tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52388596049917259562024-03-14T13:34:53.450+00:00Sentindo apenas...Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.comBlogger281125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-75567290965330834132013-09-11T23:47:00.003+01:002013-09-11T23:47:57.903+01:00:(((<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Apetece-me gritar!<br />
O ser humano é cada vez mais abominável nas suas acções!<br />
É mesquinho até à quinta casa!<br />
Cada vez mais me sinto fora deste mundo!<br />
Já não há principios!<br />
Temos pena!<br />
Não sou só porque acham que devo ser!<br />
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Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-11100408935338037732013-03-29T16:52:00.001+00:002013-03-29T16:52:06.040+00:00Momentos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"É exactamente disso que a vida é feita, de momentos.<br /> Momentos que temos que passar, sendo bons ou ruins,para o nosso próprio aprendizado.<br /> Nunca esquecendo do mais importante: Nada nessa vida é por acaso. <br /> Absolutamente nada. Por isso, temos que nos preocupar em fazer a nossa parte,<br /> da melhor forma possível.<br /> A vida nem sempre segue a nossa vontade,<br /> mas ela é perfeita naquilo que tem que ser."<span class="aut"> </span><br />
<span class="aut">Chico Xavier</span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-58869965491405071982013-03-25T21:51:00.001+00:002013-03-25T21:51:02.084+00:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="userContent">Diz o meu nome<br /> pronuncia-o<br /> como se as sílabas te queimassem os lábios<br /> sopra-o com suavidade<br /> para que o escuro apeteça<br /> para que se desatem os teus cabelos<br /><span class="text_exposed_show"> para que aconteça<br /> <br /> Porque eu cresço para ti<br /> sou eu dentro de ti<br /> que bebe a última gota<br /> e te conduzo a um lugar<br /> sem tempo nem contorno.<br /> <br /> Mia Couto</span></span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-30440296370152268682013-02-27T23:34:00.001+00:002013-02-27T23:34:14.730+00:00...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dos dias em que os vazios são espelhos dos sentimentos mais (pro)fundos!</div>
Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-40448274421124044892013-02-13T17:43:00.001+00:002013-02-13T17:43:05.726+00:00Quando...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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O calor das entranhas nos alcança os dedos!<br />
A falta de ar nos engole a respiração, e nos faz sufocar em desejos!<br />
Se fecham os olhos e a voz nos incendeia a alma!<br />
Desejamos perder a razão, o controlo!<br />
Tudo foi perdido num tempo de encantar!<br />
As razões já não têm lógica!<br />
Se perde o tino ao atravessar a estrada!<br />
Se abre os braços e se deseja alcançar o abismo! <br />
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... as entranham gritam!</div>
Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-20244083491194980622013-02-10T19:49:00.003+00:002013-02-10T19:49:30.906+00:00O mundo precisa de mais AMOR!<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="415" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WlVCcOvSuEU" width="550"></iframe>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-14039878912229685202013-01-31T00:16:00.001+00:002013-01-31T00:18:08.239+00:00<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="415" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Fr_-xItKlWI" width="520"></iframe>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-64391129190385821702013-01-13T22:56:00.001+00:002013-01-13T22:56:14.514+00:00<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/3rnxlW5TrBs" width="560"></iframe>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-46562284437989779572013-01-08T17:22:00.002+00:002013-01-08T17:22:18.058+00:00"Entre o Sono e o Sonho"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="userContent">Aceito sugestões de um poema meu para fazer parte da Antologia "Entre o Sono e o Sonho" que será publicada no dia da poesia em Março, para a qual fui convidada a pertencer, publicados aqui <a href="http://jm-justme.blogspot.pt/" rel="nofollow nofollow" target="_blank">http://jm-justme.blogspot.pt/</a>, podem remeter para o email, ou deixar em comentário.</span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-68323773420199067642013-01-01T23:50:00.001+00:002013-01-01T23:50:26.324+00:00Feelings...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A certeza de sentir quem sou...<br />
A certeza de saber o que desejo...<br />
A certeza de seguir para onde quero...<br />
A Certeza de sentir a paz dentro do peito...<br />
A certeza de VIVER!<br />
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... mantém-me a ESPERANÇA no brilho do olhar e no sorriso dos lábios que partilho!</div>
Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-36915564409712274882013-01-01T00:00:00.000+00:002013-01-01T00:00:08.760+00:00Bem vindo 2013!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Quero agradecer a todos pelo carinho, pelas palavras amigas que sempre me deixam aqui...<br />
