tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66619111724705190272024-03-13T10:06:42.729+00:00UM OLHAR DE PERTOUm olhar para além daquilo que se vê e muito perto do que a alma sente!Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.comBlogger1243125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-42516975136428180572023-07-16T22:23:00.003+01:002023-07-16T22:23:44.804+01:00Regresso em fuga<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxNRhHYthkV4n7ysupukiQB8kbK_L-YTnFz5TDZJEnSlAHjsSvlqYe1rMn6-_D71qv9-vckCNthgcc2T11v2qZ3DKsO0exRNHB4uxHvtMExyAwAqTVnfZHrSz_d0p70jpvvQ_h1x8U0b_3QOsiLr0SJrl7zp2_Sm2gyxgCB-qaWG4l44tUU7mUQpOx6-G6/s4032/20230716_160945.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="3024" data-original-width="4032" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxNRhHYthkV4n7ysupukiQB8kbK_L-YTnFz5TDZJEnSlAHjsSvlqYe1rMn6-_D71qv9-vckCNthgcc2T11v2qZ3DKsO0exRNHB4uxHvtMExyAwAqTVnfZHrSz_d0p70jpvvQ_h1x8U0b_3QOsiLr0SJrl7zp2_Sm2gyxgCB-qaWG4l44tUU7mUQpOx6-G6/s400/20230716_160945.jpg"/></a></div>
Cheirinho cor de rosa,
num canteiro regado de saudades!
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-19539121518724175422022-04-12T18:14:00.000+01:002022-04-12T18:14:01.869+01:00Ver-te <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5Nd3mcW67GG2I-OL7EWtcUd5Cyt9kOjDml8kvHvriw7t9XuyG2xmr4IjuSnwbgv-y-MyQsMm7ixao9At_OQNPTMn84QllntBHWgSzhJE8qM_lrvoXiFfXnjfo1Sx891tSlp-lEJEJ646qTW4otX3iHA5ouPCw92SP8KkuLZoXmLALyTVIGH53zu8kA/s960/received_1355856864899520.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="487" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim5Nd3mcW67GG2I-OL7EWtcUd5Cyt9kOjDml8kvHvriw7t9XuyG2xmr4IjuSnwbgv-y-MyQsMm7ixao9At_OQNPTMn84QllntBHWgSzhJE8qM_lrvoXiFfXnjfo1Sx891tSlp-lEJEJ646qTW4otX3iHA5ouPCw92SP8KkuLZoXmLALyTVIGH53zu8kA/s400/received_1355856864899520.jpeg"/></a></div>
Olhares aquecidos de luz
em pétalas de purpura fina!
São sinais de calores envergonhados,
São singelas visões de ti...Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-6292600516608895292022-04-03T19:39:00.004+01:002022-04-03T19:39:49.405+01:00Ausência<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhrlHpthDqpeTW4L-pacCf0MGbOEDCykE8uNc3647HkuY7SUWhCBwBQFboxAstaBVg-QAzY2Hy7z6fxGW2d2XQ5IxIQYmPEuS4cocwLdZdZf1qD-PfTTIoA86mENuI2mhpJyfUhIaZvR64DBCHFOLWkJPS4OO8wm-nSlYST5PiokKOqmYzB_Gtzpy2w/s3863/20220403_154729.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="320" data-original-height="1143" data-original-width="3863" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzhrlHpthDqpeTW4L-pacCf0MGbOEDCykE8uNc3647HkuY7SUWhCBwBQFboxAstaBVg-QAzY2Hy7z6fxGW2d2XQ5IxIQYmPEuS4cocwLdZdZf1qD-PfTTIoA86mENuI2mhpJyfUhIaZvR64DBCHFOLWkJPS4OO8wm-nSlYST5PiokKOqmYzB_Gtzpy2w/s320/20220403_154729.jpg"/></a></div>
Há uma imensidão no olhar
que te alcança onde não estás...
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-53772462742333506942022-03-21T18:23:00.003+00:002022-03-21T18:23:41.080+00:00A poesia em ti...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fgnh2YvdOgqQHd6-vZTzMi5El9U8F4ghToGCH7Bta9M5Xiw9DOHiQVTqGEQ-QbIXd13kLe1xFavYEkwKf4UEWELXF3jgpFSNsYUP4_F_UT0J67aPiSUW-HEFTy_cJDCsEltbBBJ4xeqK81iQECFG5HvtpY9Z8nIiZOdNH53vFwbzKnXTuxeQKrBgPg/s960/received_296630195943658.jpeg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="465" data-original-width="960" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi5fgnh2YvdOgqQHd6-vZTzMi5El9U8F4ghToGCH7Bta9M5Xiw9DOHiQVTqGEQ-QbIXd13kLe1xFavYEkwKf4UEWELXF3jgpFSNsYUP4_F_UT0J67aPiSUW-HEFTy_cJDCsEltbBBJ4xeqK81iQECFG5HvtpY9Z8nIiZOdNH53vFwbzKnXTuxeQKrBgPg/s400/received_296630195943658.jpeg"/></a></div>
Ser livre no plano,
de braços abertos ao ramo campestre
que de amor exala um sopro...
