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Ana Coelho'/><category term='palavras'/><title type='text'>Violino Azul</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>54</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-957792512180733443</id><published>2011-11-27T20:02:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-11-28T16:18:28.472Z</updated><title type='text'>Mãos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VT9JK62QIyc/TtO0Md5ysbI/AAAAAAAACN4/XyMhYiut3rI/s1600/THE-STAR.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VT9JK62QIyc/TtO0Md5ysbI/AAAAAAAACN4/XyMhYiut3rI/s320/THE-STAR.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As tuas mãos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Trazem afagos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas horas tardias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando nada mais resta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;A estrela que me ofereces-te&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cintila de&amp;nbsp; luz &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; Iluminando as noites turvas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;No caminho&amp;nbsp; esperando&amp;nbsp; viagem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Caminho para o cume &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Do grande silêncio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E lá no infinito &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brilhará sozinha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada ponta um dedo&lt;br /&gt;Como um Sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que te afagará&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos penosos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O teu coração de diamante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Violino azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-957792512180733443?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/957792512180733443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=957792512180733443' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/957792512180733443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/957792512180733443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/11/maos.html' title='Mãos'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VT9JK62QIyc/TtO0Md5ysbI/AAAAAAAACN4/XyMhYiut3rI/s72-c/THE-STAR.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-5965650246110637931</id><published>2011-10-09T14:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-15T12:46:36.441+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='para ti'/><title type='text'>Ofereceste-me um poema</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiX3Ufx8ON8/TplyatgZEBI/AAAAAAAAB50/GDLivQYKX64/s1600/VIOLINISTA2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="185" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiX3Ufx8ON8/TplyatgZEBI/AAAAAAAAB50/GDLivQYKX64/s320/VIOLINISTA2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recordo o encantamento das palavras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Musicadas de bem-querer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas melodias encontradas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em cada amanhecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Foram rosas, foram duetos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As sinfonias bem orquestradas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Deste permanecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E na amizade construída&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nasceram mil sois&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hoje iluminam-me a vida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Num poema pintado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas cordas de um violino&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Para Ti tocado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By Violino Azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;09/10/2011&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-5965650246110637931?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/5965650246110637931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=5965650246110637931' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5965650246110637931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5965650246110637931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/10/ofereceste-me-um-poema_09.html' title='Ofereceste-me um poema'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UiX3Ufx8ON8/TplyatgZEBI/AAAAAAAAB50/GDLivQYKX64/s72-c/VIOLINISTA2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3215838117597987527</id><published>2011-07-14T08:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:29:00.276+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='para ti'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='e para ti.'/><title type='text'>Harmonia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iP00N86BJI/Th6eA2668SI/AAAAAAAABTw/Rukqlp_VZtY/s1600/harmonia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 321px; height: 350px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629110321839534370" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iP00N86BJI/Th6eA2668SI/AAAAAAAABTw/Rukqlp_VZtY/s400/harmonia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje….&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou aqui de espírito liberto&lt;br /&gt;E na liberdade dos sentires digo… Paz&lt;br /&gt;Na paz de espírito te digo … Amor&lt;br /&gt;E nesse amor está contida a Força&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na força do querer o Desejo&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de que estejas em Harmonia&lt;br /&gt;E na harmonia vivas a Tranquilidade&lt;br /&gt;Porque este é o único desejo da Amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amizade que te sinto&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo nas ausências&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca estará ausente&lt;br /&gt;Quem mora no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Porque existem janelas abertas&lt;br /&gt;As janelas dos meus e dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Nos horizontes em nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9/7/2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A paz é a forma mais bela de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;William Ellery Channing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3215838117597987527?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3215838117597987527/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3215838117597987527' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3215838117597987527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3215838117597987527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/07/harmonia.html' title='Harmonia'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5iP00N86BJI/Th6eA2668SI/AAAAAAAABTw/Rukqlp_VZtY/s72-c/harmonia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3697900039359119264</id><published>2011-06-05T12:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T12:58:50.635+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempestade de afectos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4c0bmnk6B1Y/TetvdJeacCI/AAAAAAAAALs/lwkJglmmrQk/s1600/hera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" width="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4c0bmnk6B1Y/TetvdJeacCI/AAAAAAAAALs/lwkJglmmrQk/s400/hera.