tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14906930195687920782024-03-13T22:55:35.048-07:00entre vias e vãosgabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.comBlogger41125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-83279390265238915502012-08-28T21:36:00.003-07:002012-08-28T21:36:57.363-07:00É o mundo que anda meio vão<br />Pra quem é só coraçãogabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-46179131466313190522012-08-13T10:37:00.001-07:002012-08-13T10:37:04.292-07:00"Que vai chover quando o sol se cansar,<br />para que flores não faltem."gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-81419267441953760892012-08-01T12:28:00.002-07:002012-08-01T12:28:48.397-07:00A letra toda, a tarde toda.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-33807572843229043992012-07-31T08:38:00.000-07:002012-07-31T08:40:09.824-07:00A poesia não pertence a quem a escreve, mas a quem precisa.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">"Neruda <span style="color: #444444;">- Metáfora é quando se fala uma coisa, mas se compara a outra. Por exemplo, "o céu chora", o que quer dizer que está chovendo.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Carteiro - E por que tem um nome tão complicado?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Neruda - O homem não tem direito sobre a simplicidade e a complexidade das coisas. Quando tentamos explicar, a poesia se torna banal. Melhor do que qualquer explicação, é a experiência das emoções que a poesia revela para uma alma disposta a compreendê-la.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(Silêncio)<br />Carteiro - Como me torno um poeta?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Neruda - Vá caminhando ao longo da baía e observe tudo.</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Carteiro - E vou aprender a criar metáforas?</span><br />
<span style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Neruda - Certamente."</span>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-37261778556358166332012-07-27T10:15:00.001-07:002012-07-27T10:15:04.571-07:00Em dois<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Meus
ouvidos sempre me serviram de janela pro mundo. São generosos quando, num
clarão, sem avisos, me trazem as melodias que passeiam silenciosas por aí, as
acolhem em mim e, num estalar de tempo meio incompreensível, eu recebo um
presente e uma mensagem, como quem diz: “entoa elas pro mundo, devolve elas pra
outros ouvidos”. Mas nesses dias desbotados que vêm se seguindo, eles andam a
faltar comigo.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sou
de perder as horas. Sou de perder a hora de chegar ao cinema. Sou de chegar
quando já escureceu e de sentar logo na frente pra não perder as primeiras cenas.
Mas nesses dias desbotados, os meus ouvidos têm me atiçado atenção pras vozes
de trás, como quem tateia cego cada sussurro da sessão. Eu os acompanho com
inconsciência e voz guia, mimeografando uma por uma: “essa não.. essa é aguda
demais.. indelicada de doer, cara.. pode ser, ouve mais.. não, ri de
desespero.. essa até que fala manso.. espera o fim da sessão..”. A sessão chega
ao fim e as luzes deixam meus olhos comprovarem o “andar em falta”. Eles sabem
como seria encontrar. Eles bem sabem que o ouvir viria em tons tão doces quanto os tons que compõem a tranquilidade. E a sala de cinema é tão pequena,
sabe? Meus ouvidos bem que podiam te encontrar. Eles bem que podiam me trazer a tua
voz.</span> </span></div>
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que o céu é de marfim.gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-491762322800377042012-07-17T12:18:00.001-07:002012-07-17T12:18:36.070-07:00Ascendente em leão e lua em câncer. Agora sim eu começo a me entender..gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-12172764367579252582012-07-16T19:28:00.000-07:002012-07-17T06:56:01.526-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Dia dezesseis e uma história pra contar.gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-80436287716751971022012-07-08T10:44:00.000-07:002012-07-08T10:44:20.142-07:00Se..<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-1147794238422960402012-07-05T19:47:00.000-07:002012-07-05T19:47:27.116-07:00Quem manda se basear tanto nos sentimentos dos outros pra moldar os seus, Gabriel?gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-66450327459258600832012-07-02T21:58:00.000-07:002012-07-02T21:58:20.366-07:00Lágrima é água,<br />lava e leva tristeza.gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-91230436860616045942012-06-03T19:23:00.003-07:002012-06-03T19:29:56.936-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-12934650687476160442012-06-01T12:18:00.004-07:002012-06-01T12:18:49.875-07:00Tantos quão <br />
Nem pouco são<br />
Brandos e sãos<br />
De suas próprias luzesgabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-1763075625188364772012-05-01T11:11:00.001-07:002012-05-01T11:11:47.931-07:00Note to selfYou're along ways away from the place we thought you'd be by now.gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-58839478150732276822012-03-17T16:17:00.000-07:002012-03-17T16:18:11.280-07:00ggabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-49354982086431806172012-03-11T22:12:00.001-07:002012-03-11T22:12:58.981-07:00Tudo que se move<br />Deixa a sua cor.gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-48982555775000452972012-02-28T22:53:00.004-08:002012-02-29T07:24:30.065-08:00Segurar, segurançaQuantos passos pra um querer de braços totalmente abertos<br />Quanto tempo pra um tocar de achego com alento<br />É que até pra pôr(-te) interrogações em fins de linhas, eu ando desconfiante<br />É que eu posso