Respirando, num gerundio sem condição,
Amando, num presente que é seres presente,
Hoje e sempre, num poema, num terceto de métrica simples,
numa quadra que no olhar se inspirou.
PoemArte, porque não?
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-71027771483044846322022-03-13T15:04:00.004+00:002022-03-13T15:04:46.289+00:00Sinais ...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhh8Nt1RTMU-hdXVXhW2ZJY72lZJA-6q61KFLrvxgwIFrJaUlkZXZHnS31J8OnarsNUMZgURXixAvcvSomK2kPdzqroVfs9s2BIvrqmfMyZrncdyAmf55K9NnRbSgtM3EfWJAh5hqywCdoXUMFz8pPo5mucZr03RvujzALmYCIDtKGq6w0BmwqXzGbUMA=s1850" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="1850" data-original-width="1800" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhh8Nt1RTMU-hdXVXhW2ZJY72lZJA-6q61KFLrvxgwIFrJaUlkZXZHnS31J8OnarsNUMZgURXixAvcvSomK2kPdzqroVfs9s2BIvrqmfMyZrncdyAmf55K9NnRbSgtM3EfWJAh5hqywCdoXUMFz8pPo5mucZr03RvujzALmYCIDtKGq6w0BmwqXzGbUMA=s400"/></a></div>
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Quisera eu ouvir-te baixinho
e, ao sussuro da tua voz, encolher-me no teu colo!
Quisera eu sentir a tua pele, quente e invulgarmente lisa, para nas tuas linhas me guiar segura...
O teu cheiro apura os dias incolores, de brisas e toques sentidos ao de leve, numa profunda saudade de amor.
Quanto de ti há em mim?
Tanto quanto o pulsar de um novo dia, que se ergue e levanta, sem o amanhã ter fim.
Sorrio...
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-56096371318857529692022-03-02T21:36:00.002+00:002022-03-02T21:46:26.846+00:00Silêncio
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Hoje o coração está triste e chora! Sangra devagarinho, numa ferida incurável de
saudade, e sente dor. Há dias assim, cinzentos. Dias com cor escura e sem curvas
no rosto. São dias que não passam,que automatizam as rotinas e deixam o
tempo passar, sem machucar muito mais. Hoje é um não dia. Não pelas horas que
passam mas pelas mãos dadas no tempo já ido...
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-49863116242081204332022-01-04T20:48:00.003+00:002022-01-04T20:48:57.261+00:00A memória dos aromas<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUP-9BLsq5QPJGphPGVyp6DgPYU3WHgikg6sxOSfMZnpKOb5jOzF5p2FWbMoKBgp7jfM210lzs4mDUbee70Wr7Y0W3vN-Xyh0TuptVyx3Pgr3jU08ogpGRgfodQSuTiiOA48929ENuk5qCGywJFknECJCIvjBh6Qwlb7tqKq58SL57YSNZauEyv28k7A=s1920" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="1920" data-original-width="1080" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjUP-9BLsq5QPJGphPGVyp6DgPYU3WHgikg6sxOSfMZnpKOb5jOzF5p2FWbMoKBgp7jfM210lzs4mDUbee70Wr7Y0W3vN-Xyh0TuptVyx3Pgr3jU08ogpGRgfodQSuTiiOA48929ENuk5qCGywJFknECJCIvjBh6Qwlb7tqKq58SL57YSNZauEyv28k7A=s400"/></a></div>
Uma lágrima,
Um sorriso de memória
pelo aroma do pingo de mel seco
E a audição da tua voz!
Os dias apertam a saudade
e
expandem o pensamento...
Tão bom ir até ti,
vaguear na tua sabedoria
e admirar-te!