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto o fogo da tua ausência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dói como setas flamejantes no meu peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sinto  o ruído surdo do vendaval dos afectos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nas revoltas de intempéries sem  farol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Atravesso o desconhecido com ancoras de solidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vivo o segredo  repartido das amarras da ilusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Onde imperam Luas cheias de cânticos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E  Sois como dedos sequiosos de paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Está tudo tão longe e tão perto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Á  distancia de galáxias estrelares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;De azuis que guardo em baús  esquecidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Preciso atravessar o deserto de luz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que me leva ao meu  Mundo esquecido&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E as lágrimas orvalhadas de mel que seduz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;As tempestades  sem ondas de cristal perdido &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em turbilhão de areias de marés  desertas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Em vales Lunares que acabarão florindo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Neste coração perdido nas  horas incertas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;By beijo azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3697900039359119264?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3697900039359119264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3697900039359119264' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3697900039359119264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3697900039359119264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/06/tempestade-de-afectos.html' title='Tempestade de afectos'/><author><name>magenta®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16778977525565706008</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='22' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s9NmgPGLmnE/TePfIez2NRI/AAAAAAAAAI8/cKut7EDJ5aQ/s220/euluso.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4c0bmnk6B1Y/TetvdJeacCI/AAAAAAAAALs/lwkJglmmrQk/s72-c/hera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-6770229152901348019</id><published>2011-05-30T12:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:30:15.542+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem google'/><title type='text'>Calaram-se os Lírios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-wJ1FRBw6U/TeOAz2-rULI/AAAAAAAABBI/_IVFJSVddGY/s1600/lirio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 363px; height: 268px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612471189053853874" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-wJ1FRBw6U/TeOAz2-rULI/AAAAAAAABBI/_IVFJSVddGY/s400/lirio.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calaram-se os Lírios&lt;br /&gt;Chorei lírios na melancolia do dia&lt;br /&gt;E os sentimentos tremeram&lt;br /&gt;Na folhagem sonolenta da vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colhi as raízes dos restos de mim&lt;br /&gt;E os ventos ciclónicos baloiçaram&lt;br /&gt;Nas cordas de um violino&lt;br /&gt;Aquele que tocava melodias brancas para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os orvalhos perpetuados nas flores do dia,&lt;br /&gt;Perderam a fremência esbatida nos sons da noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais resta do que esculpir a chuva&lt;br /&gt;Em lágrimas agredindo o vento&lt;br /&gt;Rasgando o tecido vivo que me cobre de dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calaram-se os Lirios!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-6770229152901348019?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/6770229152901348019/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=6770229152901348019' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6770229152901348019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6770229152901348019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/05/calaram-se-os-lirios.html' title='Calaram-se os Lírios'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E-wJ1FRBw6U/TeOAz2-rULI/AAAAAAAABBI/_IVFJSVddGY/s72-c/lirio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7902969139166678567</id><published>2011-04-14T21:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T12:31:14.531+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dás-me a mão sem me tocar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nDbBGa0gGo/TaddUIJuA3I/AAAAAAAAALE/TyD9-9BQ0Ss/s1600/mao%2Btocar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595543662398145394" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nDbBGa0gGo/TaddUIJuA3I/AAAAAAAAALE/TyD9-9BQ0Ss/s400/mao%2Btocar.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 381px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 337px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Dás-me a mão sem me tocar &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ardem-te poemas nas veias &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bebes o vinho amargo da vida &lt;br /&gt;Saboreias o horizonte vivo de memórias &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aromas de terras proibidas &lt;br /&gt;E na Ilha adornada de flores &lt;br /&gt;Cresceu a ventura de teu nome &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sintonia da noite, &lt;br /&gt;Crescem músicas &lt;br /&gt;E nos dedos os poemas tomam a cor das notas &lt;br /&gt;Duetos perfeitos adormecem a madrugada &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho saudades do que és, &lt;br /&gt;Porque me ensinaste o que foste &lt;br /&gt;Tolerância nos momentos amargos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje caminho nos prados verdes da vida &lt;br /&gt;Foste o farol guiando a nau perdida &lt;br /&gt;É assim a amizade que te sinto verdadeira &lt;br /&gt;Quando me dás a mão sem me tocar &lt;br /&gt;À distância de um olhar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haeremai-beijo azul &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) J. PEDRO MARTINS &lt;br /&gt;Playful wind - ERNESTO CORTAZAR &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor  HAEREMAI&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7902969139166678567?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7902969139166678567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7902969139166678567' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7902969139166678567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7902969139166678567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/04/das-me-mao-sem-me-tocar.html' title='Dás-me a mão sem me tocar'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3nDbBGa0gGo/TaddUIJuA3I/AAAAAAAAALE/TyD9-9BQ0Ss/s72-c/mao%2Btocar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3670885568060476040</id><published>2011-02-19T14:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-08-27T17:56:12.397+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Glauco Possera'/><title type='text'>Esquece-me devagar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6b5IP9Us6_g/TV_TglCypVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SM0X-VIfUus/s1600/esquece.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: center; margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 353px; display: block; height: 300px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575407420361057618" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6b5IP9Us6_g/TV_TglCypVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SM0X-VIfUus/s400/esquece.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas horas tardias, tarda a madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Esvai-se o olhar perdido, no sorriso do Luar&lt;br /&gt;No silencio de mim, vejo-te no nada&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo o que tenho… é o recordar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor… meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Sei-te comigo nas distâncias infinitas&lt;br /&gt;No esplendor do Sol e na cor do Mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-te na minha pele em beijos Outonais&lt;br /&gt;Meu amor…. Meu amor&lt;br /&gt;Meu doce entardecer, meu abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Meu sonho em doces madrigais&lt;br /&gt;Ama-me… ama-me&lt;br /&gt;Mas esquece-me devagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3670885568060476040?