tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-78503620306367308742024-03-13T01:41:59.403-03:00CORAÇÃO DE POETAEste é um blog onde compartilho com o leitor meus textos e poemas. Seja bem vindo e deixe seu comentário.Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.comBlogger1299125truetag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-52367422295198645932024-03-08T20:36:00.000-03:002024-03-08T20:36:00.850-03:00MULHER (oito de março)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLyXkdVUN0lCnYuDUfVnbz1gwJVNBJ3g4GgPut4tSaHKkBwrArewsu7Yfvrxb7ZPbeBxzXu_7KOUQIiUNDRB1Zoobe1sHN8bHBPlFjjLbH_Kp5aVlf8qnrg136tPeuZxFPDtrIMxlckfvKOvqtbbXMEDUTVyExKx5UILmO-XVnnElYMGf8YmmH3FL3tX7x/s306/mulheresoperarias.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="164" data-original-width="306" height="261" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLyXkdVUN0lCnYuDUfVnbz1gwJVNBJ3g4GgPut4tSaHKkBwrArewsu7Yfvrxb7ZPbeBxzXu_7KOUQIiUNDRB1Zoobe1sHN8bHBPlFjjLbH_Kp5aVlf8qnrg136tPeuZxFPDtrIMxlckfvKOvqtbbXMEDUTVyExKx5UILmO-XVnnElYMGf8YmmH3FL3tX7x/w487-h261/mulheresoperarias.jpg" width="487" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">MULHER</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">(dia de lutar pelo reconhecimento das capacidades da mulher)</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quem lutou, lutou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E ainda lutará</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O tempo de lutar não passou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E demorará muito para passar.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Parece sempre haverá uma luta para travar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Um direito para reivindicar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E um preconceito para denunciar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não é a vaidade para se contemplar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tampouco a maternidade,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nem a fragilidade</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Deve ser mote para se comemorar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não há o que comemorar, afinal</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Numa sociedade de lobos maus.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não, não vamos comemorar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Pois e dia de refletir e lutar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Reverenciar quem lutou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E entender que temos que continuar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Porque a guerra não acabou.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">Magnus 08/03/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p> </p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-77958457858871937672024-03-01T11:06:00.001-03:002024-03-01T11:09:59.520-03:00MEU DIA (GERAÇÕES)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEdRz1ZF1ADJHCLhOU1pMd0DfGTaQvUeyhI7yBRBje-ui_LZFmSFHGlGz6qsPGhkL3xTm7Ti_rq5ASVPdwG6oxSa3rtNvPQ3z7E9y8DNM_jQXyjS6uo0vkOjp4SiJr6RqELYujEVkEar-9WDRPc01EDvuzd5SDPZLCUJJRwbT7P1mvJt4Wmo66KoByS_Y/s740/bisavo-e-neta-muito-idosas-de-maos-dadas_493343-7462.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="493" data-original-width="740" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWEdRz1ZF1ADJHCLhOU1pMd0DfGTaQvUeyhI7yBRBje-ui_LZFmSFHGlGz6qsPGhkL3xTm7Ti_rq5ASVPdwG6oxSa3rtNvPQ3z7E9y8DNM_jQXyjS6uo0vkOjp4SiJr6RqELYujEVkEar-9WDRPc01EDvuzd5SDPZLCUJJRwbT7P1mvJt4Wmo66KoByS_Y/w460-h306/bisavo-e-neta-muito-idosas-de-maos-dadas_493343-7462.jpg" width="460" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">MEU DIA (GERAÇÕES)</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Coincidências</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Dia bissesto, dia feliz</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ontem o passado veio aqui</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Amanhã, o futuro vem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se fui fruto de milagre,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O milagre de quem fiz</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Frutificou também</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E assim, em ano de um dia a mais</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Este hoje separa passado e presente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ontem aniversariava a maternidade</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Amanhã, aniversaria a filha de minha própria paternidade</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tempo que eu queria congelar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Faço isso em poesia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para eternizar este dia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que jamais deveria passar.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus </span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;">(sobre 29/02/2024)</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">publicado em 01/03/2024</div><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><div style="text-align: center;">28/02 aniversário de minha mãe<br />01/03 aniversário de minha neta</div></span><p></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-69161915981773128282024-02-26T23:36:00.002-03:002024-02-26T23:36:18.069-03:00O TEMPO QUE NÃO TENHO<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ehUtqaBt4QnyPXhx0mENnp0QcNfLnmBGfaodMuWup-6z1OdNzNb3Nrn1GWBLnkopOdA4DjoUkMqnv7Ky7gXD4JmQabomyl9Jri6RW7OmthSUQjFSAy0LV8G6DU1ughPrv_6RtOwwjewzn5C8i7DhUmSwq820HvsuV6ge7jbt3UzdSwUVjwx3D7KI6Ukp/s1050/dente%20deleao.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1050" data-original-width="705" height="514" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8ehUtqaBt4QnyPXhx0mENnp0QcNfLnmBGfaodMuWup-6z1OdNzNb3Nrn1GWBLnkopOdA4DjoUkMqnv7Ky7gXD4JmQabomyl9Jri6RW7OmthSUQjFSAy0LV8G6DU1ughPrv_6RtOwwjewzn5C8i7DhUmSwq820HvsuV6ge7jbt3UzdSwUVjwx3D7KI6Ukp/w345-h514/dente%20deleao.png" width="345" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O TEMPO QUE NÃO TENHO</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Passo o dia na correria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Perseguindo, paradoxalmente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O tempo que penso não ter</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Vivo suspensa como dente de leão</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem vento, sem tempo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E ainda assim pairando</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Como se fosse possível viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem o próprio tempo para consumir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem o combustível do porvir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se o tempo não há</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se tem nenhum</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Como sobra algum</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para estar?