já ter (te) entregue todas as minhas, sem receio<br />É que, bem, eu fechei os olhos num sorrir e ainda não ouvi (teu) ponto aqui<br />É que já chegou meu tempo de escrever com certeza.gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-70084920948001682362011-11-28T07:14:00.000-08:002011-11-28T07:18:12.874-08:00TênueDescalça aqui os teus sapatos<br />Fita meus olhos sob teu laço claro<br />Verde<br />Vem<br /><br />Descobre a chuva<br />Cobre a vulva<br />Traz de encontro a tua luz<br />Todos os astros frios em caminhos nus<br /><br />Areia fria ao mar<br />Areia fria ao mar<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" >gabriel</span></i></div>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-32120203868442411122009-07-22T19:49:00.000-07:002011-11-28T07:23:16.666-08:00LarComeçar<br />vem de um vir<br />de encontro<br />d'aonde<br />quem foi lá de onde vem<br />Ladrilhando<br />o passar, do proteger<br />num dar-de-mãos<br />que se cabem<br /><br />Pincéu<br />no rosto é rubor<div>no céu é sol<br />Calor<br />de lá, da pele de quem tem<br />o zelar em afago<br />Lar<br />num outro alguém<br />é conjugar "lugar"<br /><br />Agora tu vens<br />Que eu já posso criar...<br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size:85%;">gabriel</span></div></div>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-85453247523291563822009-07-21T23:01:00.000-07:002009-07-21T23:35:15.641-07:00Ao final,"se encontrar", <span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >é par</span><span style="font-size:85%;">?</span>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-34034083205082440062009-05-26T19:11:00.000-07:002009-05-26T19:28:52.833-07:00<br><br />Corre e vá dizer pro meu benzinho, um dizer assim:<br />O amor é azulzinho.<br /><br>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-78449573573903318022009-01-14T21:06:00.000-08:002009-01-14T21:16:38.560-08:00<span style="font-family:webdings;"><br /><br /><span style="font-family: courier new;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Face</span> to palm</span></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Tear</span> to tear</span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Mouth</span> to tongue</span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:webdings;"><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:courier new;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-weight: bold;">Heart</span> to ground</span><span style="font-family: courier new;font-family:webdings;font-size:130%;" ><br /></span><br /><br /></span>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-9790696143168680172009-01-07T19:19:00.000-08:002009-01-07T23:05:53.500-08:00The story so far<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2hUbMLESc1o/SWWlrh-T4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/-00dx8DLKDQ/s1600-h/%C3%BAltimo+%2861%29.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2hUbMLESc1o/SWWlrh-T4RI/AAAAAAAAACg/-00dx8DLKDQ/s400/%C3%BAltimo+%2861%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288815504689193234" border="0" /></a><br />1. I <span style="font-style: italic;">can</span> remember the time or place<br />2. <span style="font-style: italic;">And</span> what you were wearing<br />3. It's unclear about how we met<br />4. All I know it was the best conversation that I've ever had<br />5. Until this day I've never found someone<br />6. With eyes as wide as yours<br />7. I've been searching up an down this coast<br />8. Overlooking what I need the most<br /><br />9. Did you notice I was afraid?<br />10. I thought I'd run out of things to say<br />11.<span style="font-family:monospace;"><span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"> </span></span>Two more hours until today burns this away<br />12. And starts all over again<br /><br />*13. The sky will never look the same again<br />14. Until you show me how it could be<br /><br />15. And everything else is irrelevant<br />16. To this story so far<br /><br />(...)<br /><br />17. And when the world turns over<br />18. I'll keep my ears to the wall<br />19. And when the world turns over<br />20. I'll keep my feet straight on the ground<br /><br />21. Did you notice I was afraid?<br />22. I thought I'd run out of things to say<br />23.<span style="font-family:monospace;"><span style="font-family:Georgia,serif;"> </span></span>Two more hours until today burns this away<br />24. And starts all over again<br /><br />25. The sky will never look the same again<br />26. Until you show me how it could be<br />27. Until you show me how it could be<br /><br /><br />New Found Glorygabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1490693019568792078.post-5772882213234261602008-12-19T06:42:00.000-08:002009-06-14T11:10:05.491-07:00Colagem<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2hUbMLESc1o/SUu-OV1DZjI/AAAAAAAAACY/LvLm-zWCRTw/s1600-h/colagem.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 356px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2hUbMLESc1o/SUu-OV1DZjI/AAAAAAAAACY/LvLm-zWCRTw/s400/colagem.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281524141609150002" border="0" /></a><br />Se o coração disparar<br />Num castanho-céu<br />Livre para navegar<br />Como um enorme carrossel<br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255); font-weight: bold;">Você supõe o céu</span><br />Afora mundo<br />Afora tempo<br />Estou pronto para embarcar<br /><br />E avisa que eu só vou voltar<span style="font-family:monospace;"><br /></span>No último vagão,<br />Eu sei.<br /><span style="font-family:monospace;"><br /><br /></span>gabrielhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08862493574880140027noreply@blogger.com2