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3670885568060476040/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3670885568060476040' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3670885568060476040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3670885568060476040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2011/02/esquece-me-devagar.html' title='Esquece-me devagar'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6b5IP9Us6_g/TV_TglCypVI/AAAAAAAAAK8/SM0X-VIfUus/s72-c/esquece.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-8673550941899205256</id><published>2010-10-16T18:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T18:28:15.365+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in Olhares.com Autor(a) ..&quot;El Paso&quot;..'/><title type='text'>Uivos da noite, silêncios da madrugada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TLngYt_iPnI/AAAAAAAAA10/WXEuNU2gEkI/s1600/uivos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5528696732841557618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TLngYt_iPnI/AAAAAAAAA10/WXEuNU2gEkI/s320/uivos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando uiva a noite e cala a madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Acende fogueiras o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Nas fagulhas dispersas e línguas de nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dispo-me de mim olhando o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;E a lua se esconde temendo a cor onde dorme&lt;br /&gt;Quieta e calada segue a melancolia&lt;br /&gt;Gemem as cordas tocadas nas cores do dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São os fantasmas que se desprendem&lt;br /&gt;Que enchem a tela da vida&lt;br /&gt;Olho para ela, nada de cor...sentida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero o que vejo, nem o que sinto&lt;br /&gt;Quero apenas um olhar, aquele que pressinto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-8673550941899205256?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/8673550941899205256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=8673550941899205256' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/8673550941899205256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/8673550941899205256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/10/uivos-da-noite-silencios-da-madrugada.html' title='Uivos da noite, silêncios da madrugada'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TLngYt_iPnI/AAAAAAAAA10/WXEuNU2gEkI/s72-c/uivos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-490616771309546745</id><published>2010-09-21T10:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T11:09:41.719+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) J. PEDRO MARTINS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Omar Akram - Dançando com o Vento'/><title type='text'>A valsa do vento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TJiCejHJrYI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Cix9MUIRzak/s1600/vento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519304804675464578" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TJiCejHJrYI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Cix9MUIRzak/s400/vento.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-me levar pelos olhos do vento&lt;br /&gt;Sulcos de perdas gargantas sofridas&lt;br /&gt;Tardes perdidas no tempo algoz&lt;br /&gt;Danço valsas contigo no tempo de nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lá onde o&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Nos espera&lt;br /&gt;Dou guarida á&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;solidão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pedras &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;contam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Perdidas &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um rosário de&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;lamentos&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho na mudez da minha voz&lt;br /&gt;Nas colinas abraçadas pelos ventos&lt;br /&gt;No labirinto de mim, procurando por nós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-490616771309546745?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/490616771309546745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=490616771309546745' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/490616771309546745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/490616771309546745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/09/valsa-do-vento.html' title='A valsa do vento'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TJiCejHJrYI/AAAAAAAAA0A/Cix9MUIRzak/s72-c/vento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-2030815878310042457</id><published>2010-08-26T08:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T08:31:39.518+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Sandra Marques'/><title type='text'>Amalgama Dolorosa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/THYX0knSAtI/AAAAAAAABCY/ZsvQkOpmgZg/s1600/mim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509617386083451602" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/THYX0knSAtI/AAAAAAAABCY/ZsvQkOpmgZg/s320/mim.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O azul do meu mar enegrece&lt;br /&gt;A sombra do meu olhar acentua-se&lt;br /&gt;De tristeza parida pelo tumulto do teu mar&lt;br /&gt;Neste entardecer antecipado&lt;br /&gt;A música da alma ecoa adocicando&lt;br /&gt;O olhar marejado e carente de azul&lt;br /&gt;Por lapsos de tempo intemporal&lt;br /&gt;A alma navega sem quimeras&lt;br /&gt;Ao sabor de rotinas pré existenciais&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo não pára nem recua&lt;br /&gt;Avança sempre implacável&lt;br /&gt;Os sentires misturam-se&lt;br /&gt;Numa amalgama dolorosa&lt;br /&gt;De quereres impetuosos&lt;br /&gt;Afagos, lágrimas, silêncios&lt;br /&gt;Sussurros embargados&lt;br /&gt;Pelo longínquo horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Corpos cansados dispersos ameigados&lt;br /&gt;Pela imensurabilidade universal&lt;br /&gt;Persistente, sentida e presente … sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Liliana Jardim @&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este poema é sobre ti, beijinho azul!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Sandra Marques &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-2030815878310042457?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/2030815878310042457/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=2030815878310042457' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2030815878310042457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2030815878310042457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/08/o-azul-do-meu-mar-enegrece-sombra-do.html' title='Amalgama Dolorosa'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/THYX0knSAtI/AAAAAAAABCY/ZsvQkOpmgZg/s72-c/mim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3396058515050527097</id><published>2010-08-23T03:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-23T03:25:20.350+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem  Autor(a) MARIAH in olhares.com'/><title type='text'>Longe de Mim, Perto de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/THHbOmGLEDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/GqDvXh7u0eU/s1600/loge+perto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 386px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508424863041916978" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/THHbOmGLEDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/GqDvXh7u0eU/s400/loge+perto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas caminhadas da vida&lt;br /&gt;perdi-me de mim&lt;br /&gt;Nas encruzilhadas dos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;perdi-me de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo esquecida de mim&lt;br /&gt;Querendo viver para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo passa e tudo fica indiferente&lt;br /&gt;Quando grito procurando a luz&lt;br /&gt;O sonho ferido vive permanente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tu perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Neste amor ausente&lt;br /&gt;E eu longe de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O inverso oferecido pelo espelho&lt;br /&gt;Deixaria a fantasia&lt;br /&gt;E meu amor por ti morreria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teimo em viver para ti&lt;br /&gt;Só restas tu e a solidão&lt;br /&gt;E no acabar dos dias&lt;br /&gt;O frio da lua sorri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque me perdi de mim&lt;br /&gt;E no negro profundo da noite&lt;br /&gt;A lua chora baixinho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque morri para mim&lt;br /&gt;Ao renascer para ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Autor(a) MARIAH in olhares.com&lt;br /&gt;http://olhares.aeiou.pt/a_noite_troco ... s_sonhos_foto1612024.html&lt;br /&gt;Gheorghe Zamfir - Recuerdos&lt;br /&gt;Autor HAEREMAI&lt;br /&gt;21/8/10 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3396058515050527097?