tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29593717091056123502024-02-06T23:52:58.531-08:00Semeador de PoesiasJL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.comBlogger477125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-82020406632188980342012-01-29T11:33:00.000-08:002012-01-29T11:33:43.947-08:00PARA UMA ROSA DA RUA DR. SATAMINI<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">A rosa branca, empoeirada,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">resiste à rua, que a ameaça,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">por detrás da grade imunda</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">que a protege de quem passa.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Triste flor condenada</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">a viver sem condições</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">ainda em vida sepultada</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">em um mar de CO². . .</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Se gente,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">a flor,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">em agonia,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">tossiria:</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">cof, cof, cof. . .</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Talvez,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">feito um tomate,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">envolto em sentimento</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">de terror,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">se esborracharia:</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">PLOFT !!</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- por JL Semeador, dia desses de novembro/2011, indo de 409, da Lapa para a Pça. Saens Peña –</span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-33798042782429510202012-01-29T11:28:00.000-08:002012-01-29T11:28:15.159-08:00RECEITA SIMPLIFICADA DE RABANADA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Colha tonelada e meia de cana-de-açúcar</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">E produza você mesmo</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Um caminhão de açúcar-mascavo.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">A canela, importe da Índia,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">A casca de umas três ou quatro árvores</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Com mais de duzentos anos.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Seiscentos ovos orgânicos</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">De seiscentas galinhas caipiras</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Pintadas de preto e branco,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Mande trazer do interior do Piauí.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Misture todos os ingredientes</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Em uma cumbuca marajoarara</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">De uma extinta tribo de canibais amazônica.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Frite em azeite persa extra-virgem fumegante,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Em forno à lenha medieval,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Na área de serviço de seu apartamento,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Sem se incomodar com os protestos dos vizinhos</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Ou uma eventual aparição do corpo de bombeiros.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Pronto, daí a um breve instante,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Como num passe de mágica,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Terás a melhor rabanada de natal.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">É comer e não passar mal. . .