tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-740046457496066592024-03-11T23:18:44.683-07:00Redescobrindo a AlmaSempre há dentro de todo ser humano, a ansiedade e a necessidade de redescobrir-se! Não existe um momento específico para tal fato se dar, porém, faz-se urgente e saudável que isso certa hora aconteça. É preciso que não venhamos tolir-nos, impedindo que esse processo tão bonito ocorra! Ele pode trazer-nos gratas surpresas ou não, porém, o interessante é saber como vamos lidar com as nossas emoções redescobertas. Bem-vindos! Vamos redescobrir juntos, cada qual com a sua imensa alma!!!!!!!!!!!!Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.comBlogger338125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-30463270224881457582024-02-13T15:54:00.000-08:002024-02-13T15:54:34.263-08:00Um Caminho de Abandono By Patricia Pinna<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Qmte-82P8Ehx4MfQ5DkMCxou4wIcOMGeUY_fD8vxZfY_y9me6pIKvKgLUwHdDfG7EbOCXDmWYNqgCX8oy5TbYOrb5f2h_Qv0Md52NfWmsGiTxfjT1vrinHQxrc_u-6itAuR8ZODcoODceiYVqhyphenhyphenoeICRsoZc9RM4-tqqbfhXAziHBdhyphenhyphenA9YBFuNduK1e/s994/l.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="994" data-original-width="640" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj8Qmte-82P8Ehx4MfQ5DkMCxou4wIcOMGeUY_fD8vxZfY_y9me6pIKvKgLUwHdDfG7EbOCXDmWYNqgCX8oy5TbYOrb5f2h_Qv0Md52NfWmsGiTxfjT1vrinHQxrc_u-6itAuR8ZODcoODceiYVqhyphenhyphenoeICRsoZc9RM4-tqqbfhXAziHBdhyphenhyphenA9YBFuNduK1e/w258-h400/l.jpg" width="258" /></a></div> <p></p><h1><i><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Ela fora abandonada por sua imaginação<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>No meio do caminho insólito, perdição<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Num breu de ausentes penetrantes versos<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Regressos para uma folha vazia<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Onde outrora, a caneta percorria<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Com saudosa profusão e maestria</span></span></span></i></h1><h1><i><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Nem a beleza da Natureza, sua riqueza<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Tampouco a mazela do mundo, sua tristeza<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Serviram de refinado banquete<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Para a inspiração efervescente</span></span></span></i></h1><h1><i><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Não havendo qualquer tipo de comoção<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Ela entrou em temido estado de hibernação<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Estágio agregador da solidão<br /></span></span><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span>Sem voz, sem verbo e canção.</span></span></span></i></h1><div><i><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span><br /></span></span></span></i></div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH-plH5MiBXfpHJ4ebgx62ixVQ8C7o2Tyd49nTbIRWQCrwLdfmcEC7lPdErhaZ98af-YDfxbCcTXLeFrKB282QfOnvyUV_kg03IDEkY8-i03ZEmHgY0CCgvgP0TXT7Hc0wtDeXvPCU11izXBw8-2mUiyxMgUzrsa_6OWNdymoUSuk8vqW_Vq1xw_NYHRLG/s600/poesia.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-style: normal; font-variant-caps: normal; font-variant-ligatures: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration-color: initial; text-decoration-style: initial; text-decoration-thickness: initial; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: helvetica; font-size: large;"><span><br /></span></span><br /></span></i></h1>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-742376769878684922023-06-25T10:35:00.002-07:002023-06-25T10:35:46.178-07:00Prece By Patrícia Pinna<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen="" class="BLOG_video_class" height="266" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/4S2-Dgrftxs" width="320" youtube-src-id="4S2-Dgrftxs"></iframe></div><br /><p></p><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGDpRg72g5uCXX1Z-guTVfjGAo3oKrnwObyXZRr5SqaYcGct9xcB54pfierdT5NQqnjHl3HmQPzBnfwQ4ueAIT1rrK0oZvq94ZPAKP2H-jFLHEXVgxoviZEGhhM_WTb4ZG-mLETz3RcpPkDccjvhpX5PYrdxiJUbY4GYUvBvlxU4FhgM7Xazzdbx8Nh7e/s301/ter%C3%A7o.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" data-original-height="167" data-original-width="301" height="223" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYGDpRg72g5uCXX1Z-guTVfjGAo3oKrnwObyXZRr5SqaYcGct9xcB54pfierdT5NQqnjHl3HmQPzBnfwQ4ueAIT1rrK0oZvq94ZPAKP2H-jFLHEXVgxoviZEGhhM_WTb4ZG-mLETz3RcpPkDccjvhpX5PYrdxiJUbY4GYUvBvlxU4FhgM7Xazzdbx8Nh7e/w400-h223/ter%C3%A7o.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Colocou-se de joelhos, pegou o seu terço</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>E orou por seu filho com fervor silencioso</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Reproduziu preces num Outono</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Revivendo vinte e seis tempos idos</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>O ventre bendito trouxe brilho</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Um louvor etéreo entoou</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>O EU SOU sorriu em ver</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Como o ser vestindo luz</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Entrou em estado de cruz</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Onde sinônimo fez-se fé.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Todos os direitos autorais reservados por lei</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Imagens: Internet.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Agradeço o carinho de todos.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i>Tenham uma excelente semana de paz.</i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: verdana; font-size: large;"><i><br /><br /></i></span><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBvqj2HqZP7AI7jC4H7VapgG4COLJiBkQ1-_GmDD9UiwqpY_z5LPknTKvrM29XzwlaT8iby4o7cA8xT4lKmy6P21lzBNVwwmDYnDSoKgZLPYbl9SSVD_tU4gaehd6JVZ8CjDG4CM2wOlvEguHwFm5kfhfhtqHSHv99kaDzICTPQS4rGVsZUUd9zeOkVCXm/s275/luz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="183" data-original-width="275" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBvqj2HqZP7AI7jC4H7VapgG4COLJiBkQ1-_GmDD9UiwqpY_z5LPknTKvrM29XzwlaT8iby4o7cA8xT4lKmy6P21lzBNVwwmDYnDSoKgZLPYbl9SSVD_tU4gaehd6JVZ8CjDG4CM2wOlvEguHwFm5kfhfhtqHSHv99kaDzICTPQS4rGVsZUUd9zeOkVCXm/w400-h266/luz.jpg" width="400" /></a><br /><br /></div><br /><br /><p></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-82155289108921232522022-12-11T19:36:00.000-08:002022-12-11T19:36:36.335-08:00Prisão By Patrícia Pinna<p></p><p><i style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><br /></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjriEbdMa5w5k13Pe4fuD2R1MSep4jDmopeDefA4_n0Z_HjWZovY8Dejk2m2jpcOwON1ZiqiybIT-9W_oyf_3hjlTDo0VYf2c1EcqAAugFuokcx6OrDbS4xgldkz42lxFM14re7McdmNKe967KjjfupXgjOmYJjHs-kbajDPulcRZwdR0UxZevb6Sskug/s740/porta-de-ferro-enferrujado-em-uma-parede-de-concreto_65301-14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="496" data-original-width="740" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjriEbdMa5w5k13Pe4fuD2R1MSep4jDmopeDefA4_n0Z_HjWZovY8Dejk2m2jpcOwON1ZiqiybIT-9W_oyf_3hjlTDo0VYf2c1EcqAAugFuokcx6OrDbS4xgldkz42lxFM14re7McdmNKe967KjjfupXgjOmYJjHs-kbajDPulcRZwdR0UxZevb6Sskug/w400-h268/porta-de-ferro-enferrujado-em-uma-parede-de-concreto_65301-14.