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quarta-feira, 20 de outubro de 2010

sábado, 4 de setembro de 2010

                                                                            KORPPO


pela cor
a pele
incita

entre teu corpo
que respira

e sobre
meus olhos
que a palavra
habita

tudo
como campo
que procura
luz
e escrita.

Cgurgel

quarta-feira, 30 de junho de 2010



                                                                           CALEIDOSCÓPIO


                                                                       trêmula
                                                                       é a onda
                                                                       que doma o mar e a lua
                                        
                                                                       tão dócil
                                                                       essa onda
                                                                       que sepulta
                                                                       vida e verme

                                                                       lépica
                                                                       essa onda
                                                                       que me esconde
                                                                       e rouba
                                                                       meus espantos
                                                                       e some.
                                                                  
                                                                                        Cgurgel
                                                                    
          


                                                                               PERCURSO


                                                                               por pouco
                                                                               quase nada
                                                                               passei do ponto espaço

                                                                               pulei
                                                                               para o outro lado da horda
                                                                               assim como uma corrente
                                                                               contínua
                                                                      
                                                                               hoje
                                                                               sei que nem sou
                                                                               procuro só
                                                                               pelo que passou.

                                                                                                          Cgurgel
                                                                                        
          


                                                                            ABORIGENE


                                                                       eu não sou pedra
                                                                       sou carne e osso

                                                                       e tudo
                                                                       que flutua e ouço.

                                                                                         Cgurgel

terça-feira, 29 de junho de 2010



                                                                      PERISCÓPIO


                                                              liga-me
                                                              ao teu olhar
                                                              como uma lua
                                                              que flutua
                                                              entre a brisa
                                                              e o mar.

                                                                                         Cgurgel