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O tempo vivido</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É tempo tido</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E consumido.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então, tempo tem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E ele vem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas depois que vai</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Volta nunca mais.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 26/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-68394660808378782912024-02-26T23:21:00.004-03:002024-02-29T22:22:47.716-03:00TEMPO PÁRA VELOZ<p><br /></p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxWhTtIJdcR0LTqfVZWQOQkZ59U4jsc8yIAVezzn7Yr6cMqjzjGV2sjj_MRwOI4C_gSJwxX_EvL9YA20cxCm4P_M7biAze5dFr1xwraQ6jdHZ69b9RnptQ5uLN0diF8fg4e6K7iUO2rN4123GWnBQXL6C_zGOk-DL6yEL3rbolwy_z7JBYxqADdNsuVQj/s564/despedir.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="343" data-original-width="564" height="285" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkxWhTtIJdcR0LTqfVZWQOQkZ59U4jsc8yIAVezzn7Yr6cMqjzjGV2sjj_MRwOI4C_gSJwxX_EvL9YA20cxCm4P_M7biAze5dFr1xwraQ6jdHZ69b9RnptQ5uLN0diF8fg4e6K7iUO2rN4123GWnBQXL6C_zGOk-DL6yEL3rbolwy_z7JBYxqADdNsuVQj/w468-h285/despedir.jpg" width="468" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O TEMPO PÁRA VELOZ</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O tempo que parece nos roubar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tão rápido e fugaz</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Vive a transformar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O amanhã em dias atrás </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Noutro, lembro como fosse agora</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Alguém me fazendo sorrir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para depois seguir, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ir embora.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O tempo que não pára</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Parece às vezes parar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para fazer, sem nenhuma, explicação</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O verbo ver sem conjugação</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O que viram em verão</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ou em qualquer outra estação.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 26/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;">poema feito em homenagem à relatividade do tempo quando lembramos de alguém que partiu há bastante tempo e ao mesmo tempo parece que não.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-14182730108541804522024-02-26T22:36:00.000-03:002024-02-26T22:36:28.873-03:00MEU DIA (cheiro de mofo)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim6hfynYvP02w4MQRmqjPjGEZ878Va-NXyoASLvID9dlpOVBO9Sa7FCQpnRta6P-7bHmaal4rrS6dFiqDBZb4NXyOz7eXFNu3kOhLJ_kFQ1RzoFwnXT7wSnof6z03X5-tZa2GfgQyqEIVMzZrhzk500KNPIxDdDy0j68XEdl4qm3X439DmXAYUJ6TPz1qE/s1920/caixadesaudade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="1920" height="264" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim6hfynYvP02w4MQRmqjPjGEZ878Va-NXyoASLvID9dlpOVBO9Sa7FCQpnRta6P-7bHmaal4rrS6dFiqDBZb4NXyOz7eXFNu3kOhLJ_kFQ1RzoFwnXT7wSnof6z03X5-tZa2GfgQyqEIVMzZrhzk500KNPIxDdDy0j68XEdl4qm3X439DmXAYUJ6TPz1qE/w397-h264/caixadesaudade.jpg" width="397" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">MEU DIA</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">(cheiro de mofo)</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Um diário em metáforas recolhidas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Dia de vasculhar passado</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Organizar o tempo guardado</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Retalhos de tantas vidas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Pela nossa cruzadas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Feito alegrias doloridas. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Cheiro de mofo escondendo o tempo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mostrando certo relapso com a saudade</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O passado revela no mofo, a idade</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E as escritas, cartas, lembranças são rebentos</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que foram paridos no coração</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Em nossos passados tempos.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Foi assim meu dia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Reviver a triste alegria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De uma estrada guardada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Numa caixa mofada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">À frente uma incerta estrada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A ser seguida, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A ser mofada.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 26/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-20739995098472180162024-02-26T21:16:00.001-03:002024-02-29T22:31:05.832-03:00TIMIDEZ<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_TvWPX4uHXq16PI5vhVG30R-uNZ4PhqwWNx2vvvwLeXqUiedOCvOcFNFmqu8V7nfYZYto0B_Q4aSiq_DccRw9vlGzjRjU4Z4vqhR9fpdTEN5Ltz-j9OQ6MuAOQ42mvGyCcybZeJd74JblsY6ji54Dkw5IFwmZEQQiKasmhXPHAvyhymBImHCleDEMcX9/s234/images%20(56).jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="216" data-original-width="234" height="336" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjg_TvWPX4uHXq16PI5vhVG30R-uNZ4PhqwWNx2vvvwLeXqUiedOCvOcFNFmqu8V7nfYZYto0B_Q4aSiq_DccRw9vlGzjRjU4Z4vqhR9fpdTEN5Ltz-j9OQ6MuAOQ42mvGyCcybZeJd74JblsY6ji54Dkw5IFwmZEQQiKasmhXPHAvyhymBImHCleDEMcX9/w364-h336/images%20(56).jpg" width="364" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">TIMIDEZ</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O que há entre o tímido e o sério?