<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250</id><updated>2012-01-31T05:00:01.395-02:00</updated><category term='aviso importante'/><category term='conto'/><category term='Video I'/><category term='reeditando...'/><category term='as malas'/><category term='poesia'/><category term='Meu tipo inesquecível'/><category term='Pensamentos meus apenas(Ed.Beto Brito)'/><category term='agradecimento'/><category term='Pintura em tela'/><category term='Dia de pensamentos'/><category term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><category term='Papo da semana'/><category term='Homenagem'/><category term='crônicas (vale a pena ler de novo)'/><category term='Dinastia das tias'/><category term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><category term='crônicas'/><category term='Ensinando a jogar xadrez'/><category term='Vamos comentar'/><category term='dia do amigo'/><category term='Inventando arte'/><category term='divulgação'/><category term='um papo'/><title type='text'>Fazendo Arte</title><subtitle type='html'>Este blog é destinado aos apreciadores da arte, aquela sem compromisso, aquela cujo único objetivo é expressar os sentimentos, seja na poesia, nas citações, nas histórias pitorescas ou até mesmo nas pinturas em tela, enfim nas próprias vivências...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EE1E0xE-A20/TyXYu0rrNLI/AAAAAAAAEiI/lclbwlzNUSs/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sim, a primeira linha! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Realmente, após mais &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;de quinze anos, enfim, a &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;primeira linha! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quem diria que, decorrido &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;o tempo suficiente &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;para uma jovem &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;se tornar menina moça, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eu voltaria a encontrar &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a minha musa ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E que encontro maravilhoso! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obra dos deuses que me &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;colocou, frente à frente &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;da minha eterna &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;e doce namorada ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Observei, pensei, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;exitei, analisei &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;e cheguei a uma &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;conclusão... temos dois &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;lados importantes &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;em nossas vidas, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;o doce e o amargo... e, diàriamente, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;eu convivo com os dois... &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;E, como o equilíbrio da vida &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;está em dosar os nossos &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;sentimentos, os nossos &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;objetivos e as nossas &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;conquistas... já estou &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;de colher em punho, para &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;temperar os meus anseios &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;de homem maduro, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;vivido, esclarecido e envaidecido, em conhecer &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;a soma da primeira &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;letra do alfabeto, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mais a quarta letra do alfabeto, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mais a nona letra do alfabeto, &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;mais a décima sétima letra &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;do alfabeto, que totalizam &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;trinta e um que representam &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;três mais um, quatro letras &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;do seu nome bem sucedido &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;e encantado...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Adir! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Obs.: Esta foi a primeira poesia depois do nosso reencontro e ela fala por si....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-577795719505680674?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aviso importante'/><title type='text'>Aviso importante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Para minha tristeza, o autor deste blog, meu marido, faleceu em 05 de junho p.passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sua  alegria diária, aos setenta e sete anos, era escrever suas crônicas e  postá-las aqui, ainda fresquinhas, logo que terminava de editá-las.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Confesso  que nesse período de luto, algumas vezes ainda estive por aqui, fazendo  a sua vontade que era nunca deixar de postar suas escritas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Minha  tristeza, minha saudade; me fez oscilar nos últimos meses, entre a  decisão de continuar ou não, revivendo seus pensamentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Hoje,  não sei porquê, tomei a decisão de jamais abandonar essa página, mesmo  repetindo as escritas, haja vista a grande quantidade arquivada para  esse fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Aos  amigos do blog, agradeço a visita e tenho certeza de que o otimismo do  Jorge&amp;nbsp; e sua alegria de viver possam ser identificadas nas suas  mensagens de vida, profundas e verdadeiras como ele sempre foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Obrigada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: blue; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Adir Machado Vieira Queiroz da Silva &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3497392540562793868?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3497392540562793868/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2012/01/aviso-importante.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3497392540562793868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-7802727453416363022</id><published>2011-11-13T09:11:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T11:44:16.322-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Caminhei sòzinho...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox546aIxtx0/TXy0_jwfSrI/AAAAAAAAD4g/LmJ64RSZKnY/s1600/procurando.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583536642055948978" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox546aIxtx0/TXy0_jwfSrI/AAAAAAAAD4g/LmJ64RSZKnY/s400/procurando.bmp" style="display: block; height: 299px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 210px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Caminhei sòzinho,&lt;br /&gt;ouvindo meus passos,&lt;br /&gt;sentindo pulsar meu corpo&lt;br /&gt;e acreditei que sim...&lt;br /&gt;E na caminhada,&lt;br /&gt;pensava :&lt;br /&gt;onde estarás?&lt;br /&gt;e aí,então, após gastar sorrisos&lt;br /&gt;e lágrimas, acreditei,&lt;br /&gt;vou te encontrar!&lt;br /&gt;Já estavas longe&lt;br /&gt;dos meus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;mas eu te sentia,&lt;br /&gt;bem perto...&lt;br /&gt;Era como se estivesse num deserto...&lt;br /&gt;era um deserto de vida...&lt;br /&gt;E para onde olhava&lt;br /&gt;eu te sentia, eu te seguia&lt;br /&gt;e você não via...&lt;br /&gt;Mas eis que, na escuridão,&lt;br /&gt;sem poder te ver, fui te sentindo&lt;br /&gt;e aqui estou!&lt;br /&gt;Num salto cheguei aos céus&lt;br /&gt;e as nuvens escuras, rasguei&lt;br /&gt;e vi surgir um raio de luz&lt;br /&gt;e imaginei, será o sol ou a lua?&lt;br /&gt;E mais tarde, confirmei...&lt;br /&gt;era a lua da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;da mulher que eu&lt;br /&gt;sempre amei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:copelio.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-7802727453416363022?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/7802727453416363022/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/caminhei-sozinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/7802727453416363022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/7802727453416363022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/caminhei-sozinho.html' title='Caminhei sòzinho...'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ox546aIxtx0/TXy0_jwfSrI/AAAAAAAAD4g/LmJ64RSZKnY/s72-c/procurando.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3406560318511638769</id><published>2011-11-01T11:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:24:10.423-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Doze anos em um</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQXZFE86FJM/TX4Oucfi2xI/AAAAAAAAD5I/t8U6UKgnPy0/s1600/vida1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5583916779071265554" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQXZFE86FJM/TX4Oucfi2xI/AAAAAAAAD5I/t8U6UKgnPy0/s400/vida1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 297px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando a vida não viveu,&lt;br /&gt;quando um passado passou,&lt;br /&gt;quando um futuro chegou... despertei de um&lt;br /&gt;mundo... que só vivia rotinas...&lt;br /&gt;aonde com os meus sonhos acabou...&lt;br /&gt;E um encontro importante,&lt;br /&gt;de um passado distante,&lt;br /&gt;tornou minha vida vibrante... e a felicidade, voltou...&lt;br /&gt;Voltou em forma madura...&lt;br /&gt;numa atitude segura,&lt;br /&gt;numa coisa tão pura...&lt;br /&gt;que o nosso destino&lt;br /&gt;selou!&lt;br /&gt;Selou por obra da sorte...&lt;br /&gt;num amor de grande porte...&lt;br /&gt;que afastou a morte&lt;br /&gt;e o nosso destino mudou ...