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p></p><p><i style="color: red; font-size: x-large;"><br /></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">Quisera ser liberta pela indelével ternura do amor</span></i></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Das suas grades, seus muros e altas janelas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Portas de ferro enferrujadas pela ação do tempo</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Escuridão venenosa por chumbo</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><i><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /><span style="font-size: large;">E, no vento das possibilidades, imaginara um reluzir</span></span></i></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Nos seus olhos aprisionados por exílio de desventura </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Jogara as suas pernas em movimentos primitivos</i></span><i style="font-size: x-large;"> </i><i><span style="font-size: large;">interrompendo</span></i></span></p><p><i><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;">O silêncio das falas loucas, bem poucas, doridas</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Quisera ser liberta da inanição das palavras</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Estar no palácio lúcido da poesia e seus jardins</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Ter na pele o corte dos espinhos da imperatriz</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Jejuar em seu castelo contrições arraigadas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Experimentar a luz da aurora e o canto do mar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Não pudera, apenas quisera...</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna<br /><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Todos os direitos reservados por Lei</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i>Imagens: Internet.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #0b5394; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIDzInAYOqmaLatRuMXgZhpNdDTWT_vKqZsqMMXE8E5k36RSth_5IWjwvj7-vfzma8bB_BaFX-8WnL-yMMuXhja21MDuC__mvogzoP0DM1Hl5UWlsD7sd2HO7hZv2ueiG-zOB-G4LnAgciRLy15DzI_NOpJRqVNE7qwoMmWAQsV_qu-bgHFgtys6RndQ/s650/31b713eaa271a352453488a3842f32321.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><img border="0" data-original-height="349" data-original-width="650" height="215" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIDzInAYOqmaLatRuMXgZhpNdDTWT_vKqZsqMMXE8E5k36RSth_5IWjwvj7-vfzma8bB_BaFX-8WnL-yMMuXhja21MDuC__mvogzoP0DM1Hl5UWlsD7sd2HO7hZv2ueiG-zOB-G4LnAgciRLy15DzI_NOpJRqVNE7qwoMmWAQsV_qu-bgHFgtys6RndQ/w400-h215/31b713eaa271a352453488a3842f32321.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><i style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"> </span></i><p></p><p><br /></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-14367626748619542522022-11-02T14:26:00.000-07:002022-11-02T14:26:14.910-07:00Nossos By Patrícia Pinna<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiROElQ-ENRhy5CIXVXfohBrg6N3vZw86MAoL2J-wEVqeSceUX52LRdHstbixE52Ez_sjpM9iP4Dv3W7R99FngWlNCwUu-HmGUi8AR17_uHL8GGqM-Rm5QEoMrCBdgL83u_gMO3_ZU8QKJJ3ySnPaNOGpJYpYHGbCgw4mhptK7hd_-3qK26ATBIkCs9A/s1200/AdobeStock_254006997.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="801" data-original-width="1200" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiROElQ-ENRhy5CIXVXfohBrg6N3vZw86MAoL2J-wEVqeSceUX52LRdHstbixE52Ez_sjpM9iP4Dv3W7R99FngWlNCwUu-HmGUi8AR17_uHL8GGqM-Rm5QEoMrCBdgL83u_gMO3_ZU8QKJJ3ySnPaNOGpJYpYHGbCgw4mhptK7hd_-3qK26ATBIkCs9A/w400-h268/AdobeStock_254006997.webp" width="400" /></a></div> <p> </p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Os meus, os seus e os nossos, foram fazer morada</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Na casa de flores, vastos jardins e frutos do Pai</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Um cobertor estendido de algodão</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Onde não tem o inevitável tropeçar do caminhar</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i> </i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>A quimera adorna o que dentro há<br /></i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Sentindo o remanso da voz</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Pétalas brancas regadas pela chuva fina teimando em cair</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Um solo escorregadio e um tanto vazio</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i> <br /></i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>A conjugação do verbo ter</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Repousará na via infinda do amor</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Por onde o teu corpo passar</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Onde existirá nascimento e aprendizado</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Uma luz cravejada de saudade</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Desta pertença um dia se encontrar. </i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Todos os direitos reservados e protegidos por Lei</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Imagens: Internet.<br /></i></span></span></span></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i> </i></span></span></span></p><p></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6GFghqCtraVcxSAtKN66EKh_XuIbDA5RfKaYM8yFXlKpNci1HyDPNl0gfzIButdndS_WvHv5tzeCg-5tib77Xqm3mBSGU0097qk_WCsPIw-IOatoPSZ6eP_blSgx6hzZz8qAFNRDvn6r_XuDdEFbbk9gZPZAg2w4JsUY3exy0a-LCL0JSJv5hQog4g/s1024/1%20fam.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="768" data-original-width="1024" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgq6GFghqCtraVcxSAtKN66EKh_XuIbDA5RfKaYM8yFXlKpNci1HyDPNl0gfzIButdndS_WvHv5tzeCg-5tib77Xqm3mBSGU0097qk_WCsPIw-IOatoPSZ6eP_blSgx6hzZz8qAFNRDvn6r_XuDdEFbbk9gZPZAg2w4JsUY3exy0a-LCL0JSJv5hQog4g/w340-h400/1%20fam.jpg" width="340" /></a></div><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>A todos os meus amados que se foram.</i></span></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #2b00fe;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Um dia estaremos todos juntos. <br /></i></span></span></span></p><p></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-65331462523798009422022-05-20T19:36:00.000-07:002022-05-20T19:36:06.335-07:00Somente de SI By Patrícia Pinna<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5s_Uh8n-afwBaZSakTPdt_7LOrPrgpVsl6DUPrOuRJci3LnBHg-w2Ki1x3RMb8YK7KuLD_Td-uzYnSlibqn8oDzx1ZR2ZcLwUNlQeTr1b8i5Juh-uRcKMVXIUHxX41Jm8T9i8VO1CN8Z2s0kmbdO7TtTm9CQt5i1Ui2ZPB-OxgZQ2K3q223by3oVcWQ/s1000/Hd62bf983f6544859841efe8e97c702aeQ.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="1000" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5s_Uh8n-afwBaZSakTPdt_7LOrPrgpVsl6DUPrOuRJci3LnBHg-w2Ki1x3RMb8YK7KuLD_Td-uzYnSlibqn8oDzx1ZR2ZcLwUNlQeTr1b8i5Juh-uRcKMVXIUHxX41Jm8T9i8VO1CN8Z2s0kmbdO7TtTm9CQt5i1Ui2ZPB-OxgZQ2K3q223by3oVcWQ/w270-h400/Hd62bf983f6544859841efe8e97c702aeQ.jpg" width="270" /></a><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i> Ante a visão de um quadro frágil </i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>De pintura desbotada</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Pega-se uma nova moldura e um pincel</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Colorindo formas inusitadas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>A gota vem de si, um sentir absoluto</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Um sopro, uma respiração</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Uma emoção divina</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sintonia quase simbiótica</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Mas vem parindo a dor</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Da transformação equilibrada</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>E a pintura surgindo vai</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Virando vida a ser descoberta</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>O engatinhar e seu futuro andar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sem a pressa insana da ansiedade </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Ferindo em sangue e cicatrizes.