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A tua timidez é um mistério</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Uma desconhecida viela</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E por de trás dela</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não sei o que há</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se um pesar ou sonhar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Todo mistério excita!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Preciso me permitir te "desintimidar"</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Você, também, precisa </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Confrontar a timidez</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E se libertar!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Toda timidez é um desafio!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que delicioso é saborear</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Cada pequena conquista</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Te seduzir lentamente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Até te libertar!!! </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 21/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-29354253402913469292024-02-21T22:41:00.002-03:002024-02-21T22:41:18.214-03:00DEIXA EU TE AMAR<p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3Jho0auItN1f73Re0jO6kovazAktZrGF4EsCRdnUEIhEl3Y48C7Y0Wx0BYQuW9oTwLw01o04yYKyhOG3jCEQdqpyGONKyOnet_xegmVOiYyx4fMUy6Ec7VbAH4dB3xIcya7Z1xK_I4Eh6H6V9ENy9at0wuHl8KqsaLSUfgFDqYa5PTvd3D1aEr87yRq-/s2560/dsc_8127-2560x1609.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1609" data-original-width="2560" height="274" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm3Jho0auItN1f73Re0jO6kovazAktZrGF4EsCRdnUEIhEl3Y48C7Y0Wx0BYQuW9oTwLw01o04yYKyhOG3jCEQdqpyGONKyOnet_xegmVOiYyx4fMUy6Ec7VbAH4dB3xIcya7Z1xK_I4Eh6H6V9ENy9at0wuHl8KqsaLSUfgFDqYa5PTvd3D1aEr87yRq-/w436-h274/dsc_8127-2560x1609.jpg" width="436" /></a></div><br /><span><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span>DEIXA EU TE AMAR</span><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Deixa eu te amar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E que seja eternamente por um instante</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Teu jeito romântica de ser</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> Me faz sonhar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então penso em você</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E não consigo não pensar </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Em uma noite linda </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para te dar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Poetizar a dois, declamar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Entregar o corpo aos sentidos</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sentir, cheiro, pele, calor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E te amar por um instante que for</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se você deixar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> Magnus 21/02/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-36112743130952039652024-02-18T17:16:00.000-03:002024-02-18T17:16:41.705-03:00ESPERO OU DESAPAREÇO<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxadh1fbYrypmcM6KUOc_Ljnic77b88Ihki83lu2n2WXu3yBDhxlhDhbfAcilRaL10L-mnYO5q3oxLyNBzehbDKKV0xb8scM-_hAIr7IJFxTIXmBUY5vxAiZfj1c0kdzOVfU-oYvX5GsERqaoLvX7ZwGnV1CvTHlnzqCRHp-klSXfoveODzrbF6emXSzzK/s1024/espero.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="612" data-original-width="1024" height="316" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhxadh1fbYrypmcM6KUOc_Ljnic77b88Ihki83lu2n2WXu3yBDhxlhDhbfAcilRaL10L-mnYO5q3oxLyNBzehbDKKV0xb8scM-_hAIr7IJFxTIXmBUY5vxAiZfj1c0kdzOVfU-oYvX5GsERqaoLvX7ZwGnV1CvTHlnzqCRHp-klSXfoveODzrbF6emXSzzK/w529-h316/espero.jpg" width="529" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">ESPERO OU DESAPAREÇO</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Espero ou desapareço?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O dilema do desapreço</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Por que ficaria?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Por que deveria desaparecer?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Depende do que lhe sou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E do que quero de você</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se lhe sou prosa ou se lhe sou poesia.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se pergunto, é porque quero esperar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se você se silencia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Evidente que respondida a pergunta está.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 18/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-23873505612560943792024-02-13T17:01:00.003-03:002024-02-13T17:42:35.976-03:00REALIZAÇÃO (acróstico)<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgraiWZ5Y2HNCCMlbrI3GqFntqm-C0B7mAhVhLut0sIemsRKNJ442qppHriTDkX4sz7G9pJxOpq-ducVkQlKRpGFuLPg1NIJvubisYY5BVEL80Jt4HMDMg5_Ar3g__QdhOhlc3_zDDfMbXb_eKyP_DeadTTBarR8K9Hddo3ZqOo2_U2CmK-sdWtCRrHkbeN/s747/jessica%20thainapb.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="747" data-original-width="577" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgraiWZ5Y2HNCCMlbrI3GqFntqm-C0B7mAhVhLut0sIemsRKNJ442qppHriTDkX4sz7G9pJxOpq-ducVkQlKRpGFuLPg1NIJvubisYY5BVEL80Jt4HMDMg5_Ar3g__QdhOhlc3_zDDfMbXb_eKyP_DeadTTBarR8K9Hddo3ZqOo2_U2CmK-sdWtCRrHkbeN/w340-h440/jessica%20thainapb.bmp" width="340" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">REALIZAÇÃO</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">(ACRÓSTICO)</span></div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Já me segui por aí</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É que o caminho me trouxe aqui!