&lt;br /&gt;Mudou, para ser sereno,&lt;br /&gt;mudou, pra' não ser pequeno,&lt;br /&gt;mudou, tornando ameno,&lt;br /&gt;um mundo, em que o ócio acabou!&lt;br /&gt;E hoje, a cabeça não pára!&lt;br /&gt;e hoje, a vida separa,&lt;br /&gt;e hoje, a ferida não sára,&lt;br /&gt;a dor que o destino&lt;br /&gt;plantou!&lt;br /&gt;Plantou... por não&lt;br /&gt;ser escolhido...&lt;br /&gt;plantou, por ser muito atrevido,&lt;br /&gt;plantou, pra' ser muito sofrido,&lt;br /&gt;na dor que o destino plantou!&lt;br /&gt;Mas o nosso amor&lt;br /&gt;é uma vida, que vai suplantar&lt;br /&gt;a ferida, que um dia, o destino criou!&lt;br /&gt;Vai destruir os preceitos,&lt;br /&gt;vai criar os conceitos&lt;br /&gt;e unificar os trejeitos&lt;br /&gt;que a nossa história citou!&lt;br /&gt;Vai abrir os caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;distribuindo os carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;que a nós, o bom Deus ensinou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;sacescola.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3406560318511638769?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3406560318511638769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/doze-anos-em-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3406560318511638769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3406560318511638769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/doze-anos-em-um.html' title='Doze anos em um'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XQXZFE86FJM/TX4Oucfi2xI/AAAAAAAAD5I/t8U6UKgnPy0/s72-c/vida1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-617107825767487816</id><published>2011-11-01T11:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T11:23:10.690-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>É no Brasil!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Bicheiro no Brasil não é aquele que cuida de animais, mas sim, o que aposta neles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-617107825767487816?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/617107825767487816/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-no-brasil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/617107825767487816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vJwM23TNVI/TX9bWd4laKI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/NJew20jnZdw/s1600/trembalaRioS%25C3%25A3oPaulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584282504499914914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--vJwM23TNVI/TX9bWd4laKI/AAAAAAAAD5Y/NJew20jnZdw/s400/trembalaRioS%25C3%25A3oPaulo.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-8246418794038327518?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/8246418794038327518/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/trem-bala-riosao-paulo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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irreais,&lt;br /&gt;nem sofrimentos,&lt;br /&gt;apaziguar ...&lt;br /&gt;Apaziguar, com carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;apaziguar, com atenções,&lt;br /&gt;apaziguar, com esperanças,&lt;br /&gt;será sempre a solução...&lt;br /&gt;Não deixar que a cuca estoure,&lt;br /&gt;não deixar que a cuca esquente,&lt;br /&gt;se não, acalmar...&lt;br /&gt;o que será da gente ?&lt;br /&gt;Tentei em vão ficar em silêncio...&lt;br /&gt;tentei em vão, me esconder ...&lt;br /&gt;não consigo,&lt;br /&gt;é só tortura,&lt;br /&gt;muita dor no coração...&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, passou o vendaval,&lt;br /&gt;enfim, nosso drama passou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; libertosdoopressor.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-1620994607979480253?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' 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/&gt;o que diriam em manchete,&lt;br /&gt;as notícias dos jornais...&lt;br /&gt;Fotos, crônicas,&lt;br /&gt;atos do governo,&lt;br /&gt;crimes, assaltos,&lt;br /&gt;desesperos...&lt;br /&gt;Jornais, editais, revistas...&lt;br /&gt;nada seria ou diria&lt;br /&gt;atos da minha revista,&lt;br /&gt;a revista favorita...&lt;br /&gt;A história de minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;acompanho em todas as edições...&lt;br /&gt;leio, releio&lt;br /&gt;e aprendo,&lt;br /&gt;preso, fixo, em suas linhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;peregrinacultural.wordpress.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-6945356870656893691?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VuJsyikRovw/TYH9n3nA-AI/AAAAAAAAD6o/gOiTQvbPIPc/s400/tulipas%2Braras.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-7855723629487910978?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/7855723629487910978/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/tulipas-raras.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/7855723629487910978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Nosso destino mudou</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIvrpI6WuHU/TYIA1V8szjI/AAAAAAAAD6w/kxrByjLhBkE/s1600/destinomudado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585027404317642290" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VIvrpI6WuHU/TYIA1V8szjI/AAAAAAAAD6w/kxrByjLhBkE/s400/destinomudado.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 314px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 246px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nosso destino mudou...&lt;br /&gt;mudou pra ser sereno,&lt;br /&gt;pra não ser pequeno,&lt;br /&gt;tornando ameno, um mundo,&lt;br /&gt;que com o ócio, acabou...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, a cabeça não pára,&lt;br /&gt;a vida separa,&lt;br /&gt;a ferida não sara a dor,&lt;br /&gt;que o destino plantou...&lt;br /&gt;Plantou, por não ser escolhido,&lt;br /&gt;por ser muito atrevido,&lt;br /&gt;plantou pra ser muito sofrido....&lt;br /&gt;mas nosso amor é uma vida...&lt;br /&gt;vai suplantar a ferida,&lt;br /&gt;que um dia o destino criou...&lt;br /&gt;Vai destruir os preceitos,&lt;br /&gt;vai criar novos conceitos,&lt;br /&gt;unificar os trejeitos&lt;br /&gt;que a nossa história citou...&lt;br /&gt;vai abrir os caminhos,&lt;br /&gt;distribuindo os carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;que a nós,&lt;br /&gt;o bom Deus ensinou...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;lidoidademais.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-764605303465319332?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-6828315064239709867?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/6828315064239709867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/tuneis-em-arco-iris.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6828315064239709867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6828315064239709867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/tuneis-em-arco-iris.html' title='Tuneis em arco-iris'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-VXRzYG001Oo/TYNQae_JtuI/AAAAAAAAD7Q/Yfp4fsrm7BU/s72-c/tuneis%2Bem%2Barco%2Biris.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3196794548371230034</id><published>2011-10-28T05:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:00:09.638-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Como sofro a tua ausência...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP9WJ7Jx7mc/TYNTXrYpHKI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/FSp2DzrgmcM/s1600/ausencia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585399629117725858" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP9WJ7Jx7mc/TYNTXrYpHKI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/FSp2DzrgmcM/s400/ausencia.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 255px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 323px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como sofro a tua ausência...&lt;br /&gt;confirmo, não tem sentido&lt;br /&gt;a vida sem você...&lt;br /&gt;doce ar que respiro...&lt;br /&gt;Você é o sapato que gasto nas ruas,&lt;br /&gt;oh! Suave inspiração !&lt;br /&gt;desejo endiabrado,&lt;br /&gt;agonia do meu coração !&lt;br /&gt;Se as lutas e planos que faço,&lt;br /&gt;te buscam e chamam você,&lt;br /&gt;como esquecer, não perdoar...&lt;br /&gt;deixar sofrer de emoção ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;poesiacarinho.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3196794548371230034?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3196794548371230034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/como-sofro-tua-ausencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3196794548371230034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3196794548371230034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/como-sofro-tua-ausencia.html' title='Como sofro a tua ausência...'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bP9WJ7Jx7mc/TYNTXrYpHKI/AAAAAAAAD7Y/FSp2DzrgmcM/s72-c/ausencia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-1341992307091095765</id><published>2011-10-28T05:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:00:11.426-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>Quantos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Quantos passarinhos tem na sua gaiola ? &lt;br /&gt;Não me diga que é um só, pois uma andorinha não faz verão!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-1341992307091095765?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/1341992307091095765/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/quantos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/1341992307091095765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/1341992307091095765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/quantos.html' title='Quantos?'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-7674125402787703373</id><published>2011-10-28T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T05:00:02.601-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Um casal felino</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysK-1EjaNLA/TYShvqZiAoI/AAAAAAAAD74/gaLbO2ZcEX8/s1600/um%2Bcasal%2Bfelino.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585767278053556866" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysK-1EjaNLA/TYShvqZiAoI/AAAAAAAAD74/gaLbO2ZcEX8/s400/um%2Bcasal%2Bfelino.