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #741b47; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /></div><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Há uma tristeza nos arredores dos Céus onde vagam as estrelas</i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Luas ofuscadas envoltas num fino véu</i></span></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sem o poder de</span></i><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"> </i><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">abrilhantar as horas tão repetitivas</span></i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Uma Primavera às avessas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">As dores são pedras sem forma</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Com a aspereza manifestando fraquezas</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Um desespero de labirinto gigantesco</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">A se avolumar na primeira hora</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Há um olhar tão a esmo dando dó</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Um descaminho de décadas e incertos dias</span></i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sem nada compreender tal destino e seu porquê</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Querendo vivenciar o amor escondido </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>O que jamais chegara e tampouco provara</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Quiçá venha um vendaval interior</span></i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Varrendo os infortúnios de uma alma</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Solitária sem querer ser </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Grande fardo covarde de carregar.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><i style="color: #2b00fe; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">(Todos os direitos autorais reservados por Lei).</span></i></p><p><span style="color: #2b00fe; 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text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00fe; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Emoldurado seus cabelos de fios finos negros</i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sob as águas das suas levezas e tempestades profundas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Emerge com sorriso benevolente e sente ser abençoada</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Mulher de fala suave, olhos amendoados e cristais na boca</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: georgia;"><i>Vive o romantismo</i></span><i style="font-family: georgia;"> em abraço infinito</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"><i style="font-family: georgia;"> Iluminado p</i><i style="font-family: georgia;">ela b</i><i style="font-family: georgia;">eleza da paisagem bucólica</i></span></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"> Entre flores matinais e aromas sem igual</span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Uma leve poesia de cores claras aponta o sinal</span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #4c1130;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Mulher-criança</span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Criança-mulher</span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Constrói sonhos</span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;">Sonha criando</span></i></p><p><i style="font-family: georgia;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia;">Ama na entrega pura das sementes a florescer</span></span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia;">Esperando o tempo de nascer o seu fruto </span></span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia;">Saciando a fome de um ninho que lhe seja acolhedor</span></span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></i></p><p><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia;"><br /></span></span></i></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Direitos autorais reservados protegidos por Lei<br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #4c1130; 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text-align: center;"><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Poema criado em homenage a amiga e poeta, Nanda Olliveh.</span></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><p></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com23tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-51213883887724942932021-09-12T15:51:00.002-07:002021-09-12T16:19:01.731-07:00Céu By Patrícia Pinna<p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIazF6c929SWzqNE9y-ZOcZxFZ8StZJMHxmPD1B5zr76X1rvyZc4LrMywNNFF1FQVFQut-h5nZwaQWnQRdB-w2HWn5MxuC-iJ3_eKPyECO7aF4rJtmMTNJcz3yFAF7k5OooDYtD1Uzuou/s600/almaS.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="450" data-original-width="600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHIazF6c929SWzqNE9y-ZOcZxFZ8StZJMHxmPD1B5zr76X1rvyZc4LrMywNNFF1FQVFQut-h5nZwaQWnQRdB-w2HWn5MxuC-iJ3_eKPyECO7aF4rJtmMTNJcz3yFAF7k5OooDYtD1Uzuou/w400-h300/almaS.webp" width="400" /></a></i></span></div><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Haverá um Céu florido de sorrisos</i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Muitas almas encontrando a paz</i></span></p><p><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Olhos de vida fitando as alegrias insondáveis</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">De um plano superior tão simples, estelar e lunar</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">As canções levantando os pés dos caídos, doentes</span></i></p><p><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Dos crédulos, daqueles que vertem suas muitas águas</span></i></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia;">Um regozijo do Espírito vindo em </span></i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia;"><i>comunhão</i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia;"><i>Unindo as mãos em oração reconciliatória</i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia;"><i><br /></i></span></span></p><p><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia;"><i>Onde o clamor dos miseráveis, torturadores de si mesmos</i></span></span></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Na agonia mais feroz dos algozes, d</span></i><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">as cobranças e da solidão </span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Será ouvido, s</span></i><span style="color: #274e13; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>em questionar </i></span><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"> o enredo</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Da sua condição humana de medo.