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3396058515050527097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3396058515050527097' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3396058515050527097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3396058515050527097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/08/longe-de-mim-perto-de-ti.html' title='Longe de Mim, Perto de ti'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/THHbOmGLEDI/AAAAAAAAAx0/GqDvXh7u0eU/s72-c/loge+perto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-1956811504793449406</id><published>2010-08-17T13:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T14:02:57.401+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Pedro Moreira'/><title type='text'>Duetos :  Um Outro Olhar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/TGqIZYLukNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/JdGXdVvQ5nE/s1600/dueto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506363463983599826" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/TGqIZYLukNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/JdGXdVvQ5nE/s400/dueto.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na linha do horizonte,&lt;br /&gt;Existe um sol que abraça&lt;br /&gt;O meu coração distante&lt;br /&gt;Como um lamento perdido no vento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o aperto no meio do peito,&lt;br /&gt;Neste sentir que me consome&lt;br /&gt;Pergunto por ti ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Nas tempestades do meu peito&lt;br /&gt;com o retumbar dos clarões,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vagueando na noite vestida de luar&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo o arquejar do pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Perdido nas ondas desse mar&lt;br /&gt;No abismo sombrio dos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele grita mas não o oiço&lt;br /&gt;Perdida nas encostas íngremes&lt;br /&gt;Do meu eterno desejo&lt;br /&gt;Em galgar a estrela polar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transformar-me em constelações&lt;br /&gt;E vestir-me de nebulosas&lt;br /&gt;Os confins do universo,&lt;br /&gt;Em janelas dimensionais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto nas notas da tua música&lt;br /&gt;Sem saber o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Onde danço e me solto prestes a naufragar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como os temporais que devastam&lt;br /&gt;As árvores seculares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa imensurabilidade de azul que não é meu&lt;br /&gt;Onde quero somente desbravar&lt;br /&gt;Novos caminhos inexplorados de (a)mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentires à distância&lt;br /&gt;De uma voz, de um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;De um outro olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul e Liliana Jardim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23/11/08&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada amiga. Este foi o ultimo trabalho que fizemos juntas há 2 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1956811504793449406?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1956811504793449406/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1956811504793449406' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1956811504793449406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1956811504793449406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/08/duetos-um-outro-olhar.html' title='Duetos :  Um Outro Olhar'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/TGqIZYLukNI/AAAAAAAAAJw/JdGXdVvQ5nE/s72-c/dueto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-4469879787103459562</id><published>2010-08-02T17:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T19:12:43.502+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music: Paul Mauriat  Orchestre You Don&apos;t Have To Say You Love Me'/><title type='text'>Eu, Tu e a Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TFb595V2zKI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iKk1fB8mH50/s1600/saudade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500858836639468706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TFb595V2zKI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iKk1fB8mH50/s400/saudade.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo num mundo onde a tranquilidade não tem nome&lt;br /&gt;Passam os dias num lugar de águas cristalinas&lt;br /&gt;E vegetação viva, morta na saudade de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perco o rumo que tentei encontrar&lt;br /&gt;Nos caminhos abertos pela solidão.&lt;br /&gt;Gemem os pássaros do paraíso&lt;br /&gt;Á passagem dos ventos silenciados pela noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As brumas tomam conta do meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;que já nem sei a cor.&lt;br /&gt;O espelho contínua olhando-me fixamente&lt;br /&gt;Já não me reconheço.&lt;br /&gt;Sulcos vincam-me na passagem derradeira&lt;br /&gt;das lágrimas correntes em lagoas submersas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como pode doer tanto a imagem dum rosto ausente?&lt;br /&gt;Porque será que o tempo tenta manter-te cativo&lt;br /&gt;no meu pensamento?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me reconheço mais na ausência de mim&lt;br /&gt;quando no meu corpo existe apenas &lt;br /&gt;um pouco daquilo que de ti me ficou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto procuro a paz e tento perdoar-te&lt;br /&gt;a ausência na tentativa de te libertar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Daniel Barcelos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-4469879787103459562?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/4469879787103459562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=4469879787103459562' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4469879787103459562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4469879787103459562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/08/eu-tu-e-saudade.html' title='Eu, Tu e a Saudade'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TFb595V2zKI/AAAAAAAAAwg/iKk1fB8mH50/s72-c/saudade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-6716617142129549919</id><published>2010-07-31T16:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T16:27:17.699+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Pedro Carvalho'/><title type='text'>Anjo De Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/TFRAp2Y4Q8I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uUZNvGZx-9c/s1600/anjov.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500092132644897730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/TFRAp2Y4Q8I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uUZNvGZx-9c/s400/anjov.