</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- pelo Chef Josephe-Louis, na Lapá, em 15/12/2011 -</span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-91459309409025096872012-01-29T11:23:00.000-08:002012-01-29T11:28:32.394-08:00A MORENA DE BRANCO E PRETO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">A morena de branco e preto</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Não me passou em branco</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Me dando um tremendo branco</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Que enxerguei tudo preto.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- por JL Semeador, na manhã de 09/11/2011, andando de trem da central -</span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-56536714549790251452012-01-29T11:14:00.000-08:002012-01-29T11:14:36.674-08:00O DOIDO E EU<span style="background-color: white; color: #990000; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">O doido passou por mim</span><br />
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<br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-91569822833317194402012-01-29T11:06:00.000-08:002012-01-29T11:08:19.892-08:00RAÍZES AÉREAS<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Sou um cara fiel às minhas raízes, só que, feito as orquídeas, minhas raízes são aéreas.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- por JL Semeador, na Lapa, em 09/01/2012 -</span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-46447528554165400012012-01-29T10:57:00.001-08:002012-01-29T11:08:30.912-08:00O AMOR É SENTIMENTO DIVINO<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">O amor é sentimento divino que une almas para além do banal, transcendendo a razão e a matéria.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- por JL Semeador, na Lapa, lugar de grandes e imorredouros amores -</span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-67176171820772636462012-01-29T10:55:00.000-08:002012-01-29T10:55:32.309-08:00INFLUXO DE MAGIA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Morte, vida, partir ou chegar</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Um poeta já declarou firmemente</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Fazem parte de um mesmo lugar</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Onde passará toda gente</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Dependendo o final da caminhada</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Do amor que pela vida semeamos</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">De nosso diálogo sincero com a vida</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">De nossas respostas aos acenos de Deus.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- por JL Semeador e Denise Pires -</span></b></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-64232158850498481082012-01-29T10:50:00.000-08:002012-01-29T10:50:39.650-08:00MOÇA DA ROSA AMARELA ou Falsete Para Uma Catita<br />
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<span style="color: #990000;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">A Rosa, muito escandalosa,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">saiu pela noite afora,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">livre, mente solta, fogosa,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">tão catita, tão esperta,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">não mais temia os açoites.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Enfim, mulher e plena;</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">da vida, apenas, queria tudo!</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Nada que não a fizesse serena.</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">Moça garbosa e leve,</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">seu verso gritava ao mundo:</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;">- mexer comigo, quem se atreve?</span><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><br style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px; text-align: left;" /><span style="background-color: white; 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<span style="color: #990000;"><b>A</b>mor divino que me<br /><b>P</b>rotege de todo o mal;<br /><b>A</b>bençoa-me nesse teu dia,<br /><b>R</b>ecebe-me em teu seio,<br /><b>E</b>nvolve-me no teu carinho e indica-me o<br /><b>C</b>aminho, para que meus passos,<br /><b>I</b>ndecisos, às vezes,<br /><b>D</b>escubram a desejada felicidade,<br /><b>A</b>dorável Mãe da Humanidade.