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-82418826576708669792021-12-30T14:51:00.004+00:002021-12-30T14:51:50.807+00:00Quando o tempo passa...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKrd6Ihq3IG7Iq7J1hDU6G_DoW_FEe4w6Zt8dTyojpMRv8Kk4C9pHL_41MXBN4WQ-H12xNvVSjr6yy4l8UFXxWkrDh97NDxBUV4mecnZOHeRVzkOKCsmsn37aerLJQeoHH8gW-_ycHalWLiEBaL1htGs4S6ntZZE2AtNag_Gp88Nq7fD7PKwkXh67LlQ=s720" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" width="400" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="720" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEiKrd6Ihq3IG7Iq7J1hDU6G_DoW_FEe4w6Zt8dTyojpMRv8Kk4C9pHL_41MXBN4WQ-H12xNvVSjr6yy4l8UFXxWkrDh97NDxBUV4mecnZOHeRVzkOKCsmsn37aerLJQeoHH8gW-_ycHalWLiEBaL1htGs4S6ntZZE2AtNag_Gp88Nq7fD7PKwkXh67LlQ=s400"/></a></div>
Passa o tempo,
desembrulha-se a saudade e o sorriso enlaça-se de memórias...
Tão bom viver-te e contigo aprender o melhor!
O tempo passa...a saudade aperta e a lágrima teima cair.
Vai.
Sacode e avança.
O tempo nao espera por ti.
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-39398431807870496692021-12-23T22:56:00.000+00:002021-12-23T22:56:14.012+00:00Quase Natal....<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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Será um Natal diferente, onde a música já não toca, a canela e o mel já não cheiram a festa e em que o maior pedido ao Menino é que o tempo salte ou passe rápido.
Será um Natal diferente...Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-76115074496954830262021-12-17T18:26:00.002+00:002021-12-17T18:28:58.900+00:00O brilho a manter...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgT412ZX7WVkhXuKYl0DX3E3TOb0zaN1YqFTQyw-biF5PBzKT6vkZI3MgvQp1AsmzgE2sx7o8r-Qq7GuXW4kbGkc7BrMT8WKN6mTuLnFNwsPswwseKS9SqeNlJAX4yGmt4r4IhbdavRAMg46eSLSxHAsxVJE8vX4j8iNB4GlHAag1djES22wajfd6YdyQ=s4128" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="4128" data-original-width="3096" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEgT412ZX7WVkhXuKYl0DX3E3TOb0zaN1YqFTQyw-biF5PBzKT6vkZI3MgvQp1AsmzgE2sx7o8r-Qq7GuXW4kbGkc7BrMT8WKN6mTuLnFNwsPswwseKS9SqeNlJAX4yGmt4r4IhbdavRAMg46eSLSxHAsxVJE8vX4j8iNB4GlHAag1djES22wajfd6YdyQ=s400"/></a></div>
Reescrevendo Natal...
Lembro-me de ser pequenina e de sentir dezembro como um mês especial!
Lembro-me das férias escolares serem grandes e frias,
de serem tempos de cânticos alegres e de vozes afinadas!
Lembro-me de musgarmos as colinas que retratariam o monte de Belém,
das cascatas e dos lagos, das ruas desenhadas a farinha,
e dos pastores afainados com imensos rebanhos!
Lembro-me dos chocolatinhos dependurados na árvore, numa tentativa solenemente doce de decorar os canos do abeto!
Lembro-me da alegria no olhar de todos os que nos visitavam
e diziam:"-esta também é a minha familia!"
Dezembro, sempre foi um mês especial,
por na minha casa se festejar o NATAL!
Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-2741773973551128902021-12-05T18:40:00.002+00:002021-12-05T18:40:31.229+00:00Serenidade...<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXnXmn8ePqEyTSz98xp4LfyMpSdUB518rbXbwbiYzy5PbqgZcgeBpoBfd16bCUnOD0708W7zlIVjQIoUMzifDL0hTUe44h5GDnhbf8UB7Qsvv9kMayN-VzgZINweOvHPIr41BF63XyvPK/s2048/20211204_152843.jpg" style="display: block; padding: 1em 0; text-align: center; "><img alt="" border="0" height="400" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitXnXmn8ePqEyTSz98xp4LfyMpSdUB518rbXbwbiYzy5PbqgZcgeBpoBfd16bCUnOD0708W7zlIVjQIoUMzifDL0hTUe44h5GDnhbf8UB7Qsvv9kMayN-VzgZINweOvHPIr41BF63XyvPK/s400/20211204_152843.jpg"/></a></div>Luísahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05660049775615303161noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6661911172470519027.post-24902968244223604462021-11-26T21:44:00.000+00:002021-11-26T21:44:08.328+00:00Entre as nuvens e a terra<p><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; 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