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-7674125402787703373?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/7674125402787703373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-casal-felino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/7674125402787703373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/7674125402787703373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-casal-felino.html' title='Um casal felino'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ysK-1EjaNLA/TYShvqZiAoI/AAAAAAAAD74/gaLbO2ZcEX8/s72-c/um%2Bcasal%2Bfelino.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3224336170748938363</id><published>2011-10-27T05:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T05:00:03.527-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Minha doce viagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnFXTjFtjSQ/TYSlVVJJtsI/AAAAAAAAD8A/3nzuSfF72Js/s1600/amor1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5585771223717623490" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnFXTjFtjSQ/TYSlVVJJtsI/AAAAAAAAD8A/3nzuSfF72Js/s400/amor1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 283px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 319px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viajei pelo teu corpo&lt;br /&gt;E senti que nas tuas formas,&lt;br /&gt;O gosto e o prazer, só&lt;br /&gt;Ressaltavam!&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhei no abismo dos teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;E senti de perto o infinito ...&lt;br /&gt;Imaginei coisas,&lt;br /&gt;Murmurei, baixinho, em teus ouvidos,&lt;br /&gt;E senti o frio tocar em minha mente...&lt;br /&gt;Gelei de amor e me senti contente !&lt;br /&gt;Seria então, a minha doce&lt;br /&gt;Descoberta ?&lt;br /&gt;E me entreguei de todo,&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu destino,&lt;br /&gt;Percorrendo as ruas e as avenidas&lt;br /&gt;Do carinho ,&lt;br /&gt;Descobrindo um mapa de um corpinho,&lt;br /&gt;Que de longe, definia, a mim,&lt;br /&gt;A mais sublime das paisagens ...&lt;br /&gt;Entrei então, nas curvas da loucura,&lt;br /&gt;Esbarrei em sonhos e doçuras,&lt;br /&gt;E estendi meus braços.&lt;br /&gt;Cultivei dilemas,&lt;br /&gt;E escolhi meus passos !&lt;br /&gt;Em cada quadra do teu corpo,&lt;br /&gt;Um “out-door” se abria,&lt;br /&gt;E me informava, em horas certas,&lt;br /&gt;O que ? Onde ?&lt;br /&gt;O fascínio me batia !&lt;br /&gt;Tentei pegar nos teus cabelos,&lt;br /&gt;Desmanchá-los ... Sacudí-los ...&lt;br /&gt;Corri, suavemente,&lt;br /&gt;A mão no teu pescoço,&lt;br /&gt;E senti, bem longe,&lt;br /&gt;Em ti, crescer um arrepio,&lt;br /&gt;Que transmitia a mim, um calafrio !&lt;br /&gt;Peguei então, o carro da paixão,&lt;br /&gt;Não obediente, aos sinais!&lt;br /&gt;Cruzei correndo, a contra-mão,&lt;br /&gt;Estacionei sublime e solitário,&lt;br /&gt;Na praça do teu peito, contraído&lt;br /&gt;E aproveitando a sombra do passado,&lt;br /&gt;Descansei... Olhei pra cima...&lt;br /&gt;E fui ofuscado,&lt;br /&gt;Pelo brilho dos teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;Distraídos...&lt;br /&gt;Que viviam , num universo,&lt;br /&gt;Tão contido,&lt;br /&gt;À espera da volta de um passado...&lt;br /&gt;Desci, afinal, do carro,&lt;br /&gt;Caminhei de leve em teu ventre,&lt;br /&gt;Olhei ao lado, e sem retrancas,&lt;br /&gt;Descansei, no banco, em tuas ancas !&lt;br /&gt;Alí, então, apaixonado,&lt;br /&gt;Cumprindo o escrito e tão lembrado,&lt;br /&gt;Adormeci...&lt;br /&gt;Vibrando com meu sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Conquistado...&lt;br /&gt;E agora, quase em postura de embrião,&lt;br /&gt;Renasci para a vida angelical,&lt;br /&gt;Ligando em ti, o meu segundo&lt;br /&gt;E eterno, cordão umbilical.&lt;br /&gt;Passo agora, a receber teus pulsos,&lt;br /&gt;O fluxo do teu sangue,&lt;br /&gt;Me alimenta ...&lt;br /&gt;Me torna forte...&lt;br /&gt;E me esconde a vida, da tormenta !&lt;br /&gt;Recebo os teus suspiros,&lt;br /&gt;Participo do teu hálito,&lt;br /&gt;Sinto teus tremores,&lt;br /&gt;Fortaleço as tuas dúvidas,&lt;br /&gt;E me incluo nos teus hábitos !&lt;br /&gt;Não sou mais um fraco,&lt;br /&gt;Sou um forte !&lt;br /&gt;Não sou mais um pobre,&lt;br /&gt;Sou um rico !&lt;br /&gt;Não sou mais um traste,&lt;br /&gt;Nem um trapo ...&lt;br /&gt;Sou um novo homem,&lt;br /&gt;Estudado,&lt;br /&gt;Projetado,&lt;br /&gt;Construído,&lt;br /&gt;Pela tua mão e teu compasso.&lt;br /&gt;Segura agora,&lt;br /&gt;Que desta forma, vai pintar,&lt;br /&gt;E a vida inteira,&lt;br /&gt;Te entregar,&lt;br /&gt;Um homem !&lt;br /&gt;Louco sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Pra te amar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:dias.danilo.zip.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3224336170748938363?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gnFXTjFtjSQ/TYSlVVJJtsI/AAAAAAAAD8A/3nzuSfF72Js/s72-c/amor1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-8843115178834721194</id><published>2011-10-27T05:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T05:00:11.225-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>É preparada, mas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A verdade é uma mentira preparada para dar certo. &lt;br /&gt;Mas, cuidado, que o povo sempre aumenta!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-8843115178834721194?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/8843115178834721194/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-preparada-mas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/8843115178834721194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/8843115178834721194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-preparada-mas.html' title='É preparada, mas...'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-1974614591981581777</id><published>2011-10-27T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T05:00:11.899-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Um par de pumas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrMZ_PIndog/TYX3UascORI/AAAAAAAAD8g/gsvS_ejYwUk/s1600/um%2Bpar%2Bde%2Bpumas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586142842958133522" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrMZ_PIndog/TYX3UascORI/AAAAAAAAD8g/gsvS_ejYwUk/s400/um%2Bpar%2Bde%2Bpumas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-1974614591981581777?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/1974614591981581777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-par-de-pumas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/1974614591981581777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/1974614591981581777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-par-de-pumas.html' title='Um par de pumas'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TrMZ_PIndog/TYX3UascORI/AAAAAAAAD8g/gsvS_ejYwUk/s72-c/um%2Bpar%2Bde%2Bpumas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-6173276880998226390</id><published>2011-10-26T05:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:00:09.854-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Imaginando o encontro...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlJvYGIhQes/TYX45MbpcKI/AAAAAAAAD8o/GtAZze4Gg44/s1600/imaginando.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586144574296387746" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XlJvYGIhQes/TYX45MbpcKI/AAAAAAAAD8o/GtAZze4Gg44/s400/imaginando.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 316px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como forma de vida,&lt;br /&gt;Idealizei...&lt;br /&gt;Deixei...&lt;br /&gt;Entreguei...&lt;br /&gt;E te aguardei...&lt;br /&gt;E simbolizando uma figura&lt;br /&gt;Como tu,&lt;br /&gt;Imaginei...&lt;br /&gt;Busquei...&lt;br /&gt;Pesquisei...&lt;br /&gt;E colecionei coisas que só a ti&lt;br /&gt;Lembrava...&lt;br /&gt;Mas o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Grande e tonto,&lt;br /&gt;Te escondia...&lt;br /&gt;Te prendia...&lt;br /&gt;Te levava...&lt;br /&gt;E, longe de minha mente inflamada,&lt;br /&gt;O mundo me batia e me magoava !&lt;br /&gt;Aí, então,&lt;br /&gt;Na minha vida de eterno construtor,&lt;br /&gt;Pensando num projeto de valor...&lt;br /&gt;Juntei papéis...&lt;br /&gt;Tracei esquemas,,,&lt;br /&gt;Furei normas...&lt;br /&gt;Contornei problemas...&lt;br /&gt;E, imaginei,&lt;br /&gt;Um dia,&lt;br /&gt;Te encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;escritosz.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-6173276880998226390?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/6173276880998226390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/imaginando-o-encontro.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-5859131839986659009</id><published>2011-10-26T05:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:00:01.616-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>No entanto, não esqueça!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Converse com o demônio, pelo menos cinco minutos por dia, para saber das coisas ruins que andam por aí. &lt;br /&gt;Mas não esqueça de pedir perdão a Deus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5859131839986659009?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/5859131839986659009/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-6861392522357103490</id><published>2011-10-26T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T05:00:05.774-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Um salto para a busca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It2H6zWnOtU/TYc0hAxONJI/AAAAAAAAD84/46gwPMH6lKs/s1600/um%2Bsalto%2Bpara%2Ba%2Bbusca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586491604523168914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It2H6zWnOtU/TYc0hAxONJI/AAAAAAAAD84/46gwPMH6lKs/s400/um%2Bsalto%2Bpara%2Ba%2Bbusca.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-6861392522357103490?