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas margens da vida, o sonho luta pelo amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;São as noites vazias de luar, onde o sonho flutua&lt;br /&gt;Aves rompem os céus, procurando o entardecer&lt;br /&gt;E os meus olhos, sentem o brilho dos teus em orbitais de lua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor que te sinto, para além do que sou&lt;br /&gt;Ardem as veias em tumultuosa paixão&lt;br /&gt;Nos horizontes longínquos de nós, onde falece a razão&lt;br /&gt;Brinca o destino, caminho em sentido inverso sem saber onde estou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nós caminharemos neste deserto infinito&lt;br /&gt;Descalça fico de esperança, amando, sofrendo o anoitecer&lt;br /&gt;Sentirás nesta caminhada, mesmo que os olhos feitos marés&lt;br /&gt;As asas de um anjo, transformou para este amor proteger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E um dia, quando a tormenta acontecer&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te das minhas lágrimas de sangue&lt;br /&gt;Das minhas asas abertas e cortadas&lt;br /&gt;Irrompendo contra a natureza, te protegendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste amor sem fim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31/7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enya - Angeles &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-6716617142129549919?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/6716617142129549919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=6716617142129549919' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6716617142129549919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6716617142129549919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/07/anjo-de-ti.html' title='Anjo De Ti'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/TFRAp2Y4Q8I/AAAAAAAAAJo/uUZNvGZx-9c/s72-c/anjov.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-9195724362885310974</id><published>2010-07-21T01:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T01:27:05.637+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='A estrela da sorte Obrigada amiga'/><title type='text'>Uma Estrela Na Minha Mão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TEY-oD_3g8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/4udS44owsys/s1600/estrela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496149253241144258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TEY-oD_3g8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/4udS44owsys/s320/estrela.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá longe no firmamento&lt;br /&gt;Olhas-me distante&lt;br /&gt;És rio, és poente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ofereceste-me um dia&lt;br /&gt;A estrelinha da sorte&lt;br /&gt;Perdemo-nos nos destinos&lt;br /&gt;Ficou vazia,&lt;br /&gt;Perdida sem Norte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas existe no olhar&lt;br /&gt;Cativo para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Morreu por um dia&lt;br /&gt;Mas continua presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ofereces-me a tua mão&lt;br /&gt;E a luz se reflecte&lt;br /&gt;Em cada dedo um sol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Transforma a noite cor de breu&lt;br /&gt;Em cristais finos de vida&lt;br /&gt;Esquecendo o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Quando de ti andei perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Marta&lt;br /&gt;STAMATIS SPANOUDAKIS - Dare to dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-9195724362885310974?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/9195724362885310974/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=9195724362885310974' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/9195724362885310974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/9195724362885310974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/07/uma-estrela-na-minha-mao.html' title='Uma Estrela Na Minha Mão'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TEY-oD_3g8I/AAAAAAAAAwA/4udS44owsys/s72-c/estrela.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7564396403784101149</id><published>2010-07-17T04:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T04:03:35.222+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Pedro de Sá'/><title type='text'>Como águas cristalinas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TEEdQBVkx5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5_q4tCYux64/s1600/at.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494705181442754450" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TEEdQBVkx5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5_q4tCYux64/s320/at.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras transparentes&lt;br /&gt;Como águas cristalinas&lt;br /&gt;Viajam nos teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Puras e quentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como águas cristalinas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao toque das madrugadas&lt;br /&gt;Ficam belas as palavras&lt;br /&gt;Verdadeiras, amadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como águas cristalinas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emergindo do chão&lt;br /&gt;Assim a tua alma&lt;br /&gt;Pura, doirada&lt;br /&gt;Perfumada pelo Sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7564396403784101149?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7564396403784101149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7564396403784101149' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7564396403784101149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7564396403784101149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/07/como-aguas-cristalinas.html' title='Como águas cristalinas'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TEEdQBVkx5I/AAAAAAAAAvQ/5_q4tCYux64/s72-c/at.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3596572362173443832</id><published>2010-07-15T04:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T04:26:54.148+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imagem in Olhares.com  Autor(a) Luis Borges Alves'/><title type='text'>Desafios de Silêncio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TD5_iasP9yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/a9MlozweGns/s1600/desafios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5493968824695781154" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TD5_iasP9yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/a9MlozweGns/s320/desafios.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desafios de silêncio&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos quebrados,&lt;br /&gt;Mas nunca sublimados&lt;br /&gt;Pelas paredes do tempo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ondas que se agigantam&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do peito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero Setembro&lt;br /&gt;O meu e o teu sonho&lt;br /&gt;Reparto letargias pueris&lt;br /&gt;Onde a sede é insana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podes chamar derradeiros&lt;br /&gt;Estes versos solitários&lt;br /&gt;Na procura do Ser, em ondas soltas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em qualquer cidade&lt;br /&gt;A solidão&lt;br /&gt;Terá contornos de vulcão&lt;br /&gt;E oceanos de paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as estrelas que me ofereces&lt;br /&gt;Em sonhos distantes&lt;br /&gt;Iluminam a noite cor de breu&lt;br /&gt;Onde permanecem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;n&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3596572362173443832?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3596572362173443832/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3596572362173443832' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3596572362173443832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3596572362173443832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/07/desafios-de-silencio.html' title='Desafios de Silêncio'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TD5_iasP9yI/AAAAAAAAAvI/a9MlozweGns/s72-c/desafios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-1363192390695639101</id><published>2010-07-08T18:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-08T18:35:16.704+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Almor Loucao'/><title type='text'>Meditando sobre a solidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TDYMLgmTQsI/AAAAAAAAAuo/MvkiqKx4x7Q/s1600/Solid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491590187493573314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TDYMLgmTQsI/AAAAAAAAAuo/MvkiqKx4x7Q/s400/Solid.