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem tempo para escolher</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sempre achamos que houve opção</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Inteiramente a escolha da nossa direção</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Como se fôssemos donos</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Autores e mandatários de nosso viver</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tempos depois, olhamos as pegadas</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Antigas ilusões e poucas realizadas</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Yng-yang, na vida do sonhador</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No que se sonhou direção</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ao que se fez realização.</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Qual teu novo sonho para querer</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Unindo os caminhos deste teu viver?</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E é só o final da estrada que trará</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Resultados da subtração entre sonhar </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Infinitas formas de querer e o que se vai viver </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Depois só uma conta restará</span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A que se fez realização. </span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 12/02/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-61289556208291869282024-02-13T17:00:00.002-03:002024-02-13T20:24:16.023-03:00PESCARIA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR6gnup1YTjWFq7yN-DMJ0aLFYx5Qy8oTnluiJ0IBEIJ9R8y2prYZfG3XCg-xOuWKRMv2V7wcK0p61JmiB_yLksCO7uPWmH0FwowFY9K0URxR31JNGFbrB4Vb6dr8pzvpUnxOKbZnDQQqmsbWovjqY33zOthtH0XGD7vDVcm10ZtO-jH5Fp6srjl1SZZHy/s1200/pescariapb.bmp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="1200" height="292" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR6gnup1YTjWFq7yN-DMJ0aLFYx5Qy8oTnluiJ0IBEIJ9R8y2prYZfG3XCg-xOuWKRMv2V7wcK0p61JmiB_yLksCO7uPWmH0FwowFY9K0URxR31JNGFbrB4Vb6dr8pzvpUnxOKbZnDQQqmsbWovjqY33zOthtH0XGD7vDVcm10ZtO-jH5Fp6srjl1SZZHy/w437-h292/pescariapb.bmp" width="437" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">PESCARIA<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Pensei que eu não apreciasse pescarias,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas, de certo modo, aprecio.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Joguei algumas iscas no vazio</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que me acomete certos dias</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Era isca em forma de precisão,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De quem precisa de uma mão </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que se estenda gentilmente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Com interesse daquele que não vê só gente, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Vê também coração</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não pesquei muito, mas só um bastaria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para fazer valer a pescaria.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então mudei o meu olhar:</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sim, eu gosto de pescar!!<br /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 13/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(pescar amigos)</span></span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-73814412612033374932024-02-08T08:39:00.002-03:002024-02-08T09:12:09.802-03:00TE ENCONTRAR<p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUJuQcrrcl5qK309a8PJET9SVZEjfQbcJ1dlIdmq1bPY3zajm2ug0ombQzR35HcCQC2a8pClLLJMZIrT4nfEqWjC8UOBzY3DfnLN2svD43IigZuljZc_PYhlfLUYprYldVVZ8yXJfzTpsp_WiGcMaC4KGSjxpTZ3UcmwNNe9qv8LhIFbq-MvDEInI3Ct4x/s268/te%20encontrar%20pb.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="178" data-original-width="268" height="269" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiUJuQcrrcl5qK309a8PJET9SVZEjfQbcJ1dlIdmq1bPY3zajm2ug0ombQzR35HcCQC2a8pClLLJMZIrT4nfEqWjC8UOBzY3DfnLN2svD43IigZuljZc_PYhlfLUYprYldVVZ8yXJfzTpsp_WiGcMaC4KGSjxpTZ3UcmwNNe9qv8LhIFbq-MvDEInI3Ct4x/w404-h269/te%20encontrar%20pb.jpg" width="404" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">TE ENCONTRAR</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">(dedicado aos amores que foram sem jamais ir)</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não, não cansei de te procurar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas depois de tanto tentar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De ir a todo o lugar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Onde você podia estar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nos lugares de te vi,<br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Conheci e em que descobri</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Através de você,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O amor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Por fim entendi</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que você não está mais por aqui</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Restou te encontrar </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No mais obvio lugar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No último reduto da solidão</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Em meu coração</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Onde para sempre você vai estar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Até o dia em que ele também me deixar.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 08/02/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-61188091116167090202024-02-01T11:54:00.002-03:002024-02-05T18:08:30.716-03:00SOBRE TODAS AS COISAS<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiiE6OBEtAj7wg2naZqsU61XF7cW1a1c-3LaJCh_6s-aswb2dSeR6DCpKcy8C7hrBzDwjZ8kNUa_Z_eTCUxjYuCzCrOJXg-3zIWz1K8o8KvgSI1qEIui1zKSZ2Kc0Un4AjcRQVPJtWMJsHRpU2hPP7zeYP1vAwc6P3R6e5jL5cwkTHy62yjlUrBXN0rHXn/s2560/dsc_8127-2560x1609.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1609" data-original-width="2560" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiiE6OBEtAj7wg2naZqsU61XF7cW1a1c-3LaJCh_6s-aswb2dSeR6DCpKcy8C7hrBzDwjZ8kNUa_Z_eTCUxjYuCzCrOJXg-3zIWz1K8o8KvgSI1qEIui1zKSZ2Kc0Un4AjcRQVPJtWMJsHRpU2hPP7zeYP1vAwc6P3R6e5jL5cwkTHy62yjlUrBXN0rHXn/w411-h258/dsc_8127-2560x1609.jpg" width="411" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">SOBRE TODAS AS COISAS</span></div><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">(poema inspirado na canção de mesmo nome)</div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se o amor é de Deus</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O que será dos amores meus</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se não posso amar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Com esta sede que Deus me deu</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se preciso negar os desejos meu e teu?