<br /><br />- por JL Semeador, em 12/10/2011, em homenagem à Maria Santíssima –</span></div>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-59005038234402595532011-10-23T09:45:00.000-07:002011-10-23T09:45:47.558-07:00A VIDA É BELA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;">A vida vadia<br />vaga vazia<br />dentro da pia<br />vazando a melancolia.<br /><br />A vida oca<br />de duração tão pouca<br />pinga incessante da bica<br />água que rápido seca.<br /><br />A vida, que é susto<br />ao revelar o tempo justo<br />nos remete ao que é certo<br />doloroso momento.<br /><br />A vida é um balão<br />irresistível arrastão<br />que tudo nos arranca da mão<br />às vezes, dardo fincado no coração.<br /><br />A vida é demasiadamente bela<br />espetáculo que assisto da janela<br />ultra brilhante estrela<br />que pelo espaço rola. . .</span><br />- por JL Semeador, na UFRJ, em 18/10/2011 -</b></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-62394504021549839102011-10-15T10:26:00.000-07:002011-10-15T10:26:38.901-07:00CRISTO REDENTOR<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUhQsOPjbQTHn1WvDbOm_5mWjBo0cBRWEkI3fZxs5l5jMFPCBzq3v3sAVNsKK9t4SMPXRUDRjoS9Sz_tSs5R7-_l9wchDIR-fUTkKE1mx3GMz3B6pC92hOWNDpsqnvvamrW2cZIalOIpy/s1600/BXK20242_cristo-redentor-_-rj800.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUhQsOPjbQTHn1WvDbOm_5mWjBo0cBRWEkI3fZxs5l5jMFPCBzq3v3sAVNsKK9t4SMPXRUDRjoS9Sz_tSs5R7-_l9wchDIR-fUTkKE1mx3GMz3B6pC92hOWNDpsqnvvamrW2cZIalOIpy/s320/BXK20242_cristo-redentor-_-rj800.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Cidade assim tão bonita,<br />
Raramente se encontrará,<br />
Insisto em dizer.<br />
Sentimento, que nasce<br />
Toda vez que ergo<br />
Os olhos ao céu e vejo o Cristo<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Redentor,<br />
Esculpido em pedra-sabão,<br />
De braços abertos,<br />
Esparramando bençãos sobre o Rio.<br />
Nada mais, então, importa.<br />
Tanto amor é a medida certa.<br />
Ouço música no ar, respiro felicidade, sorrio,<br />
Renascido na Tua Paz.<br />
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- por JL Semeador, feliz por ser carioca, circulando pela cidade, poema escrito na mão, na manhã de 12/10/11, data do aniversário de 80 anos de inauguração da Estátua do Cristo Redentor -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-57841929401796816852011-10-15T10:01:00.000-07:002011-10-15T10:01:07.287-07:00PRIMAVERA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2f-wYhlnUd_B9k7BL3LTv4aMaWkGSSXXvYTD6r84-FuVSH1HCb4oi536MbRjfH7ZMmoLpUWTxBoLQrv7nArEYbw2vrHdhgJ0wSJGudVU1f9gg-t9UyG7G11n43cBj5L3T2LSoRJxkeH_W/s1600/flores-alfr.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2f-wYhlnUd_B9k7BL3LTv4aMaWkGSSXXvYTD6r84-FuVSH1HCb4oi536MbRjfH7ZMmoLpUWTxBoLQrv7nArEYbw2vrHdhgJ0wSJGudVU1f9gg-t9UyG7G11n43cBj5L3T2LSoRJxkeH_W/s320/flores-alfr.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>P enso<br />
R imo<br />
I nvento<br />
M as, não mudo o rumo dos fatos.<br />
A vida<br />
V em e se impõe<br />
E spalhando ordem e beleza:<br />
R ara e infinita perfeição<br />
A marcar o fluir do tempo.<br />
<br />
- por JL Semeador, em 23/09/2011, na Lapa, onde é sempre primavera, basta não chover </b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-68504479192538512562011-10-15T09:58:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:58:17.833-07:00DESEJO<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b></b></span></span><br />
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S into tuas mãos<br />
E m mim pousadas.<br />
J á não mais sonho:<br />
O rgasmo !!</div><div class="aut" style="font-size: 12px; font-style: normal;">jlsantos</div></b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-69619149182654575892011-10-15T09:44:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:45:55.063-07:00TEU MEDO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKXJpQqWJtABEiR3ZuZRBK9aDzl-HD8ARGV1lNRcaKB3UAB3PbgB31A1JNHAGzMWUAQf9HcO7Jg2E891ZU5IDpgnhWL_R9r__Q5rclwbXD2QsFews8WFwAbYHdugALlqOtUVpeC9jHoL3/s1600/medo-denovo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeKXJpQqWJtABEiR3ZuZRBK9aDzl-HD8ARGV1lNRcaKB3UAB3PbgB31A1JNHAGzMWUAQf9HcO7Jg2E891ZU5IDpgnhWL_R9r__Q5rclwbXD2QsFews8WFwAbYHdugALlqOtUVpeC9jHoL3/s320/medo-denovo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Um poema que fala do medo, esse nosso sentimento tão presente, mas que, na maior parte das vezes, fazemos questão de ignorar:<br />