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espreita a dor na noite adormecida pela dolência da espera. E eis que silenciosamente se encaminha pelos becos da solidão. Senti esta dor na dor de todas as dores. Passos invisíveis caminham procurando o fim do tormento. A alma grita, padece mas... um dia o sol acorda e de novo vem beijar a pele adormecida de sensações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto mas tanto anseio para que a solidão se esbata em acordes de musica de violino tocada na alegria dos amanheceres nocturnos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero, esperamos na solidão de nunca estares só. Estamos, estou e estaremos juntos na procura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Um dia o sol beijar-te-á de novo a pele e afagar-te-á o sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1363192390695639101?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1363192390695639101/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1363192390695639101' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1363192390695639101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1363192390695639101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/07/meditando-sobre-solidao.html' title='Meditando sobre a solidão'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TDYMLgmTQsI/AAAAAAAAAuo/MvkiqKx4x7Q/s72-c/Solid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-4230143202066216134</id><published>2010-06-21T00:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T00:55:10.692+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem Flickr.com/ elliotcarvalho'/><title type='text'>A música dos sentidos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TB6pT9vQaXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/vxtkepTbYhU/s1600/musica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 286px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485007556639222130" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TB6pT9vQaXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/vxtkepTbYhU/s400/musica.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorro a longitude do vento&lt;br /&gt;Em ondas gravitacionais me sublimo&lt;br /&gt;Ascendo ao cosmos onde te procuro&lt;br /&gt;Nas estrelas que habitam o teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os teus sentires são sublimes&lt;br /&gt;Não encontram repercussão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ser humano diferente&lt;br /&gt;Com amores nas asas do vento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tocam os teus dedos piano&lt;br /&gt;Nas areias o deserto dos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Em músicas desiguais compões a pauta&lt;br /&gt;Elevas o amor em sublime redenção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre as ondas, sempre o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Onde sentes o pulsar&lt;br /&gt;Desse amor derradeiro&lt;br /&gt;Perdido no mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-4230143202066216134?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/4230143202066216134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=4230143202066216134' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4230143202066216134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4230143202066216134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/06/musica-dos-sentidos.html' title='A música dos sentidos'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TB6pT9vQaXI/AAAAAAAAAtE/vxtkepTbYhU/s72-c/musica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-2757666527403446299</id><published>2010-06-03T08:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T09:16:17.200+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafio proposto pela poetisa Liliana jardim'/><title type='text'>Estas mãos grandes que enaltecem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lg.princesa.blog.uol.com.br/images/vida.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 448px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 336px; CURSOR: hand" border="0" alt="" src="http://lg.princesa.blog.uol.com.br/images/vida.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas mãos grandes que enaltecem&lt;br /&gt;Todos os feitos de luz&lt;br /&gt;Cortam prisões de apelos tamanhos&lt;br /&gt;Mil estrelas nos olhos produzem&lt;br /&gt;Esta absorção em mãos e pétalas&lt;br /&gt;Como sinfonias de vidro&lt;br /&gt;Calçam a magnitude de um sonho&lt;br /&gt;E nas minhas memorias que o fogo prende&lt;br /&gt;A mão de luz alcança&lt;br /&gt;Bálsamos e aromas de sândalo&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos desmoronados&lt;br /&gt;Poisam a saudade no teu cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;Á luz de um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/news/article.php?storyid=135281"&gt;http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/news/article.php?storyid=135281&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-2757666527403446299?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/2757666527403446299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=2757666527403446299' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2757666527403446299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2757666527403446299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/06/estas-maos-grandes-que-enaltecem.html' title='Estas mãos grandes que enaltecem'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-1693970845537792260</id><published>2010-05-19T11:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:29:02.919+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Até sempre'/><title type='text'>Na Orla Do Poeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_gUZvI9eqI/AAAAAAAAATw/gbPXhu8e4-U/s1600/oceano+divino+Jomasipe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 316px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474147779452172962" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_gUZvI9eqI/AAAAAAAAATw/gbPXhu8e4-U/s400/oceano+divino+Jomasipe.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há em cada palavra&lt;br /&gt;O murmurar do sonho&lt;br /&gt;Trazido pelo ardor do mar&lt;br /&gt;Nas almas profundas mais alem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amores querem libertar&lt;br /&gt;Porque puras e transparentes&lt;br /&gt;Se vão em cada caminhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste poema ondulante&lt;br /&gt;Navegam não só almas&lt;br /&gt;Navega a fragilidade&lt;br /&gt;Na orla do poeta&lt;br /&gt;Comungando com a tela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magistral pintura que eleva&lt;br /&gt;Na transcendência do ser&lt;br /&gt;Universo não visível&lt;br /&gt;Tocado por mãos&lt;br /&gt;E palavras ancestrais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tela do poeta e artista plastico Jomasipe "Oceano_Divino" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1693970845537792260?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1693970845537792260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1693970845537792260' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1693970845537792260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1693970845537792260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/05/despedida.html' title='Na Orla Do Poeta'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_gUZvI9eqI/AAAAAAAAATw/gbPXhu8e4-U/s72-c/oceano+divino+Jomasipe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-1498403213408749743</id><published>2010-03-05T03:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:30:45.272+01:00</updated><title type='text'>levo a ilusão no bolso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Va-JbUgvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nJythnrXPY8/s1600/levo+a+ilusao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473380945867604722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Va-JbUgvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nJythnrXPY8/s400/levo+a+ilusao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/281/2814828.