</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Esse é o Céu, Lá e aqui, dentro de si.<br /></span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Todos os direitos autorais reservados e protegidos por Lei</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #274e13;"><span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: large;">Imagens: Internet.</span></i></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlL5e0EybW6rclhBMZWGB-A-g2Zjgl3EDwdSILB_Oat3RXULZz7FAq9xfe2pGEbx2_gWi1bnj8PjLZ55-QRqCtw35CHdBX5mjsDe2MEdIRLY86zg58Sy4AUtdbjwp3HAngJ4VLeAcvl5sS/s470/602750pw32pqjadj.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="470" data-original-width="458" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlL5e0EybW6rclhBMZWGB-A-g2Zjgl3EDwdSILB_Oat3RXULZz7FAq9xfe2pGEbx2_gWi1bnj8PjLZ55-QRqCtw35CHdBX5mjsDe2MEdIRLY86zg58Sy4AUtdbjwp3HAngJ4VLeAcvl5sS/w390-h400/602750pw32pqjadj.webp" width="390" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-62604040033860679522021-09-02T18:30:00.000-07:002021-09-02T18:30:57.742-07:00Dons By Parícia Pinna<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3hn_dua8VSvq5Aihze4iUembXW10UkUMN9b94vXZ8S5YZkJmeug5ziGryKR-OHV5ixeGdGQPsoJSzFAdoBcqOj4-a0m-fPPynX5y3xsaA9gzr6fSRvcE5hU_Ho_hOAk3bIn662BuOKD4N/s800/56f08801b936b1a1c06f8ce589e7eacf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="445" data-original-width="800" height="355" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3hn_dua8VSvq5Aihze4iUembXW10UkUMN9b94vXZ8S5YZkJmeug5ziGryKR-OHV5ixeGdGQPsoJSzFAdoBcqOj4-a0m-fPPynX5y3xsaA9gzr6fSRvcE5hU_Ho_hOAk3bIn662BuOKD4N/w320-h355/56f08801b936b1a1c06f8ce589e7eacf.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <p></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Quisera ter o dom da cura</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Curar o mundo dos seus ódios, das suas doenças</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Dos sangramentos espalhados em várias línguas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Quisera eu me curar de quem sou</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>E transpor os muros da minha paralisia</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Ensaiar a felicidade da vida, cada cena, um sorriso farto</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Ondas de energia em alta, marés entrelaçadas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Na colorimetria e sintonia</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Quisera ter o dom da visão</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Expandir o terceiro olho, abrindo o chacra do coração</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Ouvir os sussurros vindo de cortinas gregas e o crepitar do fogo </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Tatear travessamente as teias transeuntes tácitas</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Beber do líquido da taça dos mistérios do paladar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>E não identificar o sabor do gole</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Cheirar a erva na relva, suavizar os poros, inspirar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Ressignificar a beleza da funcionalidade dos pulmões</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Todos os direitos autorais protegidos por Lei.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Imagem: Internet<br /> </i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYrJtCHvaR3qOE3RT6PFvtOy-Zxh2S37p4Edi6nXdbejnTyuRBtFttZTNeVLXgGeJ79TB5vPjjfBi8DPV8iZ62YNkbyuakIu0ki_qECvavIR_nWF_1kg_e3u4yMZkOozYASGHBI6z1hj2E/s640/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Chegara o entardecer sem a pressa dos mortais</i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Chegara de muito longe, uma viagem de nobreza</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Pobreza, ora pai, ora irmão, inflando os seus portais</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Das raras essências que compõem o vaso da infusão</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>O sopro da vida em leveza, grata ventura colorida</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i> </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Chegara como amante, contemplativo, fruto maduro</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>De um plantio esperançoso num olhar de prece</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Tece agora as formas mais puras do deslumbramento</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Desfazendo o quebranto, um chão, uma razão</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Construindo a emoção já não fria, sorria</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Levantara com pés dançantes e flutuantes</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Leveza do presente envolvente em poesia</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Cada gota de sangue corrente na veia </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Vivificando a origem da vida em toques iniciantes<br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Continue em passos lentos, plenitude etérea</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Até onde as repetições envolvem beleza séria</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Aquela onde voa nas plumagens cintilantes</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Em seu compasso crescente da brisa nua. </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Todos os direitos autorais protegidos por Lei</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Vídeo: You Tube </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #990000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Imagem: Internet</i></span></p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUhCcvvgMtv6dSctGaMbOHRJ1U8pCR8vnt8q5EhOMM9i9SeeaU5w_wAt399ILDtiLrlYb-vyIQ4uhyqQDiShQzl2AAtrs-3MYP-lv-cytQ1dXYyfcTMMUtmTIo0Q0XDSn99Ov3s6tXHoD/s400/brisa+e+vento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="267" data-original-width="400" height="214" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiUhCcvvgMtv6dSctGaMbOHRJ1U8pCR8vnt8q5EhOMM9i9SeeaU5w_wAt399ILDtiLrlYb-vyIQ4uhyqQDiShQzl2AAtrs-3MYP-lv-cytQ1dXYyfcTMMUtmTIo0Q0XDSn99Ov3s6tXHoD/s320/brisa+e+vento.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><p></p><p><br /></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-65738893478546163802021-08-14T18:15:00.001-07:002021-08-14T18:17:34.094-07:00Rastro By Patrícia Pinna<p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmzGlePFagEWi3lX0vDSHF1QMnLKGOwqCUs6ye1JoLSXp7FLX70h7B991FPWPs8drnJ5-MG2w-21iNKx6mQ4u7M0F9gtKkEmcths7glcxfH2t4xbrAhSkpMoB5zDyzRX0U3b7B1jHJMwM/s990/tormento-nivea-stelmann-elite-filmes_fixed_large.