<br />
<br />
O teu medo é conhecido<br />
Velho e insidioso enredo<br />
Que se enreda<br />
Em tua vida<br />
Não sendo nenhum segredo<br />
Que se tornou o teu credo<br />
Sutilmente revestindo<br />
Cada palavra por ti pronunciada.<br />
<br />
O teu medo conta histórias<br />
Inventa desculpas<br />
Consome-se em culpas<br />
Desdenha compromissos<br />
Teme a opressão de relógios<br />
Vivendo à cata de elogios baratos<br />
E de ilusórias recompensas<br />
Que mal concedidas escorrem pelos ralos.<br />
<br />
O teu medo é poderoso<br />
Ditador perverso e soberano<br />
Da tua frágil vontade<br />
Razão de seres apenas metade<br />
Fonte de todo o teu engano<br />
Passagem de nível para o outro lado<br />
Onde tentas em vão mostrar o teu melhor lado<br />
Até que morras triste e sozinho num fim de tarde.<br />
<br />
- por JL Semeador, em 11/10/2011, na Caixa Cultural – RJ, diante de quadros do pintor colombiano Botero, que expressavam o medo</b> </span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-84707900736875937482011-10-15T09:41:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:41:39.082-07:00O HOMEM PERFEITO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0XO00GtZVz5FZDGjb8xuiXnKbQRAVjAhmP7SngBgH7cqVvKY31t_XLBpc0Kj-UblErCUK81hoXBmW3VBMeQjnj94w_DmgqCFikiSYAjrIdhnzfQxwWHRSSro3gogMKAyPXWQf3liqiTHe/s1600/1-o-que-afinal-e-ser-normal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0XO00GtZVz5FZDGjb8xuiXnKbQRAVjAhmP7SngBgH7cqVvKY31t_XLBpc0Kj-UblErCUK81hoXBmW3VBMeQjnj94w_DmgqCFikiSYAjrIdhnzfQxwWHRSSro3gogMKAyPXWQf3liqiTHe/s320/1-o-que-afinal-e-ser-normal.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;">Ela queria um homem perfeito<br />
Friamente, traçado a esquadro<br />
Parecido com um ângulo reto<br />
Exato, como dois + dois = a quatro.<br />
<br />
Se curvo, no máximo, um círculo<br />
Jamais, a indefinição de uma elipse<br />
Que fosse sério e bom do miolo<br />
Impecável, após minuciosa análise.<br />
<br />
Depois de insana procura<br />
Eis que surge no horizonte<br />
Por detrás de nuvem escura<br />
<br />
O príncipe ansiosamente esperado<br />
Porém, passado o primeiro instante<br />
Descobriu que o homem era falsificado.<br />
<br />
- por JL Semeador, em 10/10/2011, no início de noite da Lapa, lugar de gente real –</span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-6673412294862271242011-10-15T09:31:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:31:57.126-07:00A ANGÚSTIA DO POETA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_dcEWOn9egCE-rD7EPc0GEQcJNB6gSuEZGsbrnTqjmFFhxYMWVCHnBbFVk5gW13aagKXPo-QhzJumthJT9gIz63ncGVxB3ojUrSYlwg-qoq9ozM49ZTNj5evaUp6plsP_c7zqlAOpVZry/s1600/homem-so-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="398" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_dcEWOn9egCE-rD7EPc0GEQcJNB6gSuEZGsbrnTqjmFFhxYMWVCHnBbFVk5gW13aagKXPo-QhzJumthJT9gIz63ncGVxB3ojUrSYlwg-qoq9ozM49ZTNj5evaUp6plsP_c7zqlAOpVZry/s400/homem-so-2.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>A angústia e a melancolia<br />
são sentimentos que rondam o poeta,<br />
- coração partido, como ferida exposta,<br />
visão distorcida de quem bebeu todas as doses –<br />
mas, sempre em busca do novo,<br />
em eterna ânsia pela vida:<br />
travessia, nem sempre suave,<br />
entre o efêmero e o eterno;<br />
destruição da matéria perecível<br />
que reveste todas as formas<br />
que julgamos ver;<br />
voz inaudível<br />
que permeia solidões e silêncios;<br />
sonhos que provocam despertares<br />
sufocados por obscuros desejos;<br />
- na alma – lucidez ensombrecida<br />
que se aferra ao corpo<br />
por milhares de imperceptíveis grilhões;<br />
visões entrevistas por fugidias janelas do tempo,<br />
para além das invisíveis linhas de aço<br />