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parada num canto da vida&lt;br /&gt;Levo no bolso o que foi o amor&lt;br /&gt;Na saudade na dor repartida&lt;br /&gt;Escrevo-te uma última carta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daquelas que só os voos&lt;br /&gt;De um condor entendem&lt;br /&gt;Ondas planadas de liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Sobrevoadas pela razão&lt;br /&gt;Intolerante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trago na bagagem um sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Volto á terra de ninguém&lt;br /&gt;Onde me procuro e encontro&lt;br /&gt;Deixo ao tempo a cura,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A esperança dos caminhos oblíquos&lt;br /&gt;Fazer montanhas&lt;br /&gt;Treparei sem pudor,&lt;br /&gt;Estas que se assemelham&lt;br /&gt;Às tuas formas de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo Azul&lt;br /&gt;´&lt;br /&gt;foto in olhares .com Autor(a) Paulo A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1498403213408749743?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1498403213408749743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1498403213408749743' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1498403213408749743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1498403213408749743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/03/parada-num-canto-da-vida-levo-no-bolso.html' title='levo a ilusão no bolso'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Va-JbUgvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/nJythnrXPY8/s72-c/levo+a+ilusao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-4507424551687303617</id><published>2010-02-18T18:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:32:21.842+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fénix</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VbxpJg2fI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hj0k0VYIQWQ/s1600/fenix.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 334px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473381830556178930" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VbxpJg2fI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hj0k0VYIQWQ/s400/fenix.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crescem desejos eternos na loucura de ti&lt;br /&gt;Espasmos latentes de sonhos fertilizados&lt;br /&gt;Na candura idealizada no tempo imperturbável&lt;br /&gt;Que nada sente e fica imutável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente este tormento, esta falta&lt;br /&gt;Dos sentidos inacabados&lt;br /&gt;Vivências em paralelismos soçobrados&lt;br /&gt;Dos queres tocados idealizados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este querer que dói&lt;br /&gt;Nas sombras na noite desenhado&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a pele húmida e o desejo&lt;br /&gt;De estar sempre a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este sentimento que me sufoca&lt;br /&gt;Em incandescentes momentos alados&lt;br /&gt;Em turbilhões que me fervem nas veias&lt;br /&gt;Incandescências inabaláveis sublimadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero-te!&lt;br /&gt;V&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;O sonho permanece nas asas de Fénix&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adagio. Lara fabian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foto in olhares.com Autor(a) DDiArte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-4507424551687303617?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/4507424551687303617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=4507424551687303617' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4507424551687303617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4507424551687303617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2010/02/fenix.html' title='Fénix'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VbxpJg2fI/AAAAAAAAAPs/hj0k0VYIQWQ/s72-c/fenix.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-521854105965275402</id><published>2009-12-17T23:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:33:25.022+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Trajes de Noite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VdPgDgf7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/9z2gGhjsL4I/s1600/Trages.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473383443022774194" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VdPgDgf7I/AAAAAAAAAP0/9z2gGhjsL4I/s400/Trages.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vislumbro&lt;br /&gt;a tua silhueta&lt;br /&gt;na linha do horizonte&lt;br /&gt;viajo na solidão&lt;br /&gt;em águas imaginárias&lt;br /&gt;na dor&lt;br /&gt;de não estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;saltam-me&lt;br /&gt;lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;de mar intenso&lt;br /&gt;cor de gerberas&lt;br /&gt;predilectas&lt;br /&gt;pétalas bem-me-quer&lt;br /&gt;partilhadas&lt;br /&gt;por afagos espelhados&lt;br /&gt;danço&lt;br /&gt;em mares delicados&lt;br /&gt;sentires&lt;br /&gt;penetrantes&lt;br /&gt;ao sabor do teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;vivo&lt;br /&gt;no meu universo&lt;br /&gt;de loucura e de afectos&lt;br /&gt;ruído surdo&lt;br /&gt;onde me desdobro&lt;br /&gt;em músicas coloridas&lt;br /&gt;vestidas&lt;br /&gt;em trajes de noite&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Clayderman - Mariage D'amour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Nuno Manuel Baptista &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-521854105965275402?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/521854105965275402/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=521854105965275402' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/521854105965275402'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-711989168840202997</id><published>2009-10-14T00:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:46:07.693+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto in olhares.com Autor(a) Francisco Freire'/><title type='text'>Espero-Te no Tempo de Mim.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VfkQea02I/AAAAAAAAAP8/UYO83il09q4/s1600/espero-te.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473385998641189730" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VfkQea02I/AAAAAAAAAP8/UYO83il09q4/s400/espero-te.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o beijo nas incandescentes marés&lt;br /&gt;em ondas de meiguice, esculpo o desejo&lt;br /&gt;embalado em saborosas maresias&lt;br /&gt;rochedo onde deposito suavemente o beijo&lt;br /&gt;faço lentamente a viagem em quimeras&lt;br /&gt;nas tuas mãos, imagino estrelas cadentes&lt;br /&gt;em brilho fulgente de lua cheia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contemplo o mar que me sorri&lt;br /&gt;estendo-lhe os braços trémulos&lt;br /&gt;encurto distancias invisíveis&lt;br /&gt;nele delineio alamedas&lt;br /&gt;ornadas de lírios brancos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a doce brisa acaricia-me&lt;br /&gt;na saudade de mim.&lt;br /&gt;nesta noite de magia&lt;br /&gt;onde os sonhos cavalgam&lt;br /&gt;o tempo que não chega&lt;br /&gt;nesta espera sem fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul &amp;amp; Liliana Maciel &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-711989168840202997?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VfkQea02I/AAAAAAAAAP8/UYO83il09q4/s72-c/espero-te.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7369109115861523511</id><published>2009-10-08T00:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:38:00.276+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foto in olhares.com  Autor(a) Liliana Maciel'/><title type='text'>Olha-me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VgUVP59aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FvWZkNSW3jA/s1600/fot+li.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473386824556213666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VgUVP59aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FvWZkNSW3jA/s400/fot+li.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha-Me !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhas-me e não me vês….