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terça-feira, 8 de junho de 2010


                                                                 IN VITRO

                                                           um dia
                                                           pensei que podia mudar o mundo

                                                          hoje
                                                          vivo de recados.

                                                                                                      Cgurgel

segunda-feira, 7 de junho de 2010



                                                             NOTURNA CITY


                                                    a cidade
                                                    tão velha
                                                    despeja
                                                    sonâmbulas fendas

                                                   a cidade
                                                   é uma doença contemporânea

                                                   que escala
                                                   o muro
                                                   de uma
                                                   vergonha incontida

                                                  uma cidade
                                                  tem o perfil
                                                  do bigode
                                                  dos homens perdidos

                                                 uma cidade que se perde
                                                 é uma lenda secular
                                                 que suspira lassidões
                                                 e a buzina
                                                 de um automóvel
                                                 que chora.

                                                                                       Cgurgel


                                                                          TEIA

                                                              declaro
                                                              que já nem sei mais quem sou

                                                              o que ainda réstia
                                                              é só a palavra
                                                              que nem me basta.

                                                                                          Cgurgel
                                   
                                                                                            


                                                                    INDIVÍDUOS

                                                      indivíduos
                                                     são todos aqueles
                                                     que rezam pelos outros

                                                     com velas acesas
                                                     prontas para explodir.

                                                                             Cgurgel

domingo, 6 de junho de 2010

 

                                                                 VAGALUME


                                                  vago
                                                  como quem vaga
                                                  entre o lume
                                                  e as estrelas

                                                  vago
                                                  o lago
                                                  que das estrelas
                                                  é lume

                                                  e nado
                                                  entre o lago
                                                  e o vagalume.

                                                                           Cgurgel

NOVOS RUMOS



                                                vou imprimir novos rumos

                                                ao barco agitado que foi minha vida

                                                fiz minhas velas ao mar

                                               disse adeus sem chorar

                                                e estou de partida

                                                todos os anos vividos

                                                são portos perdidos que eu deixo pra trás

                                               quero viver diferente

                                               que a sorte da gente

                                               é a gente que faz



                                              quando a vida nos cansa

                                              e se perde a esperança

                                              o melhor é partir

                                              ir procurar outros mares

                                              onde outros olhares nos façam sorrir

                                              levo no meu coração

                                             esta triste lição que contigo aprendi

                                             tu me ensinaste em verdade

                                             que a felicidade está longe de ti.

                                                                                                                                                                         
                                                                                        Paulinho da Viola
                                                                CHARADA

                                                   o mundo
                                                   é uma casa ambulante
                                                   cheio de precipícios

                                                  de gerações à gerações
                                                  com obstáculos difícieis.

                                                                              Cgurgel