noreply@blogger.com (Alma de Poesia Parceiros)Fri, 30 Aug 2024 04:34:55 -0300Blogger http://www.blogger.com2125http://almadepoesialetrae.blogspot.com/en-usnoalmadepoesialinks@gmail.comhttp://almadepoesialetrae.blogspot.com/2007/11/acordos.htmlSun, 18 Nov 2007 15:56:00 -0200tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056665895665551175.post-8059149058679635904<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">ACORDOS<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">(André L. Soares)<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">.<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">Por trás dos panos<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">Na calada da noite<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">A falcatrua, o engodo, o engano<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">– baseados em escuras circunstâncias –<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">Espetáculo de horror<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">Que quase ninguém vê<br /></span><span style="font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">Mas sofre as conseqüências.<o:p></o:p></span><br /><span style="font-size: 12pt; font-family: &quot;Verdana&quot;,&quot;sans-serif&quot;;">.<br />.<br />.<br /></span>almadepoesialinks@gmail.com (Alma de Poesia Parceiros)http://almadepoesialetrae.blogspot.com/2007/10/em-branco.htmlSat, 6 Oct 2007 21:23:00 -0300tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7056665895665551175.post-2511046527242360732<p style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU43jmXIW2jK-XZSdRBFFrui1yNVNZofu25KfiMUFnygXiKr4XEB9dqBdGAoQaFXbY0-jkIsOlhD52AQk6gxB5-4LAPND8K4Bq3gcjcsGM0muesJmQq7BzIs3EdrmFGHB9VRXG_7SpSU8/s1600-h/429913.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118387166570588130" style="" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU43jmXIW2jK-XZSdRBFFrui1yNVNZofu25KfiMUFnygXiKr4XEB9dqBdGAoQaFXbY0-jkIsOlhD52AQk6gxB5-4LAPND8K4Bq3gcjcsGM0muesJmQq7BzIs3EdrmFGHB9VRXG_7SpSU8/s320/429913.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" > Cecília T Scholten</span><br /></div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">EM BRANCO<br />(Rita Costa)<br />.<br />Fica sempre algo<br />daqueles dias<br />que me induzem<br />a passos largos,...<br />dias em que pareço seguir<br />por um cinza sem fim.<br /><br />Fica um lamento<br />por um poema...<br />que não senti<br />ao passar nas calçadas,<br />onde repousavam<br />os jasmins...<br />uma lembrança<br />do que não escrevi.<br />.<br />.<br />.</span></div>almadepoesialinks@gmail.com (Alma de Poesia Parceiros)