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/6861392522357103490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-salto-para-busca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6861392522357103490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6861392522357103490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/um-salto-para-busca.html' title='Um salto para a busca'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-It2H6zWnOtU/TYc0hAxONJI/AAAAAAAAD84/46gwPMH6lKs/s72-c/um%2Bsalto%2Bpara%2Ba%2Bbusca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3672185539970177343</id><published>2011-10-25T05:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T05:00:07.843-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Meus sonhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LE-ZGYHDi5c/TYc2E_LtIWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/oEzHxAmIbPw/s1600/meussonhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586493322084295010" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LE-ZGYHDi5c/TYc2E_LtIWI/AAAAAAAAD9A/oEzHxAmIbPw/s400/meussonhos.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 254px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 315px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Utilizando a vida, tão “sui-generis”,&lt;br /&gt;Argumentei comigo,&lt;br /&gt;E me tornei tão só!&lt;br /&gt;Vislumbrando um mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Analisando fatos,&lt;br /&gt;Misturei as coisas&lt;br /&gt;E apertei um nó!&lt;br /&gt;Não medi palavras&lt;br /&gt;E formei meus sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Calei projetos,&lt;br /&gt;Risquei programas,&lt;br /&gt;Vivi da vida, comédias,&lt;br /&gt;E repeti meus dramas...&lt;br /&gt;E se hoje, o mundo me choca,&lt;br /&gt;Vivo numa constante de vida,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre em busca de uma toca...&lt;br /&gt;De uma toca bem quente,&lt;br /&gt;Que a mim acalente,&lt;br /&gt;E me dê a guarida...&lt;br /&gt;Aquela que eu quero,&lt;br /&gt;Prá viver tranquilo...&lt;br /&gt;E ainda espero, invernar,&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, de repente...&lt;br /&gt;Junto a minha ursinha amada!&lt;br /&gt;Minha doce e sublime companheira,&lt;br /&gt;Que num dia de inverno,&lt;br /&gt;Claro e gelado,&lt;br /&gt;Num passado tão próximo,&lt;br /&gt;E lembrado,&lt;br /&gt;Me disse com os olhos&lt;br /&gt;Que me daria inteira...&lt;br /&gt;Sendo prá sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Minha e verdadeira,&lt;br /&gt;E hoje confirmo,&lt;br /&gt;Sou um falso homem frio,&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo no peito um coração&lt;br /&gt;Bem quente,&lt;br /&gt;Que mostra calma e realização...&lt;br /&gt;Mas que na verdade,&lt;br /&gt;Vive na luta,&lt;br /&gt;Na busca da solução,&lt;br /&gt;Que seja absoluta.&lt;br /&gt;Que venha completar o “ego”,&lt;br /&gt;Que venha edificar a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Que já foi quase negra&lt;br /&gt;E sombria...&lt;br /&gt;E hoje, colorida e vadia,&lt;br /&gt;Pelas nuances do teu olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Tão lembrado,&lt;br /&gt;Pela doce forma de te ver andar,&lt;br /&gt;Flutuando...&lt;br /&gt;Pelas frases, jogadas ao ar,&lt;br /&gt;Que me envolvem,&lt;br /&gt;No teu jeito, forte de amar,&lt;br /&gt;Que absorvem!&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor louco,&lt;br /&gt;Que me faz arrepiar...&lt;br /&gt;E pra sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Te amar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:nocaminhodasemocoes.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3672185539970177343?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3672185539970177343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3726724687567932982</id><published>2011-10-25T05:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T05:00:07.264-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>Legal?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;O cara legal é aquele que torce para a carne do vizinho queimar na churrasqueira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3726724687567932982?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3726724687567932982/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/legal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3726724687567932982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3726724687567932982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/legal.html' title='Legal?'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-5624077821239985753</id><published>2011-10-25T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T05:00:01.022-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Uvas rosadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBnXq4Fab_E/TYiWghwCdtI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/SxBDkQoQOj4/s1600/uvas%2Brosadas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586880823312938706" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uBnXq4Fab_E/TYiWghwCdtI/AAAAAAAAD9Y/SxBDkQoQOj4/s400/uvas%2Brosadas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5624077821239985753?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/5624077821239985753/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/uvas-rosadas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/5624077821239985753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/5624077821239985753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/uvas-rosadas.html' title='Uvas 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxx5M3mid7Y/TYiYW7LO-MI/AAAAAAAAD9g/LTEQQrUmyu8/s1600/temas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586882857362454722" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxx5M3mid7Y/TYiYW7LO-MI/AAAAAAAAD9g/LTEQQrUmyu8/s400/temas.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 254px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 327px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Num doce hábito,&lt;br /&gt;De colecionar raridades,&lt;br /&gt;Fiz em mim, crescer a curiosidade,&lt;br /&gt;De destilar o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Em busca da paixão !&lt;br /&gt;Me apressei,&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei ao meu laboratório,&lt;br /&gt;E, munido do meu funil de vida,&lt;br /&gt;Interessante...&lt;br /&gt;Concentrei todas as essências,&lt;br /&gt;Num instante...&lt;br /&gt;E deparei enfim,&lt;br /&gt;Com a mais profunda reação !&lt;br /&gt;Cores vivas,&lt;br /&gt;Começaram a surgir,&lt;br /&gt;E ao fundo,&lt;br /&gt;Se destacava o teu azul,&lt;br /&gt;O azul que refletia a natureza,&lt;br /&gt;Onde, destacava a beleza,&lt;br /&gt;Que se apressava&lt;br /&gt;Em invadir meu coração !&lt;br /&gt;Invadido fui,&lt;br /&gt;Fui conquistado,&lt;br /&gt;Tornei-me hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Um homem dominado,&lt;br /&gt;Pela mais profunda das paixões !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;softdownload.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-9137885661006191414?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/9137885661006191414/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/invasao-de-temas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/9137885661006191414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/9137885661006191414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/invasao-de-temas.html' title='Invasão de temas'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Fxx5M3mid7Y/TYiYW7LO-MI/AAAAAAAAD9g/LTEQQrUmyu8/s72-c/temas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-8677505371611975179</id><published>2011-10-24T05:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:00:08.985-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>Animosidade, não!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A simpatia tem seus preconceitos e não suporta a animosidade. &lt;br /&gt;O indivíduo simpático, via de regra é também amistoso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-8677505371611975179?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/8677505371611975179/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-4883583795345648302</id><published>2011-10-24T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T05:00:08.398-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Vasilhas do passado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EcbNzgCBmR0/TYnnWB2V14I/AAAAAAAAD9o/hT21E7SKaA0/s1600/vasilhas%2Bdo%2Bpassado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587251178369308546" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EcbNzgCBmR0/TYnnWB2V14I/AAAAAAAAD9o/hT21E7SKaA0/s400/vasilhas%2Bdo%2Bpassado.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-4883583795345648302?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/4883583795345648302/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/vasilhas-do-passado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/4883583795345648302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/4883583795345648302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/vasilhas-do-passado.html' title='Vasilhas do passado'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EcbNzgCBmR0/TYnnWB2V14I/AAAAAAAAD9o/hT21E7SKaA0/s72-c/vasilhas%2Bdo%2Bpassado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-552316044235591014</id><published>2011-10-23T05:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T05:00:01.088-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Por que?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ERFetvS4Qps/TYnrm7FZNmI/AAAAAAAAD9w/JRtslAcbcLE/s1600/porque.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587255866657683042" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ERFetvS4Qps/TYnrm7FZNmI/AAAAAAAAD9w/JRtslAcbcLE/s400/porque.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 293px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 261px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em respeito à vida,&lt;br /&gt;Em missão tão nobre,&lt;br /&gt;Posso hoje,&lt;br /&gt;Olhar o mundo de frente...&lt;br /&gt;Avisei pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;Comentei meus atos,&lt;br /&gt;Constatei verdades,&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrei meus fatos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, eis que, de repente,&lt;br /&gt;Me encontro constrangido,&lt;br /&gt;Em pensar num mundo tonto&lt;br /&gt;E aturdido...&lt;br /&gt;Qual seria a causa,&lt;br /&gt;Dessa dura fase,&lt;br /&gt;Que mistura passos,&lt;br /&gt;Transforma as faces?&lt;br /&gt;E quase, sem querer, me indago,&lt;br /&gt;Qual seria hoje,&lt;br /&gt;O momento certo,&lt;br /&gt;De te ter sòzinha,&lt;br /&gt;Num lugar bem perto.