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 01/02/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-62218004830459373742024-01-31T14:53:00.000-03:002024-01-31T14:53:20.912-03:00CHEGAR (gozar)<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjss5hkDN8hGgaFWiZaQPAh69zDqgI7C-hiExdG0pU5mSPl96m6YTjclRCdoAIbxpAuzvcVesrply2aTdx1Ke0An9YFjJ-jjVkYu1rih9EMyjKpaJH2KOs2tniS4Sij2kTo1EbvsdWh2g8bR_oUEtXxCvKgZp3RjSzPFMkrqX8bAMezR-cHoM0ASx-r5geU/s384/chegar.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="384" data-original-width="384" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjss5hkDN8hGgaFWiZaQPAh69zDqgI7C-hiExdG0pU5mSPl96m6YTjclRCdoAIbxpAuzvcVesrply2aTdx1Ke0An9YFjJ-jjVkYu1rih9EMyjKpaJH2KOs2tniS4Sij2kTo1EbvsdWh2g8bR_oUEtXxCvKgZp3RjSzPFMkrqX8bAMezR-cHoM0ASx-r5geU/s320/chegar.jpeg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span><p></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">CHEGAR</span></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><div style="text-align: center;">(gozar) </div></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No caminho</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A minha forma de amar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É caminhar, caminhar, caminhar ... </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem pensar em chegar, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Assim, mesmo não chegando,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Vou sempre estar.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É que importa mais o caminho</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Do que chegar.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Magnus 31/01/2024</span></span></div><span style="font-family: georgia;"><div style="text-align: center;">(depois de ler, troque o verbo chegar por gozar)</div></span><p></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-35662107335395919442024-01-24T11:22:00.003-03:002024-01-24T11:22:50.955-03:00DOIS SÓIS<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1JvXiO6aK66clvRBKUcVVqyyhcb3ZttBqVYZHQ1nqjhRTdetDsBpZXMuqmwXGL1sMVfY8dNVo-rqdegt0hcrSU3JFR1V5EKCh48h9GQrX8CdjYjQK0himuIawql4n7Z70Q5SoSoSuWHLtQddUx7INpdOd18zVu5rHiW9UPUCRH4VNpCHpoJt-wD5EV4Pl/s1180/iara2.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1180" data-original-width="855" height="463" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1JvXiO6aK66clvRBKUcVVqyyhcb3ZttBqVYZHQ1nqjhRTdetDsBpZXMuqmwXGL1sMVfY8dNVo-rqdegt0hcrSU3JFR1V5EKCh48h9GQrX8CdjYjQK0himuIawql4n7Z70Q5SoSoSuWHLtQddUx7INpdOd18zVu5rHiW9UPUCRH4VNpCHpoJt-wD5EV4Pl/w336-h463/iara2.jpg" width="336" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">DOIS SÓIS</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Há dois sóis em meu dia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Um que faz amanhecer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Outro, quando vejo você</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Os dois, alegria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então todo dia a vida me sorri</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quando vejo o sol nascer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E quando você está aqui.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 24/01/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-52096722252531632012024-01-19T15:45:00.002-03:002024-01-19T15:51:42.358-03:00PARA MIM, NEM ERA FIM<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTw7o_k5_XdJIMEYoM-krf82DI1sJ7CHJrUcpRm3gDQhHssoof3bB-leRq8sCXVknNkvgXw5fxP2NFa08MCfhsP34KcuUrwXHB2GIw2aCU0B6ivgEYpocIVQGxDM1fb0HfIznIDCPGtDgAAOANBiEPMZoHnfC2nkSkrK6omDZvnyEdUtVTVQUVgF9DPXi/s4032/20221215_184513.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="PORDOLSOL2022ILHABELA" border="0" data-original-height="4032" data-original-width="3024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcTw7o_k5_XdJIMEYoM-krf82DI1sJ7CHJrUcpRm3gDQhHssoof3bB-leRq8sCXVknNkvgXw5fxP2NFa08MCfhsP34KcuUrwXHB2GIw2aCU0B6ivgEYpocIVQGxDM1fb0HfIznIDCPGtDgAAOANBiEPMZoHnfC2nkSkrK6omDZvnyEdUtVTVQUVgF9DPXi/w300-h400/20221215_184513.jpg" title="ACERVO PARTICULAR MAGNUS Q FREITAS" width="300" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">PARA MIM, NEM ERA FIM!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tanto, tanto, tanto amor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quando se ama, não há cronômetro</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Só despertador</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Foi eternamente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E eternamente acabou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O que era para sempre </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Assim é amar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Contamos os dias de estar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O fim parece impossível</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Com uma impossível certeza</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De que um dia vai terminar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não importa por qual porta</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que ele vai sair</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Qual o dia de se despedir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas sabíamos que ele iria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Como de fato se foi um dia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E quando dei por mim</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Era fim</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E sem se despedir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ele não estava mais aqui.