que delimitam o árido campo do possível.<br />
<br />
- por aquele a quem, um dia, chamaram José Luiz, em 28/09/2011, na Lapa – ou será que foi antes, em outro lugar e tempo? –</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-50970040861314477442011-10-15T09:27:00.001-07:002011-10-15T09:27:58.059-07:00NA ESTRADA DE JACONÉ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYedDArrZ8E3f89mgq4N7RCxIUyOY9tO-oQpoayYwGG8VOOIHl6wxOO1Db6B1vNDbnDg95bxOdoPsRsJIshwR9k_PODctB_UHIT5utbWyVre8QENerjXqNXPBA_6fTRK15q0R9bXV5TFiU/s1600/01_MHG_jacone_josecarlosleitao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="204" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYedDArrZ8E3f89mgq4N7RCxIUyOY9tO-oQpoayYwGG8VOOIHl6wxOO1Db6B1vNDbnDg95bxOdoPsRsJIshwR9k_PODctB_UHIT5utbWyVre8QENerjXqNXPBA_6fTRK15q0R9bXV5TFiU/s320/01_MHG_jacone_josecarlosleitao.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>No início da viagem<br />
comprei um carrinho-de-mão<br />
e duas mariolas de minas,<br />
um pote de requeijão,<br />
um punhado de castanhas salgadas,<br />
mais duas ou três bobagens.<br />
<br />
Comi as castanhas,<br />
por salgadas,<br />
senti sede,<br />
senti medo,<br />
senti escurecer as vistas;<br />
quem joga todas as moedas,<br />
numa única cartada,<br />
tarde ou cedo,<br />
tudo perde.<br />
<br />
Depois, na volta do passeio,<br />
voltei a sentir receio,<br />
uma dor desesperada,<br />
que me deu aqui no meio;<br />
e bem no meio da estrada,<br />
que conduz a Jaconé,<br />
me deitei chorando baixinho,<br />
por coisa que nem sei o que é,<br />
mas que me arrepiou inteirinho,<br />
do cabelo ao dedão do pé.<br />
<br />
Sai pra lá coisa danada,<br />
vade retro coisa ruim!<br />
Em mim<br />
não farás morada,<br />
vou tomar banho de jasmim,<br />
rezar terço e novena,<br />
te expulsar a chicotada,<br />
não quero essa triste sina<br />
de viver feito zumbi,<br />
zumbindo na madrugada,<br />
como se não fora daqui.<br />
<br />
E assim revigorado,<br />
de novo no corpo acordado,<br />
penso no teu sorriso,<br />
no teu ajeitar de cabelo,<br />
no beijo que me faz tanta falta,<br />
dentro do mundo paralelo<br />
que construímos com desvelo,<br />
longe das luzes da ribalta,<br />
no galho da árvore mais alta<br />
da Estrada de Jaconé.<br />
<br />
- por JL Semeador, em 1812/2010, na Estrada que liga a Lapa a Jaconé, viagem refeita na madrugada de 25/09/2011 -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-82000847329437401422011-10-15T09:24:00.000-07:002011-10-15T09:24:02.826-07:00CANÇÃO DA MANHÃ SEM VOCÊ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQnqJMitdcRghB3LspwsrEZpmNOgFpX9T4DQaosgsX8uo1KlTjJ3ICBKsd1F8zjCQxS6sfLHLsOLy2uozAeBxMNQZhxC9bEXHHIYzDipjQsQR9P4KGlDnHWC7ql8PkOOQ2pO-BZVDGL9z/s1600/59337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="257" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKQnqJMitdcRghB3LspwsrEZpmNOgFpX9T4DQaosgsX8uo1KlTjJ3ICBKsd1F8zjCQxS6sfLHLsOLy2uozAeBxMNQZhxC9bEXHHIYzDipjQsQR9P4KGlDnHWC7ql8PkOOQ2pO-BZVDGL9z/s320/59337.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Um poema do cotidiano,<br />
minha matéria-prima:<br />
inspiração sem engano,<br />
que, do belo, me aproxima.<br />
<br />
CANÇÃO DA MANHÃ - AINDA - SEM VOCÊ<br />
<br />
Mal se fez o dia,<br />
desperto!<br />
Assalta-me um quê de nostalgia,<br />
por você não estar por perto.<br />
<br />
O café com leite em pó<br />
aquece-me o corpo,<br />
que se sente imensamente só<br />
no desfiladeiro do tempo.<br />
<br />
Remédio é banho,<br />
terno e processos,<br />
para amenizar a ausência do teu carinho<br />
e sufocar meus ardentes desejos.<br />
<br />
- por JL Semeador, para a mais bela flor, na manhã de 24/08/2011, na Lapa, lugar de poesia, trabalho e amor -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-41533361502145804782011-10-15T07:11:00.000-07:002011-10-15T07:11:26.816-07:00A VIDA É ETERNO RECOMEÇO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMamz4EHEAvy7ux2Vc7tM1TVx5ApGaSfmWbr00jnxmrOljpwM45ma1gTjHzCBOD4NHHMqBfcHf_JYv-1fykyd9a3Kjta0NE9V5Zjl7G9SvbU3WxW_w1D7nUYiTr42eNTvYZaZHiZcKFlUB/s1600/vida.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMamz4EHEAvy7ux2Vc7tM1TVx5ApGaSfmWbr00jnxmrOljpwM45ma1gTjHzCBOD4NHHMqBfcHf_JYv-1fykyd9a3Kjta0NE9V5Zjl7G9SvbU3WxW_w1D7nUYiTr42eNTvYZaZHiZcKFlUB/s320/vida.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>A vida é eterno recomeço:<br />