&lt;br /&gt;Trocarmos idéias...&lt;br /&gt;E investigarmos,&lt;br /&gt;Quais os problemas,&lt;br /&gt;Quais os dilemas,&lt;br /&gt;Que estão cortando pelo meio,&lt;br /&gt;Todos os nossos temas,&lt;br /&gt;Todos os nossos esquemas ?&lt;br /&gt;Indagar ao vento,&lt;br /&gt;Perguntar ao tempo,&lt;br /&gt;Perguntar ao passado,&lt;br /&gt;Onde está o furo,&lt;br /&gt;Ou se assustar,&lt;br /&gt;Com o nosso futuro ?&lt;br /&gt;De uma coisa,&lt;br /&gt;Podemos estar certos:&lt;br /&gt;Nenhuma conquista,&lt;br /&gt;Deve ser sòzinha.&lt;br /&gt;E então, por que ?&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, não fazemos,&lt;br /&gt;Uma grande mudança...&lt;br /&gt;Tornando nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;Cheia de esperanças...&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; abobrinhaspsicodelicas.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-552316044235591014?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/552316044235591014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/por-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/552316044235591014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/552316044235591014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/por-que.html' title='Por 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calendário anual, nunca chega a 30 dias. &lt;br /&gt;É igual ao salário do pobre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5663564541197408735?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/5663564541197408735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/nunca-chega.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/5663564541197408735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/5663564541197408735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/nunca-chega.html' title='Nunca 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>O choque das estações</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4cbhicxPDc/TYs8h1ds0SI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/bRLVanOs324/s1600/quatroesta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es.bmp"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587626314668232994" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-h4cbhicxPDc/TYs8h1ds0SI/AAAAAAAAD-Q/bRLVanOs324/s400/quatroesta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25B5es.bmp" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 337px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pisando folhas,&lt;br /&gt;Esmaguei outonos...&lt;br /&gt;Colhendo flores,&lt;br /&gt;Exaltei a primavera...&lt;br /&gt;Suando frio,&lt;br /&gt;Enganei o verão...&lt;br /&gt;E, olhando o céu,&lt;br /&gt;Procurei meu inverno,&lt;br /&gt;Buscando os frutos da minha paixão !&lt;br /&gt;Uma paixão plantada em terra quente,&lt;br /&gt;Onde o solo era frio&lt;br /&gt;E bem carente.&lt;br /&gt;Peguei com as mãos,&lt;br /&gt;Meu arado forte,&lt;br /&gt;E olhando o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Eu segui contente.&lt;br /&gt;Contente, porque buscava a vida,&lt;br /&gt;Contente, porque acordava um sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho azul,&lt;br /&gt;Que descobri um dia...&lt;br /&gt;Sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Que conflitava a valentia,&lt;br /&gt;De um homem forte, que sabia,&lt;br /&gt;Quando e onde,&lt;br /&gt;Residia a alegria !&lt;br /&gt;Alegria de voltar a ser&lt;br /&gt;Um jovem !&lt;br /&gt;Jovem, a quem a vida desafia !&lt;br /&gt;Te amo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;inusitatus.blogtv.uol.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;Numa feliz busca,&lt;br /&gt;De te ter depois !&lt;br /&gt;Confrontando fatos,&lt;br /&gt;Ilustrei meus atos,&lt;br /&gt;Numa nova estória,&lt;br /&gt;Que seria a glória,&lt;br /&gt;De ter um dia,&lt;br /&gt;A minha fatia&lt;br /&gt;Do meu Universo,&lt;br /&gt;Antes tão perverso,&lt;br /&gt;Por não ter você !&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentei atritos,&lt;br /&gt;Destruí conflitos,&lt;br /&gt;Te imaginei parceira,&lt;br /&gt;Te fiz companheira,&lt;br /&gt;Numa guerra fria,&lt;br /&gt;Que já existia,&lt;br /&gt;No meu louco mundo,&lt;br /&gt;De pesar profundo...&lt;br /&gt;Que só persistia,&lt;br /&gt;Numa fantasia...&lt;br /&gt;E, eu,&lt;br /&gt;Te abracei de fato,&lt;br /&gt;E gritei bem alto!&lt;br /&gt;-Eu te amo inteira&lt;br /&gt;És a primeira,&lt;br /&gt;Na minha alegria,&lt;br /&gt;E na minha poesia !&lt;br /&gt;Rasguei o passado,&lt;br /&gt;E escolhi o lado,&lt;br /&gt;Pesquisei medidas,&lt;br /&gt;Antes, tão contidas,&lt;br /&gt;E que só afetavam&lt;br /&gt;E se cotizavam,&lt;br /&gt;Entre outras tantas,&lt;br /&gt;Que não existiam.&lt;br /&gt;Tentei te convencer...&lt;br /&gt;Tentei te explicar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, sem mais o que dizer...&lt;br /&gt;Sem mais o que falar...&lt;br /&gt;Só confirmo uma coisa:&lt;br /&gt;Nasci somente pra te amar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; ibelievemusic.tumblr.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3464542074545480824?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3464542074545480824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/nasci-pra-te-amar.html#comment-form' title='0 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oza99u_TOic/TY3UJpHtGAI/AAAAAAAAD_I/JHynfnt2xhc/s1600/chorei.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588355974758733826" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oza99u_TOic/TY3UJpHtGAI/AAAAAAAAD_I/JHynfnt2xhc/s400/chorei.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 260px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 319px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorei na cama, um amor passado,&lt;br /&gt;Curti num sonho, um sabor dourado,&lt;br /&gt;Virei os olhos, franzi a testa,&lt;br /&gt;E longe de ti,&lt;br /&gt;Murmurei, sozinho,&lt;br /&gt;Que num dia claro,&lt;br /&gt;Tive você em festa !&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei de tudo,&lt;br /&gt;E mergulhei num sonho,&lt;br /&gt;Pisando as mágoas do meu viver&lt;br /&gt;Tristonho,&lt;br /&gt;Virei os olhos, e te senti por perto,&lt;br /&gt;Que num dia claro,&lt;br /&gt;Tive você bem perto !&lt;br /&gt;Cunhei num molde,&lt;br /&gt;Teu sorriso lindo,&lt;br /&gt;Pensei num brilho,&lt;br /&gt;E deslumbrei teus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;Virei meus olhos e encaixei sorrindo,&lt;br /&gt;Que tenho um mundo áureo,&lt;br /&gt;Com você surgindo...&lt;br /&gt;Criei futuros e aguardei sentado,&lt;br /&gt;Num dia claro,&lt;br /&gt;Te rever pra sempre,&lt;br /&gt;Plantei suspiros e colhi amores,&lt;br /&gt;E virei meus olhos e te senti bem certo,&lt;br /&gt;Que não existe o amor,&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter você,&lt;br /&gt;Por perto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;sameladiario.blogspot.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-2893233075748674788?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/2893233075748674788/comments/default' title='Postar 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-6507063667595182008</id><published>2011-10-20T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T05:00:03.498-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Vitrô da Igreja de Maringá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-58a447Fe8/TY5nJ7mMd6I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/Pp0dXfs8HZU/s1600/vitr%C3%B4+da+igreja+de+Maring%C3%A1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588517607927740322" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-58a447Fe8/TY5nJ7mMd6I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/Pp0dXfs8HZU/s400/vitr%25C3%25B4%2Bda%2Bigreja%2Bde%2BMaring%25C3%25A1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 224px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 300px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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Maringá'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d-58a447Fe8/TY5nJ7mMd6I/AAAAAAAAD_Y/Pp0dXfs8HZU/s72-c/vitr%25C3%25B4%2Bda%2Bigreja%2Bde%2BMaring%25C3%25A1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3848551492777861739</id><published>2011-10-19T05:00:00.005-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T05:00:00.472-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Resgate</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAzdIsbDFk0/TY5qNRQvcxI/AAAAAAAAD_w/x1qXF9eM_Tc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588520963817829138" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAzdIsbDFk0/TY5qNRQvcxI/AAAAAAAAD_w/x1qXF9eM_Tc/s400/images.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 274px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 311px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cN0ojlS8I2g/TY5pyqtYOnI/AAAAAAAAD_o/oUgJaf31sdU/s1600/resgate1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Transformei meu mundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Subi em asas, Num infinito... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me senti nas nuvens, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E contemplei os céus... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flutuei num sonho tão profundo, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E longe da terra, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me senti, um rei... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E, admitindo que o infinito girava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me fixei no brilho mais bonito, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que ao longe despontava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E naquele lindo facho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me agarrei ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E tomado pela sensação de segurança, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Batendo forte no meu peito, Esperança, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Junto desse brilho, Eu cheguei ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hoje, brilho junto e intensamente... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu afirmo, que o azul do céu, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não tem nenhum sentido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Longe da mulher &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que do infinito, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu resgatei ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:faladesconexa.zip.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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passou à desquitada, que entregou à liberada divorciada, mas tudo isso graças à um casamento infeliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-208018774956198874?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/208018774956198874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/pobre-dela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/208018774956198874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/208018774956198874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMZClpi2MVM/TY_GNVcJVJI/AAAAAAAAEA4/bljDYLyADzc/s1600/a+procria%C3%A7%C3%A3o+do+%C3%BAtero+rosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588903594985870482" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AMZClpi2MVM/TY_GNVcJVJI/AAAAAAAAEA4/bljDYLyADzc/s200/a%2Bprocria%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o%2Bdo%2B%25C3%25BAtero%2Brosa.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5953499709969154600?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/5953499709969154600/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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text-align: center; width: 231px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acordei hoje, transparente ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu peito aberto, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Identifica um coração, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Novo e apaixonado ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Senti que uma doce e suave mão O apertava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E renascia no peito, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Um conflito... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorei de dor e alegria, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque, próxima a mim, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A suave mão me sentia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me tocava, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;E em prantos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;terminava... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com toda a minha Nostalgia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem&amp;gt;priscilamachado.skyroc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-2619290208793636215?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/2619290208793636215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/transparencia-ao-meu-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/2619290208793636215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/2619290208793636215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/transparencia-ao-meu-amor.html' title='Transparencia ao meu amor'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-LXMwha6ib1c/TY_H2EPun1I/AAAAAAAAEBA/Z1XlgXnZbfk/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-828945853807871788</id><published>2011-10-18T05:00:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:00:14.386-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento do dia(minhas reflexões)'/><title type='text'>Está mesmo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Quando um covarde se junta a um corajoso, não se iluda; êle está querendo apenas proteção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-828945853807871788?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/828945853807871788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/esta-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/828945853807871788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/828945853807871788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/esta-mesmo.html' title='Está mesmo...'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3884073009100023603</id><published>2011-10-18T05:00:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T05:00:11.564-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inventando arte'/><title type='text'>Aeronave futura</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9d1mWvvBeZs/TZGwgzqtd6I/AAAAAAAAEBY/I-7zx8EJIFw/s1600/aeronavefutura.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinta, que apesar de teres sofrido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fostes, sempre, o amor curtido, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De um homem triste, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nunca amado ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que hoje, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Segue as marcas fortes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dos teus passos, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que num perdido mundo do passado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Teria cruzado um dia, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O teu caminho, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em busca da loucura de um carinho ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que pelo destino, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na vida foi furtado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De viver um sonho encantado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Transformando o antigo e doce não, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na maior certeza de uma vida, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De louca, suave e profunda Paixão ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:estou-sem.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-7947694485634566589?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/7947694485634566589/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/alguma-vez-tu-me-dissestes-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/7947694485634566589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DKsha2kIys/TZJ47MsSVUI/AAAAAAAAEDI/MIqdid80QKY/s1600/CAWD4BWR.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589663045934798146" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0DKsha2kIys/TZJ47MsSVUI/AAAAAAAAEDI/MIqdid80QKY/s200/CAWD4BWR.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 268px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 299px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora, talvez envaidecido, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Talvez recuperado, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dividido em momentos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Procurando a cura, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parti um dia, na missão futura...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irradiei meu pranto, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elucidei meu canto,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E não perdi de vista, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O belo amor que um dia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa louca fantasia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Onde formei meu ego, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que só me dizia, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que num momento certo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por não ter sido esperto, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Deixei passar minha ousadia! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje, aturo a vida, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que não me dá guarida, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E nunca elucida, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O meu viver tristonho, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De pensar nos versos, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que eu escrevi, a toda, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa corrida louca, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pra evidenciar progressos.... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Troquei minhas rotinas,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Matei as velhas sinas, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me passaram perto... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E fulgurei inteiro, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Exigindo de ti, O máximo ! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quase sendo um marca- passo, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que não te dava espaço, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;De um coração carente... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Evidencio hoje, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que por não te ver contente, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Assumo, agora, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uma postura de valente, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que me aniquila E me transforma, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa dessas nuvens raras,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que cobrem o meu céu...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem: ultradownloads&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: 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rápido!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A felicidade viaja na estrada que sobe e a descrença, a perda e a incapacidade viajam na estrada que desce. &lt;br /&gt;Se você está na Segunda, faça já o seu retorno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-6084954222462332757?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/6084954222462332757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/faca-rapido.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6084954222462332757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmH47zHaXw4/TZRdJL15paI/AAAAAAAAEDg/FEFeEctw9Xw/s1600/algasepeixes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="480" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590195449852700066" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmH47zHaXw4/TZRdJL15paI/AAAAAAAAEDg/FEFeEctw9Xw/s640/algasepeixes.jpg" style="float: left; height: 150px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5437148741691408788?