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="619" data-original-width="990" height="250" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmzGlePFagEWi3lX0vDSHF1QMnLKGOwqCUs6ye1JoLSXp7FLX70h7B991FPWPs8drnJ5-MG2w-21iNKx6mQ4u7M0F9gtKkEmcths7glcxfH2t4xbrAhSkpMoB5zDyzRX0U3b7B1jHJMwM/w400-h250/tormento-nivea-stelmann-elite-filmes_fixed_large.jpg" width="400" /></a></i></span></div><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Eis o rastro de um tempo sem cor, invernal</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sob a temperatura a quase zero grau</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Afinal, zumbe ao relento o som do vento </i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>E ruas choram gotas de pedra incolor</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Tormento aguçado em todas as vivências</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Emolduradas por uma síntese de intuições</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>A pele pede alento , um cobertor, mantimento</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sobreviver é seu dever mais urgente, um unguento</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sem mais pede uma uma oração, uma ação</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Uma alma bendita em caridade, sem o raso do que seja vazio</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Quisera um novo olhar, a demolição bestial , um lumiar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Recortar a folha ,onde ilustrada está, a faca fria da cegueira</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Pleitear por consciência humanizada sem teoria</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Uma magia de burburinho afortunado chegando por aí.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><br /><i><br /></i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_phMvpsV95tGlzfETtpC2xQk0GMA2mq4aw3juJ2IAKT-0tjUaq-RnnzRBqtsr4VEymKYANcyxmqG-DbKGmXeY3PE6i6-h1nAOrVEYJI-Z7M7mDHb33uypYnaRS8M-OTtuQ4WRpvZJisc/s930/A-chave-pela-consciencia.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="523" data-original-width="930" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgH_phMvpsV95tGlzfETtpC2xQk0GMA2mq4aw3juJ2IAKT-0tjUaq-RnnzRBqtsr4VEymKYANcyxmqG-DbKGmXeY3PE6i6-h1nAOrVEYJI-Z7M7mDHb33uypYnaRS8M-OTtuQ4WRpvZJisc/w400-h225/A-chave-pela-consciencia.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Direitos reservados por Lei.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Imagens: Internet.<br /><br /></i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-57408857570392095942021-07-30T21:46:00.001-07:002021-07-30T21:50:40.427-07:00A Nova Arte de Amar By Patrícia Pinna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNw7SRZZBSAGohmvZTGbV5NePLIKyxzuUXIGvD0Yvps6Y8h5dEhcKroqsdiXxsnQG9CPLrW0Ws6g2nVSfqkO86wbVlvsIr4a1f2GGKzXMDry_4Jdk9wGN5lwA8TS1T6zlSWl0mA0Jnn6h3/s648/mundo-interior-648x430.jpg" style="font-family: georgia; font-size: x-large; font-style: italic; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: center;"><img border="0" data-original-height="430" data-original-width="648" height="289" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNw7SRZZBSAGohmvZTGbV5NePLIKyxzuUXIGvD0Yvps6Y8h5dEhcKroqsdiXxsnQG9CPLrW0Ws6g2nVSfqkO86wbVlvsIr4a1f2GGKzXMDry_4Jdk9wGN5lwA8TS1T6zlSWl0mA0Jnn6h3/w400-h289/mundo-interior-648x430.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i></i></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></div><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Despertou para o mundo das emoções, conhecimentos</i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Percebera a necessidade de deixar a Lua sozinha</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Sem o seu clarear e estrear uma arte de a si amar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Investigar o seu interior desdobrando a raiz do tempo</i></span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Lento tal qual a semente esperando a sua colheita<br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Se regozijará com o toque suave de encontrar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>A alma de sentido pleno não mais a vagar</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>O lírio formoso embalsamar a sua tez como eleita</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Um alvorecer tão intenso e nem menos importante</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Do que a queda queixosa e eloquente</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Saber-se pluma, saber-se pedra</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>O amargor e a delícia do sabor.</i></span></p><p><br /></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHuKmJ9h-6Iqzvxi-9zGjl82On0xajpAaWvaW7AVs7nArNwZ_TCDIca8l40hLEUDFtmvTMDScAy5wHIM_sGoEuauUsCYla_qhv3Caai-3HOkkCbuS6Rweybp-BcstAwszSBdOOcD6LEqpH/s600/depositphotos_316691864-stock-photo-partial-view-muslim-woman-hijab.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="600" data-original-width="400" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHuKmJ9h-6Iqzvxi-9zGjl82On0xajpAaWvaW7AVs7nArNwZ_TCDIca8l40hLEUDFtmvTMDScAy5wHIM_sGoEuauUsCYla_qhv3Caai-3HOkkCbuS6Rweybp-BcstAwszSBdOOcD6LEqpH/w266-h400/depositphotos_316691864-stock-photo-partial-view-muslim-woman-hijab.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Todos os direitos reservados por lei.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #660000; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Imagem:Internet</i></span></p><p><br /></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-24854163697529552882021-07-15T17:36:00.009-07:002021-07-15T17:47:49.062-07:00Gesso By Patrícia Pinna<p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"></span></i></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHktsINjtkd25845yaN-O2rsMOAunetZ4g5IxLb_TqU2UV9vxgg5XErWxLyaXh9PFOQ05PUGx8o5xyKnFfMPe7lMSAMPhSdRTROhHba9dKgrnFSZxndZ6sFICxbhObNX__lfWfG1ahr62/s800/gesso.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="473" data-original-width="800" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqHktsINjtkd25845yaN-O2rsMOAunetZ4g5IxLb_TqU2UV9vxgg5XErWxLyaXh9PFOQ05PUGx8o5xyKnFfMPe7lMSAMPhSdRTROhHba9dKgrnFSZxndZ6sFICxbhObNX__lfWfG1ahr62/w400-h236/gesso.png" width="400" /></a></span></i></div><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">No lugar da pena tem um concreto</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Nas mãos, um gesso, uma atrofia, uma dor</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Quintal sem aroma de poesia, a mesmice do certo</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Os cacos vestidos de cinza traduzem solidão</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Vasta corrente de frio e inquietação</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">São ciclos visíveis e reais do outro lado, repetição</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ousar sorrir não é a solução no sombrio tempo de exclusão</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Sabes bem que a rima pobre vive em corrosão</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Em ais de desilusão e insatisfação, e então?</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Seja pagão ou cristão, sempre será o mesmo critério</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">Enquanto a absolvição não permitir repousar</span></i></p><p><i style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-size: large;">A nulidade será o canto morto e mais sério</span></i></p><p><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Falta de vida será o convite bem-vindo e estéril.</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span></p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim27rvugSqe5EFwUp_AP9qCVeDUQvqawucs6cHXT_pWMBJiMBteNBs9xBgujeXY3RvTwO5026bDxuo5dJsUQEnQh7AHepF5sXyKCDhSmKVaIlq6flqwB8s2C6PXATd-bojqgxdwG3qEt2m/s249/caco.