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 19/01/2024 </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-71001336253803124002024-01-19T15:19:00.002-03:002024-01-19T15:24:35.880-03:00PARA SEMPRE, NINA<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifx3hqRlqov2BBaoRPPCkpQ7NgC5TCbkiHfpBlbuxivhwDwPaWVsWVxcGAtGVMVRCODMHdpxoZQzgjpO94dWScAN6YJHWFbNPm33u2tyLebDa2PqCwGFWOROspLOnpiFfEeIraVZcwDWiFIdZ0W4jwM0FPbpDm0bxzLHl7x6oAKIGvkHrpCvwvVt3dWiY_/s784/NINA.jpeg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="784" data-original-width="720" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifx3hqRlqov2BBaoRPPCkpQ7NgC5TCbkiHfpBlbuxivhwDwPaWVsWVxcGAtGVMVRCODMHdpxoZQzgjpO94dWScAN6YJHWFbNPm33u2tyLebDa2PqCwGFWOROspLOnpiFfEeIraVZcwDWiFIdZ0W4jwM0FPbpDm0bxzLHl7x6oAKIGvkHrpCvwvVt3dWiY_/s320/NINA.jpeg" width="294" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">PARA SEMPRE, NINA</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">(a pedido de Dayse)</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Todo caminho finda</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então, que tenha sindo linda</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A jornada contigo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não há castigo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Na partida</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Apenas a benção de uma vida</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Vivida, convivida</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De uma estrada compartilhada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De um viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Do modo que haveria de ser</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A felicidade está na jornada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Em cada dia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Em cada alegria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No passar dos dias</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Até a chegada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É que aqui, chegar é partir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E nunca mais vir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A não ser quando te visitar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nesta forma de amar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Do avesso do porvir:</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A felicidade vestida de saudade</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E assim há de ser</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O nosso viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Estar eternamente</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No universo de nosso coração</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Este amor presente ... para sempre, sempre, sempre ... sempreeee!!!! </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 19/01/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-88130822330967293862024-01-18T11:21:00.008-03:002024-01-18T11:31:26.240-03:00PODIA SER VOCÊ<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11CShFUx0sU6G8u0wU7F23wjuk0oaRNszTv0cE7KpfQyLjMYCU5ay3aLZGqSFIHyD2eLaC6BnZ1UvcTGtcxr-H1Jq-Hqgbe4_-57C94eTKYJtB53e9PyRclYnIfoVHBWPOwGU8P4PdthbGAq1jDwR43Hx_bjFAvgtnfS73qaUKVjk_PAgwOuI3PtnoUlp/s333/0ff6acd81cf4142a25d163522e47dec6.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="333" data-original-width="236" height="440" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi11CShFUx0sU6G8u0wU7F23wjuk0oaRNszTv0cE7KpfQyLjMYCU5ay3aLZGqSFIHyD2eLaC6BnZ1UvcTGtcxr-H1Jq-Hqgbe4_-57C94eTKYJtB53e9PyRclYnIfoVHBWPOwGU8P4PdthbGAq1jDwR43Hx_bjFAvgtnfS73qaUKVjk_PAgwOuI3PtnoUlp/w312-h440/0ff6acd81cf4142a25d163522e47dec6.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><br /><br /></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">PODIA SER VOCÊ</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O tempo passou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E em algum lugar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Havia o seu lugar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Onde o poeta sonhou</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O platonismo do amor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Adormeceu ao relento</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E, reminiscente, deixou de ser vento</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Para virar suspiro no coração do sonhador</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Por tudo que podia ter sido </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Este amor podia, ah, sim, podia!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Podia ter virado tanta poesia</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ao invés de ser quase esquecido.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 18/01/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-33139705069952890992024-01-13T21:34:00.002-03:002024-01-17T17:49:02.172-03:00SABOTAGEM<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBaSQ-bI3Hx6_lTwth90B7AaaOTptbcSfhOAak-_rxis0-1hJsNBOoCHuZ0ObrFkZ1L387ogZ4h0xqPaDDMtyAh_p2DOaHULnzZtLhoMiuDHyue-A77kvmUkW7XB9AGUoi4sOUlbX81o-5Bbmj3pgvhHTLnI_5ghq_e-V4Ng7zNXle3sefpbfI35F3XeFE/s2560/dsc_8127-2560x1609.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1609" data-original-width="2560" height="306" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBaSQ-bI3Hx6_lTwth90B7AaaOTptbcSfhOAak-_rxis0-1hJsNBOoCHuZ0ObrFkZ1L387ogZ4h0xqPaDDMtyAh_p2DOaHULnzZtLhoMiuDHyue-A77kvmUkW7XB9AGUoi4sOUlbX81o-5Bbmj3pgvhHTLnI_5ghq_e-V4Ng7zNXle3sefpbfI35F3XeFE/w487-h306/dsc_8127-2560x1609.jpg" width="487" /></a><br /><span face="arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: #171717; color: #9aa0a6; font-size: 12px; text-align: start; white-space: nowrap;">Crédito: Cris Partica</span><br /><br /></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">SABOTAGEM<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;">por Magnus Quandt de Freitas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não sei se é o destino</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">Que sabota nosso querer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ou somos eu e você</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que nos metemos em estradas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Desencontradas</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que fazem nunca acontecer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O saciar deste querer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Resta o desejo molhado,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Escorrido,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sempre interrompido</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Por estes caminhos do destino</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas vou desafiar a razão, num desatino</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Em um dia qualquer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quando a ousadia vier</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nos dois expurgaremos a sabotagem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tornando finda a viagem</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Deste nosso longo querer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quando vamos nos ter ...