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/5437148741691408788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/algas-e-peixes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width="400" /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Eu vou te dar meus sorrisos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou te apertar inteira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vou balançar os guizos, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da minha mulher verdadeira !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou te cobrir de beijos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vou te esmagar nos braços, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou despertar desejos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vou ocupar teus espaços !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espaços que eram vazios, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espaços de um mundo carente !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que hoje, preenchem num todo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com nosso amor tão ardente !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segure a paz com um sorriso, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que só você sabe dar, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compondo o meu paraíso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que a vida me faz aceitar !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultive a bondade e a beleza,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que um Deus inspirado te deu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Convivas com a realeza, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De um mundo fantástico:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-O teu !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;onte da imagem: ricardozugliani.webnode.com.br &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;áF&amp;nbsp; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-1635605688640576598?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/1635605688640576598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/03/meu-mundo-fantastico.html#comment-form' title='0 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Os presidentes mudaram tudo e o brasileiro está sambando sem nota nenhuma.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-2456778662461897399?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/2456778662461897399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/mesmo-com-dilma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/2456778662461897399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/2456778662461897399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/mesmo-com-dilma.html' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>É te ter !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFcIxiaUG1g/TZcDhM6oyPI/AAAAAAAAEEs/GoUImj4zZuI/s1600/futuro.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFcIxiaUG1g/TZcDhM6oyPI/AAAAAAAAEEs/GoUImj4zZuI/s400/futuro.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Na busca das muitas ilusões perdidas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em busca de um mundo novo &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E reluzente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te encontrei outra vez !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como um sonho perdido no passado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tinha nas cores o dourado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me deu você de volta outra vez !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, num presente fulgurante, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tendo aos olhos um amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão cativante, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piso forte num passado, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão distante....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envolvo em mim tuas virtudes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E penso que na vida, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou vencer !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformando minhas atitudes, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na eterna glória&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De te ter !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;span id="rg_hr"&gt;meuprimeirobacalhau.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-1494346517482429110?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gp3pxFxfJo/TZhan_Thy2I/AAAAAAAAEE4/yzTq8O2wNUE/s1600/flor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--gp3pxFxfJo/TZhan_Thy2I/AAAAAAAAEE4/yzTq8O2wNUE/s400/flor.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Colhendo flores, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te encontrei um dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E num jardim distante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E abandonado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arei a terra velha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E adormecida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhei aos céus e implorei:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, venha a mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A inspiração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De cultivar pra sempre a roseira, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o meu bom Deus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me plantou no coração !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, o jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que enfeita a minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez um mundo só pra mim, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cicatrizando a ferida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E matando as dores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De um passado, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De perdas e lutas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem fim ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fonte da imagem: passionista.com.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-223747133716111084?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/223747133716111084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/achei-flor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPSKDJ0ObBU/TZkMLe2H7AI/AAAAAAAAEFY/g06FA5GuMFE/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="301" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fPSKDJ0ObBU/TZkMLe2H7AI/AAAAAAAAEFY/g06FA5GuMFE/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;De grão em grão, a galinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enche o papo ! &lt;br /&gt;De emoção em emoção,&lt;br /&gt;Vou transformando os nossos atos !&lt;br /&gt;Não temos muito tempo agora,&lt;br /&gt;Não temos o que queremos, ora...&lt;br /&gt;Mas, em compensação, &lt;br /&gt;Minha vida sem a tua, &lt;br /&gt;É pura confusão !&lt;br /&gt;Vou colecionar os meus grãozinhos&lt;br /&gt;Vou guardá-los,&lt;br /&gt;Com muito carinho, &lt;br /&gt;E despejá-los, &lt;br /&gt;Todos, &lt;br /&gt;No teu coração!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte 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style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;Os milagres de Cristo davam aos necessitados a multiplicação dos peixes e dos pães. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje, isso só acontece quando a Polícia Federal, apreende um contrabando.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5393807494536662843?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/5393807494536662843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/so-cristo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/5393807494536662843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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redor&lt;br /&gt;E caminho tranqüilo...&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo dos meus pensamentos,&lt;br /&gt;As cores de um mundo maior...&lt;br /&gt;Mundo, onde pinta um azul, &lt;br /&gt;De luz rara e enternecida,&lt;br /&gt;Por um sonho de mulher, &lt;br /&gt;A mulher da minha vida !&lt;br /&gt;Fruto da árvore sadia, &lt;br /&gt;Que cresce na vida futura,&lt;br /&gt;De um cara que foi sonhador, &lt;br /&gt;E que hoje,&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia,&lt;br /&gt;Desperta pro mundo do amor !&lt;br /&gt;Mundo que um dia eu te dei, &lt;br /&gt;E você nunca embarcou...&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje, ciente e madura, &lt;br /&gt;A êle, meu mundo,&lt;br /&gt;De todo, &lt;br /&gt;Você aceitou !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:umpunhadodemerdamole.zip.net&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-7327572672682985544?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' 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diz, um tanto sufocada,&lt;br /&gt;É você, meu amor ?&lt;br /&gt;E o outro responde, &lt;br /&gt;Carente,&lt;br /&gt;Sim, sou eu, meu bem !&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que você quer...&lt;br /&gt;E quando não existe tempo,&lt;br /&gt;De trocar vozes,&lt;br /&gt;Por momentos,&lt;br /&gt;Palavras tão doces e ardentes, &lt;br /&gt;Murmuram coisas,&lt;br /&gt;Entre dentes, &lt;br /&gt;Procurando uma saída,&lt;br /&gt;Numa linha telefônica, &lt;br /&gt;Que aos dois, &lt;br /&gt;Deixa atônitos, &lt;br /&gt;Num sonho de uma vida !&lt;br /&gt;Mas por vezes, &lt;br /&gt;A madrugada, &lt;br /&gt;Vazia e quase calada, &lt;br /&gt;Se vê diante de sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;E de um par amante e risonho, &lt;br /&gt;Que faz do fio, &lt;br /&gt;Uma escada,&lt;br /&gt;Pra subir o carinho, &lt;br /&gt;Constante, &lt;br /&gt;De uma vida,&lt;br /&gt;Apaixonada !