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="249" data-original-width="202" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim27rvugSqe5EFwUp_AP9qCVeDUQvqawucs6cHXT_pWMBJiMBteNBs9xBgujeXY3RvTwO5026bDxuo5dJsUQEnQh7AHepF5sXyKCDhSmKVaIlq6flqwB8s2C6PXATd-bojqgxdwG3qEt2m/w250-h400/caco.jpg" width="250" /></a></div><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><p></p><p><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Imagens: Internet</i></span></p><p><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: georgia; font-size: large;"><i>Direitos autorais reservados por Lei</i></span></p>Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-39302074049957129322020-05-31T11:35:00.000-07:002020-05-31T11:35:26.957-07:00A Loucura da Entrega By Patrícia Pinna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Queda a face em vertentes transparentes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Foco nu em si mesmo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Um olhar que não quisera ter</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Veio a loucura vestir sua pele</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Repele a possível felicidade</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não acordou do seu estado</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>O qual ninguém compreenderia</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Achando o vegetativo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Uma banalidade</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quem entende os loucos de amor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Os que flagelam a ampulheta</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Fixam as pupilas e rodopiam</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Matam em vozes ferozes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Morrem na filosofia histérica</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Da obsessão pela depressão</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não há cores multifacetadas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>No seu mundo particular</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Enfeitam os cabelos de lágrimas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Como se fora a chuva</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Volumosa e charmosa</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Acasalando a nota desafinada</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não tem cura para o desamor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>E os loucos se entregam</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Numa sanidade única</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Respiram o ar que vem da ilusão</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #783f04; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Mesmo sentindo uma aura</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Calor castanho amendoado, sonhado</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Na vertigem do meu corpo embebido</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Em imagens afetivas num colo embriagado</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Pernas cruzadas,cabelo preso e beijado</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Gafieira, carmesim em tecido esvoaçante, alegria</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Figurada poesia cadenciada em novidades</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Letra e malemolência elevando a parceria</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Aroma gostoso no salão, todas as idades</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Romance na canção, no vento, veio de repente</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Liberdade impressa no verso da pele</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Só nós, unicidade de um amor experiente</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sedução fácil de entender, nada repele</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ao encontro, ao desejo, ao sorriso</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Faz a Lua um brinde sem taça, brilho intenso</i></span><br />
<i style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;">Circunferência bendita a qual</span></i><i style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: x-large;"> </i><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>pertenço</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Solta, musa do meu par envolvente e preciso!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>A parte obscura censura</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Os atos,que nos átrios</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Criam personagens enganadores</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>São felinos de porte altivo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>E ávidos por sangue</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>As pequenas presas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>São escolhidas e devoradas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Na estreita estrada da luz e escuridão</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quem grita?</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quem se importa?</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quem lida bem?</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ninguém</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span>
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>A marca vai além da derme</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Penetra, perfura, perturba</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Alma subordinada aos algozes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tão infelizes, cruéis e nocivos</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sem encontrar caminhos de fluídos brancos</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Só repouso em cinzas quentes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Queimando um naco de consciência</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Assombroso quadro pintado em cores mortas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sem reverberar hora alguma</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não há enleio, veraneio</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Só as correntes invisíveis</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Os levando aos torturadores da alma jaz perdida</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Compreendida pelo retorno sem dia certeiro</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Vem sorrateiro dando o bote</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #666666; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Mazelas irreversíveis, colheita</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Mas poetizar o intrínseco me apraz</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>A profundidade de versos mais densos</i></span><span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sou de muitas facetas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Mas a mulher que mora em mim</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Encontra endereço de profusão</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: georgia, times new roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Um amargor primário</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não é atração pela dor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>É a vivência do amor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Em sua atmosfera nebulosa e misteriosa</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>São nuances sensíveis</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>De uma personalidade</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Frágil e marcante</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Combinação especial</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Para os amantes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Um sonho apaixonado e apaixonante</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Oh, deuses regentes da inspiração</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Atendei ao nosso pedido</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Traga mais sabor ao fel dos versos sangrentos</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>E deixai voar nossas letras</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Por rios mansos de poesia.