</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quando, enfim, vamos nos ter!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Magnus 13/01/2024</span><br /><span style="font-size: x-small;">https://www.instagram.com/coracaodepoeta__/</span></span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-11330780328326837722024-01-12T21:56:00.004-03:002024-01-12T21:56:44.432-03:00ANIVERSARIANTE<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTm9plK2Irn_iyU0OBlQpftGE3ZF9Bqg3rQ-LTh8yW71zFSB4uYWPRNMYEaH7MWSci_BZs-ttr-0ZiRPV3gQCytNifRVtcvBq5CnyiAzfJI0991NmQ3Ze_JQATmrJ6rqog0J1ZFQslhEY-wa41Jh6Rr2dG5_fybGtcrp7apA2Cls9lbtt35iD0iNPiUhS/s688/samiles2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="422" data-original-width="688" height="278" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoTm9plK2Irn_iyU0OBlQpftGE3ZF9Bqg3rQ-LTh8yW71zFSB4uYWPRNMYEaH7MWSci_BZs-ttr-0ZiRPV3gQCytNifRVtcvBq5CnyiAzfJI0991NmQ3Ze_JQATmrJ6rqog0J1ZFQslhEY-wa41Jh6Rr2dG5_fybGtcrp7apA2Cls9lbtt35iD0iNPiUhS/w454-h278/samiles2.png" width="454" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">ANIVERSARIANTE</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sou um espelho mutante</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Alguém que foi pela estrada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Moldada, fortalecida, lapidada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Isso que sou, a aniversariante </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ligeiramente rio, calmamente lago</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então sou hoje, toda a bagagem que trago</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Serei amanhã, só quando ele chegar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Amanhã então irei te dizer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não sobre amanhã, sobre um novo hoje para viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Tenho só o hoje para estar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Outro tempo não tenho para amar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sou o agora e agora vou sempre ser.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 12/01/2024 .</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-11586325966286512882024-01-12T21:26:00.000-03:002024-01-12T21:26:01.656-03:00OPÇÃO<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoihxFhb2k94WZN3pUtBGlGLHssyiFHzZR1s6hl37M8uDwMvioTeDSaHr_ZdgWlgVx1ZW9km3ImYjX6tf75Y-rUN3YSldcVl_xI7Z-NMYTOnrEuAIGCYB4bULGSYmmXd6-d3c3KGvPycI_u5NgQZthf2S2ZY68pYFQqb4WcLfk9e7knQW0t9PO6cMAJGwM/s1280/IMG-20180403-WA0014.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="1280" height="340" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoihxFhb2k94WZN3pUtBGlGLHssyiFHzZR1s6hl37M8uDwMvioTeDSaHr_ZdgWlgVx1ZW9km3ImYjX6tf75Y-rUN3YSldcVl_xI7Z-NMYTOnrEuAIGCYB4bULGSYmmXd6-d3c3KGvPycI_u5NgQZthf2S2ZY68pYFQqb4WcLfk9e7knQW0t9PO6cMAJGwM/w453-h340/IMG-20180403-WA0014.jpg" width="453" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">OPÇÃO</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Morrer não é uma opção</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas, como viver, sim</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não posso escolher o fim</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mas posso, se vou viver ou não</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Que seja lindo o caminhar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É o que podemos escolher</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Falo sobre a qualidade do viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E não de quando o ocaso chegar. </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 12/01/2024</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-89041239238525080202024-01-10T23:16:00.002-03:002024-01-10T23:17:59.210-03:00BEM ME QUERER<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3gcue1r8lW09NaQr4CO9Gf04bCMCqw4SJZu6L9CUGP3YbrmbNKvoMkc02FqcidMZk0lH99IqSpiO7HR2X0hCpnlHeYSMyO8K6wqXmTl6ZrWT29ZxWaQNChYR4iLLE4xxyjQy6XFfObqbZutrqVtlfGi5IqOvWMW5WB9MVHdRTV78t2Jf7oPusLKCDGoP/s269/BEMME%20QUERER%20PB.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="188" data-original-width="269" height="331" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgb3gcue1r8lW09NaQr4CO9Gf04bCMCqw4SJZu6L9CUGP3YbrmbNKvoMkc02FqcidMZk0lH99IqSpiO7HR2X0hCpnlHeYSMyO8K6wqXmTl6ZrWT29ZxWaQNChYR4iLLE4xxyjQy6XFfObqbZutrqVtlfGi5IqOvWMW5WB9MVHdRTV78t2Jf7oPusLKCDGoP/w474-h331/BEMME%20QUERER%20PB.jpg" width="474" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">BEM ME QUERER</p><p style="text-align: center;">Bem me querer, <span> q</span>uero!</p><p style="text-align: center;">Não que bem não lhe queira também,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Olha que até muito quero </p><p style="text-align: center;">Mas tenho preferido o avesso da espera,</p><p style="text-align: center;"> Daí nada espero que não seja bem me querer.</p><p style="text-align: center;"> Não é egoísmo, é à vida reolhar</p><p style="text-align: center;">Se ninguém dá o que não tem para dar,</p><p style="text-align: center;">Como posso querer dar amor</p><p style="text-align: center;">Sem antes "bem me querer amar"?</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;">Magnus 09/01/2024</p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-24401411707260468232024-01-10T22:58:00.000-03:002024-01-10T22:58:28.614-03:00AMOR PROIBIDO<p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOCKOQ29b0A_L8CoVupAyvnWwE85AEIC2j-6_Lc5GKQvQz1aQNuw8f0B9O9uVKMpXk6Z0FiT6wcgOZSinY8ZzRElUwNZNtoXnvoWWIkbJ1e-jX0DnVq47aAWTcHGIuGfN23d8mRBoiSvSeNTUhDH91fl5TJDcBysCoEIDxJJRNLlZ953A2nRh7w9xuOvO/s225/amorproibido.