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;span 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nossos anseios, &lt;br /&gt;Forme tudo,&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de um esquadro...&lt;br /&gt;Não permitas, &lt;br /&gt;Que nenhum lamento, &lt;br /&gt;Nos sufoque, &lt;br /&gt;Por momentos....&lt;br /&gt;No amor que eu sinto,&lt;br /&gt;Aqui dentro, &lt;br /&gt;De um peito jovem &lt;br /&gt;E sadio !&lt;br /&gt;O lugar que eu ainda concentro, &lt;br /&gt;A ânsia, &lt;br /&gt;A glória, &lt;br /&gt;E o intento, &lt;br /&gt;Do gosto longo e tardio, &lt;br /&gt;De um amor querido, &lt;br /&gt;E vadio !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fonte da imagem: &lt;span id="rg_hr"&gt;beijo-azul.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-5022842888362424069?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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G4'/><author><name>finityster</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07225538636764492121</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rrhM70LN4NQ/TaBIGjU4ByI/AAAAAAAAEG0/tV1GNBEyGJc/s72-c/coresdog4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-6573151532834022471</id><published>2011-10-06T05:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-06T05:00:05.560-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Doce manhã...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9JmcpwVU1c/TaGdH1BYj9I/AAAAAAAAEHQ/iGRSuio0wME/s1600/as.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-M9JmcpwVU1c/TaGdH1BYj9I/AAAAAAAAEHQ/iGRSuio0wME/s400/as.jpg" width="332" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Converse comigo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A madrugada inteira...&lt;br /&gt;Procure descobrir,&lt;br /&gt;Quais os sonhos, que eu vou ter...&lt;br /&gt;Passe sempre a mim,&lt;br /&gt;A sua luz ligeira,&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca deixou, &lt;br /&gt;Meu mundo escurecer...&lt;br /&gt;Transmita a paz,&lt;br /&gt;Que o seu olhar encerra,&lt;br /&gt;E pregue na minha parede, &lt;br /&gt;O seu sorriso .....&lt;br /&gt;Faça abrir a porta &lt;br /&gt;Do meu coração, &lt;br /&gt;E chegar, pouco a pouco, &lt;br /&gt;A emoção...&lt;br /&gt;Que transforma sempre, &lt;br /&gt;O nosso mundo em paraíso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;carloskurare.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-6573151532834022471?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/6573151532834022471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/doce-manha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6573151532834022471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/6573151532834022471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O homem moderno para viver bem, tem que ser um perfeito atleta mental: imaginar que não é pobre, que tem boa casa e comida, que seu salário é justo, que tem saldo no Banco, que seu carro é um luxo, que sua mulher é linda e maravilhosa e que seu time é campeão. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois disso, descobre que acordou.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-1278697479851899406?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/1278697479851899406/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/e-que-sonho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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arte'/><title type='text'>Esquadrilha ecológica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j8kCeG9jF4/TaGWlNtQIxI/AAAAAAAAEHM/WKY5AU67k-8/s1600/esquadrilhaecol%C3%83%C2%B3gica-semfuma%C3%83%C2%A7a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j8kCeG9jF4/TaGWlNtQIxI/AAAAAAAAEHM/WKY5AU67k-8/s400/esquadrilhaecol%25C3%25B3gica-semfuma%25C3%25A7a.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-7084025052327897981?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_AjXwCxGO7dg/Sc33TEa-H7I/AAAAAAAAAlU/viRIUj2QBFc/S220/brilhos+e+sombras1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j8kCeG9jF4/TaGWlNtQIxI/AAAAAAAAEHM/WKY5AU67k-8/s72-c/esquadrilhaecol%25C3%25B3gica-semfuma%25C3%25A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-2789247110806974964</id><published>2011-10-05T05:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T05:00:04.054-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Esconda seu olhar do mundo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tnFNC7TN_Q/TaL1aKl0TnI/AAAAAAAAEIc/lIRolwrMulg/s1600/imagesCACHY0S1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8tnFNC7TN_Q/TaL1aKl0TnI/AAAAAAAAEIc/lIRolwrMulg/s400/imagesCACHY0S1.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Verdades me foram ditas, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por seus olhos, &lt;br /&gt;Tão brilhantes,&lt;br /&gt;Que transformaram os destinos,&lt;br /&gt;Dos meus argumentos perdidos, &lt;br /&gt;De um mundo ócio e distante.&lt;br /&gt;Conserve a verdade do brilho,&lt;br /&gt;Que forma o astral envolvente, &lt;br /&gt;Dos olhos mais lindos do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;Que param a mente da gente...&lt;br /&gt;Esconda do mundo esse olhar,&lt;br /&gt;Ele arrecada carinhos,&lt;br /&gt;Do homem que a ti contemplar,&lt;br /&gt;Na forma louca de amar, &lt;br /&gt;De um mundo pronto pra dar,&lt;br /&gt;Os passos,&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;Os caminhos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;span 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type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;A perfeição é inimiga da vida. &lt;br /&gt;Baseia-se em projetos, programas, virtudes, disciplina e paciência. &lt;br /&gt;Como ter tudo isto, numa mesma valise de vida ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-8878937596387806136?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/8878937596387806136/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/como.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/8878937596387806136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zmtpw76gqI/TaLzMVhHV_I/AAAAAAAAEIY/Xb9W_mXWJcY/s1600/estrelascadentesemevolu%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3zmtpw76gqI/TaLzMVhHV_I/AAAAAAAAEIY/Xb9W_mXWJcY/s400/estrelascadentesemevolu%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-2512047340419057663?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/2512047340419057663/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/estrelas-cadentes-em-evolucao.html#comment-form' title='0 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492385290179234250.post-3813857282622475751</id><published>2011-10-04T05:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T05:00:09.517-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias m/autoria(Amor ummerecimentoEd.PapelVirtual)'/><title type='text'>Luz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEbIKDYj6lQ/TaRMkTyISUI/AAAAAAAAEIs/5axSH1jJTY0/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" r6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hEbIKDYj6lQ/TaRMkTyISUI/AAAAAAAAEIs/5axSH1jJTY0/s400/images.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Num guardanapo de um bar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Longe de tudo e de todos,&lt;br /&gt;Me entreguei aos pensamentos...&lt;br /&gt;Neles, afoguei angústias...&lt;br /&gt;Neles, afoguei tormentos...&lt;br /&gt;Feliz de mim, que a mereço&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, a euforia me envolve,&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, sua luz me ilumina...&lt;br /&gt;Mulher, tanta magia, &lt;br /&gt;Mulher, tanta ternura...&lt;br /&gt;Você me inspira,&lt;br /&gt;Você me transforma,&lt;br /&gt;Você me guia,&lt;br /&gt;Você me reforma...&lt;br /&gt;Sou hoje, fonte da sua luz,&lt;br /&gt;Sou hoje, seguimento da sua paz,&lt;br /&gt;Paz, que você me traz,&lt;br /&gt;Paz, que você criou.&lt;br /&gt;Um homem você transformou, &lt;br /&gt;No mais doce, terno e eterno, &lt;br /&gt;Sentimento do amor....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;filosofiapoesiaefe.blo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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grau, estou no terceiro casamento, sou pai de três filhos e será que meu time vai continuar na terceira divisão ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-3049862558564939836?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/3049862558564939836/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/claro-que-nao-tricolor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3049862558564939836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/3049862558564939836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9mEZy-EnDZQ/TaSdnY5S6rI/AAAAAAAAEJk/CdQJpEHqHwU/s400/images.jpg" width="390" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Como sofro a tua ausência...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confirmo, não tem sentido &lt;br /&gt;A vida sem você...&lt;br /&gt;Doce ar que respiro...&lt;br /&gt;Você é o sapato que gasto nas ruas,&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Suave inspiração !&lt;br /&gt;Desejo endiabrado,&lt;br /&gt;Agonia do meu coração !&lt;br /&gt;Se as lutas e planos que faço, &lt;br /&gt;Te buscam e chamam você,&lt;br /&gt;Como esquecer, não perdoar...&lt;br /&gt;Deixar sofrer de emoção ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;cronicaspoesiasepoemas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-8959480004078365031?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/8959480004078365031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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mais sentido o que sinto...&lt;br /&gt;Se o mundo parasse...&lt;br /&gt;Que eu estivesse junto de você !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Fonte da imagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;clubedacalcinha.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492385290179234250-8118149635538235991?l=blogdojorge2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/feeds/8118149635538235991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blogdojorge2.blogspot.com/2011/04/acredite-se-quiser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7492385290179234250/posts/default/8118149635538235991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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