Desejo a todos sem excepção um excelente ano, e que ele traga tudo o que cada um de vós desejar!Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-67327764172077372032012-12-27T21:25:00.002+00:002012-12-28T01:00:11.698+00:00Revisão...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Sei que neste último ano circulei muito menos por aqui... este foi um ano de muitas mudanças na minha vida, foi um ano de maior concentração em mim, e no que me faz feliz, de recompor os cacos partidos nos últimos dois anos. Jamais a jarra ficará igual ao que um dia foi, mas está de pé de novo. Foi um ano de voltar a andar de pé, de olhar para cima, de levantar, de voltar a sentir-me inteira, de novo EU... um ano com objectivos muito específicos, que foram concretizados, mais alguns que não estavam propriamente nos planos, mas que por arrasto também foram executados pelo caminho, agradeço a todos o carinho que sempre deixam por aqui. E que o novo ano traga coisas boas para todos, que seja de realizações pessoais concretizadas, de muitos sorrisos nos rosto, e alma leve!<br />
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Aos que conheci durante este ano, foi um prazer enorme deixar de ser apenas virtual! <br />
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Que venha 2013!Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-80848112238891561392012-12-21T15:38:00.002+00:002012-12-21T15:38:43.747+00:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="userContent">Que este Natal seja repleto de sorrisos nos lábios, brilho no olhar, amor no coração e paz na alma!</span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-87041777452410897492012-12-10T17:35:00.003+00:002012-12-10T17:36:36.923+00:00Vazios...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Na palma da mão semeio escadas, planto caminhos, escondo medos...<br />
Na palma da mão guardo os sonhos que o olhar vago deixa ficar no horizonte...<br />
Na palma da mão enlaço-te a alma, frágil e doce...<br />
Na palma da mão escrevo canções de ninar, nos mimos que dou a receber...<br />
Na palma da mão, agarro as correntes que me prendem aqui...Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-73664832198249599882012-12-07T22:44:00.003+00:002012-12-08T13:44:08.696+00:00<iframe allowfullscreen="allowfullscreen" frameborder="0" height="400" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/d5r3s02w2Cg" width="450"></iframe>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-67682483958367051852012-12-04T18:59:00.001+00:002012-12-08T13:44:14.943+00:00Momentos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">Às vezes a vida toca nas lágrimas de uma forma desconhecida...<br /> Às vezes as emoções moram lá no fundo... e de repente sobem de forma vertiginosa! <br /> Às vezes olhamos e o que parecia afinal nem era, e é tão diferente...<br /> Às vezes queremos abarcar o mundo, mas é impossível de se fazer!<br />
Às vezes nos locais mais impróprios regressa-se ao passado,</span></span><br />
<span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">e refaz-se
por palavras o que já não pode ser alterado,</span></span><br />
<span class="fbPhotosPhotoCaption" id="fbPhotoSnowliftCaption" tabindex="0"><span class="hasCaption">reforçando laços que antes
nem pareciam existir...</span></span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-12117901808281900232012-12-01T10:00:00.000+00:002012-12-08T13:44:24.782+00:00Fim de semana cheio...<div style="text-align: center;">
Dedicado ao voluntariado... é favor contribuir!</div>
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E podem apagar umas velinhas comigo... uma fatia de bolo, e um copo de champanhe!<br />
Parabéns a mim!<br />
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<span class="userContent">E às vezes soltam-se das entranhas suspiros retidos na alma...<br /> Lágrimas que se desprendem do ventre fértil do vazio...</span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-41367588862335831042012-11-26T17:06:00.002+00:002012-12-08T13:44:39.974+00:00Sentimentos nostálgicos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="userContent">E o vento frio de outono, bate e arranha na alma...<br /> E o vento frio, sopra dentro do peito...<br /> E o vento frio, seca a lágrima perdida de dentro do olhar distante...<br /> E o vento frio, congela o sentimento perdido...<br /> E o vento frio, faz silêncio nas horas que o mundo grita...<br /> O vento frio passa, e lembra, que a vida é só uma... e não espera!</span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-18195978777027520362012-11-15T19:54:00.000+00:002012-11-15T19:54:00.721+00:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span class="userContent">O tempo passa, e jamais volta... os momentos
são singulares, iguais a si mesmos, irrepetíveis, marcam o tempo no
tempo passado, e deles apenas sobra a lembrança de terem sido, no seu
máximo vividos!</span>Moihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-46245051658567774292012-11-14T17:29:00.002+00:002012-11-14T17:29:45.922+00:00Somos a primeira pessoa do plural...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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"Repito para mim próprio: estamos tão perto uns dos outros. Não há nenhum
motivo para acreditarmos que ganhamos se os outros perderem. Os outros
não são outros porque levam muito daquilo que nos pertence e que só pode
existir sendo levado por eles. Eles definem-nos tanto quanto nós os
definimos a eles. Eles são nós. Eles somos nós. Se tivermos essa
consciência, podemos usar todo o seu tamanho. Mesmo que pudéssemos
existir sozinhos, de olhos fechados, com os ouvidos tapados, seríamos já
bastante grandes, mas existe algo muito maior do que nós. Fazemos parte
dessa imensidão. Somos essa imensidão que, vista daqui, parece
infinita."<br />
José Luís PeixotoMoihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03062928577343410237noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5238859604991725956.post-61307242091073922992012-11-06T00:02:00.000+00:002012-12-08T13:44:53.247+00:00Time to free my soul again...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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