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="225" data-original-width="225" height="371" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOCKOQ29b0A_L8CoVupAyvnWwE85AEIC2j-6_Lc5GKQvQz1aQNuw8f0B9O9uVKMpXk6Z0FiT6wcgOZSinY8ZzRElUwNZNtoXnvoWWIkbJ1e-jX0DnVq47aAWTcHGIuGfN23d8mRBoiSvSeNTUhDH91fl5TJDcBysCoEIDxJJRNLlZ953A2nRh7w9xuOvO/w371-h371/amorproibido.jpg" width="371" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">AMOR PROIBIDO</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Eu quero a cumplicidade de um amor proibido</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Viver de coração dividido </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E ter para onde fugir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quando o mundo normal quiser me afogar </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Quero ter um abraço que seja mais que abraçar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Onde fingir não precise ser uma opção</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> Quero esta paixão</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> Explodindo em mim </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem ter que escolher entre o não e o sim.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 09/01/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-49505485662335800282024-01-03T17:52:00.000-03:002024-01-03T17:52:01.876-03:00ARREPENDIMENTO, NÃO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmxlyvzlvYIY7GGZaGeYpjTz6GOR2Vz43ig2TRqAGsFz9L_TTz8G7FmcfcLO-Ax_I-j-cpUcmUIWkYaEiI4boGezWaESN-90XsbuoV2NhbB9iL4OEy5w2LuflLMexh8_rqD_hZ-WzJy6rTC2XrtamDlL0mHJD5u6ytVVUpiuLIbAUTqzm036Ajuj7GNOz/s275/daysielle.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="308" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjsmxlyvzlvYIY7GGZaGeYpjTz6GOR2Vz43ig2TRqAGsFz9L_TTz8G7FmcfcLO-Ax_I-j-cpUcmUIWkYaEiI4boGezWaESN-90XsbuoV2NhbB9iL4OEy5w2LuflLMexh8_rqD_hZ-WzJy6rTC2XrtamDlL0mHJD5u6ytVVUpiuLIbAUTqzm036Ajuj7GNOz/w463-h308/daysielle.jpg" width="463" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">ARREPENDIMENTO, NÃO<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">(para Daysielle)</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Por que pensei que esta estrada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Era para ser feliz, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não olhei paisagem, apenas sonhei</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Com a chegada</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Não sei mais o que pensar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se gratidão ou lamento</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É quem em meu pensamento </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Eu deveria estar em outro lugar</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">No final, sou o chão</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Mesmo tendo tanto mundo lá fora</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sou onde estou agora</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sem saber se é gratidão </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O que sou? </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sou esperança, </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Arrependimento, não!!!</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 03/01/202</span>4</p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-66399621658494741362024-01-02T20:28:00.001-03:002024-01-11T21:00:11.321-03:00TUA BELEZA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjddfevzcPKccbL2kR5CvNpWrWzoM1QedoULCIRhZKVZNAHdtXebzrupay3U-EH1R9KAYaK2d2Gj6gEeEBvW7-O9PeZnblJxK9TD8DZlpslAQgpXv4MoHvYrLer2Z30Ygotkgz0qdj4erLAsIfc39hzBJjqgVSXBN8GYZQosGMK7i5kIyHoxyza2U4_pWpq/s951/poesiaiarapb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="723" data-original-width="951" height="299" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjddfevzcPKccbL2kR5CvNpWrWzoM1QedoULCIRhZKVZNAHdtXebzrupay3U-EH1R9KAYaK2d2Gj6gEeEBvW7-O9PeZnblJxK9TD8DZlpslAQgpXv4MoHvYrLer2Z30Ygotkgz0qdj4erLAsIfc39hzBJjqgVSXBN8GYZQosGMK7i5kIyHoxyza2U4_pWpq/w394-h299/poesiaiarapb.jpg" width="394" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">TUA BELEZA</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Se uma beleza eu tivesse que escolher</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">A tua, eu escolheria</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Porque se fosse escultor,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Adivinha quem eu esculpiria?</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Também se fosse Deus do céu</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O criador, ou apenas um pintor</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Seria você a se fazer vida </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Na ponta do pincel.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 02/01/2024</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7850362030636730874.post-80965752943644431592023-12-31T15:09:00.003-03:002024-01-02T15:27:22.320-03:00... E VOCÊ SORRI (PESSOAS QUE ENCANTAM)<p style="text-align: center;"> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgIALe21mvdIVM9fC6sHf0Hn84RnoZEfuI5EfS4tsZGyRdzgIknkEeRJ2PjRF9EujJTfAZ9D6Ou-AY6MfXZAJp_DpYkvTMYFrdR9eSQhRCggaHeyycs42AO5WLyq_GzbS8GPzFq53nAvmtnPWCop7NhnX42NW6BjFOg-O-A75rzGMDgrDDjC8R2zDg58o/s275/morea%20sorri.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="329" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwgIALe21mvdIVM9fC6sHf0Hn84RnoZEfuI5EfS4tsZGyRdzgIknkEeRJ2PjRF9EujJTfAZ9D6Ou-AY6MfXZAJp_DpYkvTMYFrdR9eSQhRCggaHeyycs42AO5WLyq_GzbS8GPzFq53nAvmtnPWCop7NhnX42NW6BjFOg-O-A75rzGMDgrDDjC8R2zDg58o/w495-h329/morea%20sorri.jpg" width="495" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;">... E VOCÊ SORRI</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(PESSOAS QUE ENCANTAM)</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Nem sei direito de você </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Dos flagelos do teu viver</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ou das dificuldades em teu caminho</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E quando chego aqui</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Te vejo somente sorrir </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Sorriso que também me faz sorrir</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Então, mal consigo perceber</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">O quanto chegar aqui</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Foi duro para você </span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">E, apesar de tudo</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Ao invés de eu te fazer</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">É você que me faz sorrir.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Magnus 23/12/2023</span></p>Coração de Poetahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040228548474098501noreply@blogger.com0