que dos olhos desfez a última chama </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E da paixão fez-se o pressentimento </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E do momento imóvel fez-se o drama. </strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>De repente, não mais que de repente </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Fez-se de triste o que se fez amante </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>E de sozinho o que se fez contente. </strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Fez-se do amigo próximo o distante </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>Fez-se da vida uma aventura errante </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"><strong>De repente, não mais que de repente.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-3415622074223236656?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-7643441818570792682008-08-27T13:03:00.005-03:002008-08-27T13:10:00.518-03:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLV66z5nM-I/AAAAAAAACXg/tJ1mOS1E6e0/s1600-h/ayutu.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239228892298294242" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLV66z5nM-I/AAAAAAAACXg/tJ1mOS1E6e0/s400/ayutu.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Imagem: Dei só ma aquarelada...</span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Brasil Pandeiro </strong></span><br /></span><a href="http://joao-gilberto.letrasdasmusicas.com.br/"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>João Gilberto</strong></span></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Chegou a hora dessa gente bronzeada mostrar seu valor</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Eu vou a Penha vou pedir a padroeira para me ajudar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Salve o Morro do Vintém, pendura a saia eu quero ver</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Eu quero ver o Tio San tocar pandeiro para o mundo sambar</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O Tio San está querendo conhecer a nossa batucada</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Andou dizendo que o molho da baiana melhorou seu prato</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Vai entrar no cuzcuz, acarajé e abará</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>A Casa Branca já dançou a batucada com Ioiô e Iaiá.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Brasil esquentar vossos pandeiros, Iluminai os terreiros</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que nós queremos sambar...</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Há quem samba e diferente noutras terras outra gente</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O batuque de matar, oi.</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Batucada reunir vossos valores, pastorinhas e cantores</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Expressão que não tem par </strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Oh meu Brasil.Brasil... esquentai vossos pandeiros iluminai os terreiros</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Que nós queremos sambar.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-764344181857079268?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-13318717387752336202008-08-27T12:59:00.001-03:002008-08-27T13:01:56.745-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLV6IEe1wLI/AAAAAAAACXY/MR4ZDqNkJmk/s1600-h/eu+e+marcelo+na+saber.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239228020576075954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLV6IEe1wLI/AAAAAAAACXY/MR4ZDqNkJmk/s400/eu+e+marcelo+na+saber.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"><strong>...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1331871738775233620?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-11777862068585293952008-08-27T12:32:00.004-03:002008-08-27T12:45:35.342-03:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLV2WfrzI5I/AAAAAAAACXQ/QVvq6mZsBms/s1600-h/roda-de-samba.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239223870349845394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLV2WfrzI5I/AAAAAAAACXQ/QVvq6mZsBms/s400/roda-de-samba.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>SAMBA DA MINHA TERRA<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Composição: Dorival Caymmi</span><br /></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quem não gosta de samba bom sujeito não é<br />É ruim da cabeça ou doente do pé<br />Eu nasci com o samba, no samba me criei<br />E do danado do samba nunca me separei</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Quem não gosta de samba bom sujeito não é<br />É ruim da cabeça ou doente do pé<br />Eu nasci com o samba, no samba me criei<br />E do danado do samba nunca me separei</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>[Solo]<br />Quem não gosta de samba bom sujeito não é<br />É ruim da cabeça ou doente do pé<br />Eu nasci com o samba, no samba me criei<br />E do danado do samba nunca me separei</strong></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole (Bis)</strong></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span><br /><br /><br /><p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole<br />Quando se canta todo mundo bole</strong></span></p><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>O samba da minha terra deixa a gente mole...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1177786206858529395?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18839914.post-17273656140768315582008-08-27T12:26:00.000-03:002008-08-27T12:30:26.244-03:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLVyqvHDQrI/AAAAAAAACXI/0Wrgx_enFCI/s1600-h/talisma-amuleto-310308.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239219820041552562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9dRnOLIwf_g/SLVyqvHDQrI/AAAAAAAACXI/0Wrgx_enFCI/s400/talisma-amuleto-310308.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"><strong>...</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer">DIVIRTAM-SE!<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18839914-1727365614076831558?l=tentaculoscoloridos.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>CORES, IMAGENS E PALAVRAS...POESIA.http://www.blogger.com/profile/07475421556254451939noreply@blogger.com0