seja nas manhãs que se repetem,<br />
nas horas que se renovam,<br />
nos anos que se amontoam impiedosos,<br />
no sol que sucede cada tempestade.<br />
- mesmo as mais destruidoras -,<br />
ou, ainda, após deixarmos o corpo<br />
pelo qual tanto apego nutrimos.<br />
<br />
Depois do fim,<br />
ou daquilo que nos parece ser o fim,<br />
a vida vem e nos surpreende,<br />
ávida de novas realizações e intentos,<br />
prenhe de esperança e vontade renovada,<br />
redefinindo as nossas opiniões prematuras<br />
de que se perdeu tudo,<br />
de que a vida, à partir de agora,<br />
não guarda mais nenhum sentido.<br />
<br />
Respeitáveis opiniões,<br />
mas que não encontram eco<br />
nas Leis do Criador,<br />
que as escreve<br />
não com a pena fria da lógica humana,<br />
mas, sim, com o Amor que Lhe transborda do coração.<br />
<br />
- por José Luiz de Sousa Santos, o JL Semeador, na Lapa, em tempos de refletir sobre a vida -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-33734283336467029382011-10-15T06:42:00.000-07:002011-10-15T06:42:48.691-07:00AMORES DE TODO TIPO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYrwQ-R-VWeVEdoAjFYD_C-X1XD_MHc8HTY86eGp0kax-e7QQc07jH21YKHhIeodVmoT34zXgRRBB2o7452XpCHMqs01HwOG3dvRNFAXCU0snTCMqaNib1S2l1912oIrgeeiFVuqkqZzfT/s1600/amores_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="226" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYrwQ-R-VWeVEdoAjFYD_C-X1XD_MHc8HTY86eGp0kax-e7QQc07jH21YKHhIeodVmoT34zXgRRBB2o7452XpCHMqs01HwOG3dvRNFAXCU0snTCMqaNib1S2l1912oIrgeeiFVuqkqZzfT/s320/amores_thumb%255B3%255D.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
</b></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Há amores de todo tipo,<br />
é só escolher<br />
o que melhor convier:<br />
<br />
Românticos: com direito a poemas,<br />
buquês e bom-bons;<br />
<br />
Sado-masoquistas: acompanha<br />
algemas, coleiras e chicotes;<br />
<br />
Amores bandidos: sempre,<br />
entre tapas e beijos,<br />
idas e vindas à delegacia;<br />
<br />
Amor burocrático: sexo, uma vez<br />
por semana, às quartas,<br />
depois da novela das nove;<br />
<br />
Amor moleque: dúvidas,<br />
surpresas e traquinagens;<br />
<br />
Amor aventureiro: nunca se entrega<br />
por inteiro, na ânsia por novas paragens;<br />
<br />
Amor água-morna: funciona até que apareça<br />
alguém, ocasião em que o caldo entorna;<br />
<br />
Amor vulcão: somente à espera<br />
de entrar em erupção;<br />
<br />
Finalmente, amor sem adjetivo:<br />
que chega e gruda na alma, feito adesivo,<br />
impossível de arrancar.<br />
<br />
- por José Luiz de Sousa Santos, o JL Semeador, na Lapa, lugar de ser feliz, em 03/08/2011 -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-57985294420541500052011-10-15T06:39:00.000-07:002011-10-15T06:39:33.670-07:00FELICIDADE: UM CAMINHO<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDnoQVPNJa_AGS14rGEtBt6-q3kNdEGZ45X5m5-ouSJCqrQQnX54C4-uWUfTMfF9v7mv_l68yHHZwnjkENalypFNFmO_HLXszNNWMtCE0xjgFxa94p8T5Yt6u8Al_qrkCY6nOaZxaghZ2/s1600/24675195IxTiFayRuK_ph.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFDnoQVPNJa_AGS14rGEtBt6-q3kNdEGZ45X5m5-ouSJCqrQQnX54C4-uWUfTMfF9v7mv_l68yHHZwnjkENalypFNFmO_HLXszNNWMtCE0xjgFxa94p8T5Yt6u8Al_qrkCY6nOaZxaghZ2/s320/24675195IxTiFayRuK_ph.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Felicidade é um caminho<br />
A se trilhar, devagarinho<br />
Até que um dia, de repente<br />
Ela surgirá à nossa frente<br />
<br />
Então, o viver far-se-á festa<br />
Não mais, sofrimento e agonia<br />
A mente, enfim, desperta<br />
Imersa em paz e harmonia<br />
<br />
E desse encantamento advindo<br />
Fruto da nova etapa alcançada<br />
Tudo, agora, risonho e lindo<br />
O que mais querer da vida. . .<br />
<br />