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Um olhar diferente,uma visão de águia, coração livre</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ora aprisionado, uma mulher e uma criança</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quem aparece mais no espelho dos seus dias?</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Questionamento de vida, o tempo como algoz ou aliado?</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não trança mais os cabelos</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ou alimenta sonhos imprudentes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Pega o seu escudo e armadura</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Vai para o combate e enfrenta o impasse</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Luta contra o tempo e a aceitação</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Da proximidade celestial</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>O sorriso não é largo, lhe pesam as marcas da vida</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>As angústias, a pele e a herança de décadas</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>O Jequitibá-rosa esbarra no viço</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Da semente em curva nova</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>E debruça seu olhar para o passado</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quando a glória do nascimento</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>E o verde das folhas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Enchia seus momentos de tenra esperança.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #b45f06; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>A beleza do amor enraizado, tragado</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Feito solo com sede, verdadeiro</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Enleio de anjo com veste dourada, ofusca a visão</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Aparição da felicidade envolta</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Em disfarces de atenção</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Aroma impregnado em sua tez</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Cortês recebimento do sândalo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ansiolítico natural,libertário</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Relaxante pouso de ancestrais</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Realeza perambulante pelas ruas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sem coroa ou manto cravejado de pedras preciosas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>O verde era a sua morada nua</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Despida de arrogância, alusão ao tempo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sintonia sem distância, gargalhadas de criança, paz</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Uma ode ao encontro surreal</i></span><span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i><br /></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Como fragmentos cristalizados em sua essência, forte</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Surgimento da aurora, tarda em ir embora</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>E, o espetáculo único, transfere o brilho sereno</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Para o encanto das estrelas </i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Numa concepção lentamente absorta em contemplação</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Musical, sideral e exponencial!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Uma inspiração a mais vinda do movimento astral</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Com um pouco de sal e tanto faz se aumentar </i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>a pressão arterial, elevação dos sentidos</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Regidos por um ébrio com equilíbrio, contradição</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quero o sabor que o meu paladar exigente espera</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Vigente forma de amar e cantar, dançar descalça</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Flutuar consciente da minha própria condição</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>E, feito areia quente sob os pés, envolver o colo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>de calor e autoestima</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sopre brisa, sopre besteiras</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Bem perto das minhas orelhas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Deixe os castanhos bem abertos</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>E dispersos por tua feitiçaria do bem</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ouvindo os sons claros da mata</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>E os mistérios do voo dos pássaros.</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #990000; font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span><br />
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<br />Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-89610834987612819062019-02-11T17:21:00.000-08:002019-02-11T17:21:21.799-08:00Tuas Carícias! By Patrícia Pinna<br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tuas carícias ficaram no passado sem demora</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Surpresas de um dia terem de ir embora</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sem a noção de que murchariam </i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>E, um belo dia, do seu ápice desceriam</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: medium;">Tuas carícias eram calorosas e envolventes</span></span></span></i><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Supriam toda a carência de um coração em dor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Toda a necessidade do corpo abrindo-se em flor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>E as descobertas do enleio do amor eram instigantes</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: medium;">Meu amor, perfume de flor, das orquídeas insinuantes</span></span></span></i><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>De aroma inconfundível , na minha pele fundindo-se</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Jardim que não habitas mais, uma vez que evadiu-se</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Partindo para outras experiências, quiçá, menos delirantes</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: purple; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: medium;">Um dia, meu jardim florescerá, outra flor acolherá</span></span></span></i><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Darei água, alimento, calor e amor</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Será a sobrevivência para a alma que se surpreenderá</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>Aos poucos, respeitará o tempo do seu nascimento</i></span><br />