- por José Luiz de Sousa Santos, o JL Semeador, na Lapa, o mais bonito bairro da Cidade Maravilhosa -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-71384812009629502242011-10-15T06:23:00.000-07:002011-10-15T06:23:17.085-07:00POEMA PARA O CORPO DA AMADA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDglIW2c081YWDWUSy7CDWtFGB9tdPVsPd9Zg3PbeaBvmifN3rmiHxmedfpafLMLfP4vAeYjoQCnh1sg8zY6s1GIhydnhI58k6V3QMIpO93WR-x0nFIN7PCHWvX16NJJN_sOC9StSTUi0e/s1600/1244734438_carlos2bcarpier2b2bo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="281" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDglIW2c081YWDWUSy7CDWtFGB9tdPVsPd9Zg3PbeaBvmifN3rmiHxmedfpafLMLfP4vAeYjoQCnh1sg8zY6s1GIhydnhI58k6V3QMIpO93WR-x0nFIN7PCHWvX16NJJN_sOC9StSTUi0e/s320/1244734438_carlos2bcarpier2b2bo.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span></span><span></span><span></span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 22px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #660000;"><b>Teus dedos, ora teus dedos. . .<br />
São ternos e delicados,<br />
transmitido à minha pele<br />
o carinho doce e singelo<br />
que te brota do coração.<br />
<br />
Tuas mãos, ora tuas mãos. . .<br />
São asas de um passarinho,<br />
desses, mais raros,<br />
que me esvoaçam a alma,<br />
ofertando-me prazer e calma.<br />
<br />
Teus braços, ora teus braços. . .<br />
Que tão intensamente me abraçam,<br />
são o fio em que me enlaço,<br />
enquanto flutuo e me desfaço<br />
à luz que emana dos teus olhos.<br />
<br />
Teus olhos, ora teus olhos. . .<br />
São brasas acesas na noite,<br />
como olhos de Tigresa,<br />
atenta, à espreita da presa,<br />
para deliciar-se em seu corpo.<br />
<br />
Teu corpo, ora teu corpo. . .<br />
Teu corpo é o meu copo,<br />
onde me dessedento<br />
e me embriago com teu vinho<br />
que jorra de tua inesgotável fonte.<br />
<br />
Tua boca, ora tua boca. . .<br />
Abismo que me traga,<br />
quando, com voz rouca, gritas,<br />
(nunca, antes, tão desvairada e louca),<br />
Que, enfim, flor desabrochada, gozas.<br />
<br />
- por José Luiz de Sousa Santos, o JL Semeador de Poesias, na Lapa, que voltou a ser a Lapa -</b></span></span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-43262813069942817542011-07-23T08:52:00.000-07:002011-07-23T08:52:15.225-07:00INVERNO<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOD9W5NydQQpjlR4HzGwOcgWRCgqQvm20nyi0-kIbqfraxhHaLKVgZoVb3YRzWaSJesHRVKSO_0reNxZEh6Jswie0FtIIVYtXZNC9F7MvFOcybxbwLxTp4keUEA39kX-HrGd3X6BjYjZa/s1600/frio-interior.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="238" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyOD9W5NydQQpjlR4HzGwOcgWRCgqQvm20nyi0-kIbqfraxhHaLKVgZoVb3YRzWaSJesHRVKSO_0reNxZEh6Jswie0FtIIVYtXZNC9F7MvFOcybxbwLxTp4keUEA39kX-HrGd3X6BjYjZa/s320/frio-interior.jpg" t$="true" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<span style="color: #990000;"><strong>I</strong> ntrojeto-me.<br />
<strong>N</strong> uvens pesadas antecipam a noite.<br />
<strong>V</strong> ento sudoeste arrepia-me o rosto.<br />
<strong>E</strong> nfim, o frio insinua-se em mim.<br />
<strong>R</strong> etiro o cobertor do armário,<br />
<strong>N </strong>em quero sair com um tempo assim.<br />
<strong>O </strong>ar cinzento apagou o verde da paisagem.<br />
<br />
- por JL Semeador, em 22/06/2008 </span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2959371709105612350.post-79847891062292118682011-07-23T08:48:00.000-07:002011-07-23T08:48:31.436-07:00LE FOU (O LOUCO)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsKeDbipkb9oClCdar3AdCi2pt0zQe5Ts9RepvuuIhHTUigNtfKW2Y_napnJuUFd5O-UL3rQz_ilesVwJxy8KsdVHPY0LyYF8lN4EkYK8skYAxXWnikJNzL2BLFAsUpjEhmjFb0vrpXUL/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNsKeDbipkb9oClCdar3AdCi2pt0zQe5Ts9RepvuuIhHTUigNtfKW2Y_napnJuUFd5O-UL3rQz_ilesVwJxy8KsdVHPY0LyYF8lN4EkYK8skYAxXWnikJNzL2BLFAsUpjEhmjFb0vrpXUL/s320/untitled.bmp" t$="true" width="212" /></a></div><span style="color: #990000;"><strong>L </strong>á vai ele,<br />
<strong>E </strong>nvolto em seus delírios,<br />
<br />
<strong>F </strong>ugindo de inimigos invisíveis,<br />
<strong>O </strong>utro imaginando ser:<br />
<strong>U </strong>m dos muitos perdidos de si mesmo. . .<br />
<br />
- por José Luiz de Sousa Santos, o JL Semeador, em 30/06/2011, observando um andarilho de estrada -</span>JL Santoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05688696126854444002noreply@blogger.com0