<span style="color: purple; font-family: Georgia, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: large;"><i>E verás o belo surgimento sem qualquer arrependimento!</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Experiente em dores agudas , dependente de ar</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Agoniza em tempo presente, leito antigo de lembranças</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Cartomantes sorridentes a vender-lhe a sorte do destino </i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Nas vielas de risos escondidos, túmulo vivente</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Andarilho para a esquerda e direita, muitas veias</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Coube-lhe na mão pequena flor, um espinho e uma pétala</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Cactos e Jasmim, desertos e oásis, pesticida e incenso</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Obrigação e liberdade, longo e curto prazo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>O quadrado e a roda, o mínimo e o máximo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>O egoísmo e altruísmo, presentes do Universo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Verso e reverso do caminhante ingênuo, pleno</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ressoar de prata na escadaria mais alta</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Um deus de muitas verdades e pouca crença</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Invariável desejo de pertença sobre si mesmo</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>As mãos, os pés, sua veias finas, seu carmim</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #134f5c; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>E, assim, caminha mais uma vez, ao som da insensatez</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tentou diversas vezes rabiscar linhas</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Criar versos em sintonia com a paisagem da beleza</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Mas a realeza estava ao chão</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Suas roupas eram vestes inferiores, rasgavam-se à toa</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Muita linha para coser todo o tecido</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sofrido com a erosão inevitável do tempo</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sofria de desesperança, bebericava goles</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Finais de esperança, mordia em orgasmo sua pele aflita</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Quisera ser o voo mais alto de benevolência</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>A pureza dos olhares de amantes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>A eternidade em si</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>O abraço mais acolhedor e intimista, seu casulo</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Tentara, sofrera, quisera...</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Inflou seu ego como ao do imponente pavão</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Fantasiou uma solução</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Atirou suas penas como armas de proteção</i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Vestiu sua mente de vaidades</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Começara a crer nas verdades inexistentes</i></span><br />
<span style="color: #38761d; font-family: "georgia" , "times new roman" , serif; font-size: large;"><i>Procriou como fêmea, e deitou-se como criança</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Cabia-lhe no profundo pesar dos olhos</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>A visão desconhecida, alma clara, pólen</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Enleio de remanso, uma imaginação </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>vertiginosa, instrumental preenchido</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>por versos impressos de vida, ora falida</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Fecundo ventre amante do campo </i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>e seus silêncios crus, pinheiros musgos</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>poesia bucólica, a contemplação despida</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>na despedida, embargo na voz</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Regresso ciente do caminhar sem lua</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Canto de gaiola sem água, novo sentido</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Além da sua percepção intuitiva, mágoa</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>e um escudo invisível a lhe procurar</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>A pedra serviu-lhe de travesseiro</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Toda terra do fundo da cachoeira, de unguento</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>e, os animais de ouvintes, num monólogo</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>compreendido, bem mais do que se fossem humanos</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>e o fogo afastara de si os tropeços da escuridão</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Foi-se, então, forte, protegida e amada pelo não revelado</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>nesse tempo de reconstrução, nada é em vão!</i></span><br />
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<br />Patrícia Pinnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05155153442121683669noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74004645749606659.post-36397850018010569122018-09-02T11:03:00.000-07:002018-09-02T11:03:59.843-07:00 Altar Sem Razão By Patrícia Pinna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Eu não conhecia o verbo brigar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Colocava-te em um altar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>De flores perfumadas, admiradas</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Frescas, a irradiar muita luz</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Nada ofuscava a tua beleza, leveza de Céu</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Sequer em pensamento haveria um fel denso</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>A cobrir-te a calma, eu rezava a prece mais fiel</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Pasma, pus-me a ver a escuridão</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>A dissolução do verbo amar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Ou a ineficiência de sua conjugação</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>São tantas razões...</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Não eras Deus para estar em um altar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Amorteci tua queda quando caíste de lá</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Fiz-me protetora e sofredora ao te amparar</i></span><br />
<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Mas será que sabes o valor de se doar?</i></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif; font-size: large;"><i>Autoria: Patrícia Pinna</i></span><br />
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