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou o que escrevo, o amor, a vida, o sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Sou cerúleo mar, tormento&lt;br /&gt;Sou paz, sol, inverno, lamento&lt;br /&gt;Ave, dor, folha de Outono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grão de areia num mundo de beleza e luz&lt;br /&gt;Na sua pequenez microscópica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou barro que se molda nas tuas mãos de artista&lt;br /&gt;O meu barro que se parte desdita fatalista&lt;br /&gt;Sou o orvalho do chão, húmus que alimenta a terra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou palavra, sim Palavra, a que escrevo e que lês&lt;br /&gt;A que digo e a que sinto!&lt;br /&gt;Mas só vês… O aço de que me revisto&lt;br /&gt;O arame farpado de que me cerco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A magoa e a injustiça que me fere&lt;br /&gt;Falece a carne…&lt;br /&gt;A terra cumprirá o seu destino&lt;br /&gt;Cumprir-se-á a decantação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pó decompor-se-á nas impurezas do que sou&lt;br /&gt;Restará o que nunca viste e esteve lá&lt;br /&gt;Agora invisível ao teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque o meu cerúleo jamais alguém irá matar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha-me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha-me!&lt;br /&gt;Olha-me...&lt;br /&gt;Olhas-me.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo Azul@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Liliana Maciel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7369109115861523511?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7369109115861523511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7369109115861523511' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7369109115861523511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7369109115861523511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/10/olha-me.html' title='Olha-me!'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VgUVP59aI/AAAAAAAAAQE/FvWZkNSW3jA/s72-c/fot+li.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-5251305940441852529</id><published>2009-09-17T19:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:45:17.524+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem olhares.com Autor(a) bernardo coelho'/><title type='text'>Quadro inacabado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Vg47lNAjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/zFy35EHKsVA/s1600/quadro+in.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 266px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473387453321380402" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Vg47lNAjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/zFy35EHKsVA/s400/quadro+in.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero ser o teu refúgio, o sal e as rochas&lt;br /&gt;Quero estar contigo, em melodias de mar&lt;br /&gt;Abraçar o teu corpo reflexo de cristal&lt;br /&gt;Beijar o teu sonho, não o deixar naufragar&lt;br /&gt;Aquecer o meu peito, no calor do teu (a)mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o meu poema, que escrevo nas estrelas&lt;br /&gt;No azul infinito do mar.&lt;br /&gt;Águas tranquilas, gaivotas no ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respiro em ti, estou em ti, vivo para ti&lt;br /&gt;No sonho que te abraça&lt;br /&gt;Voa, num tempo sem tempo&lt;br /&gt;Guardo em ti, janelas no céu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peito florido no meu universo desenhado&lt;br /&gt;Onde repousarei&lt;br /&gt;Neste quadro pintado&lt;br /&gt;Por dedos de sol, azul e mar&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas de uma gaivota&lt;br /&gt;... neste quadro inacabado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-5251305940441852529?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Vg47lNAjI/AAAAAAAAAQM/zFy35EHKsVA/s72-c/quadro+in.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-8536879684418822959</id><published>2009-08-19T01:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:43:49.523+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem olhares.com Autor(a) António Soares'/><title type='text'>Os Mil E Um Sois</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_ViKCiZ09I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Nr2vTBXWX7c/s1600/mil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473388846758089682" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_ViKCiZ09I/AAAAAAAAAQc/Nr2vTBXWX7c/s400/mil.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegaste num entardecer&lt;br /&gt;Ao anoitecer da minha vida&lt;br /&gt;Onde a poesia florescia&lt;br /&gt;Voragem em marés perdida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cresceu o momento das horas de noites sem luar&lt;br /&gt;Dormitaram estrelas em cada amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Foste lar, foste âncora, estrela do Oriente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebeste as mágoas, sorriste a dor&lt;br /&gt;Percorreste jardins, sem relva ou flor&lt;br /&gt;Abriste vulcões, teceste ilusões&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semeaste estrelas em olhares sem cor&lt;br /&gt;Searas de musicas em forma de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqueces-me o corpo sabendo-te longe&lt;br /&gt;Albergo no meu peito cabana de cristal&lt;br /&gt;Onde se cinzelam luas de mar e sal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pernoito ao sol da minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;Quisera quimeras em doce algodão&lt;br /&gt;Por ti quebro este sublime laço&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te livre de algemas de aço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra de tudo, no mundo do nada&lt;br /&gt;Cresce o milho onde nasce a cevada&lt;br /&gt;Espreitam as papoilas em ceara doirada&lt;br /&gt;Como cabeça de criança de fome adornada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afinal quem és tu se a vida já existia&lt;br /&gt;O mundo não para e a água corria&lt;br /&gt;Vivi em rios secos do tempo inerte&lt;br /&gt;Hoje sou mar correndo pro Norte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem olhares.com Autor(a) António Soares &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-8536879684418822959?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/8536879684418822959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=8536879684418822959' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/8536879684418822959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/8536879684418822959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/08/os-mil-e-um-sois.html' title='Os Mil E Um Sois'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo nas asas do vento.&lt;br /&gt;Em sonhos de maresia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flutuo em pensamento,&lt;br /&gt;Na paixão desmedida&lt;br /&gt;De um sonho inacabado,&lt;br /&gt;No desejo incontido&lt;br /&gt;De querer ser gente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o pulsar do coração&lt;br /&gt;Num desmesurado fervor&lt;br /&gt;Em sangue pungente&lt;br /&gt;Em rios de lava ardente&lt;br /&gt;Em danças de tango sempre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na volúpia da vida&lt;br /&gt;Na paixão de viver&lt;br /&gt;Tu, eu e o nós&lt;br /&gt;Num mar de sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo o amor “caliente”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas encruzilhadas da vida&lt;br /&gt;Amanhecer em sois repletos de energia&lt;br /&gt;Navegar em ribeiros mansos&lt;br /&gt;Nas turbulências da alma&lt;br /&gt;Nos confins do infinito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Sempre nas asas do vento)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado beijinho azul por permaneceres amiga…… sempre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Anita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1518248409867067753?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1518248409867067753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1518248409867067753' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1518248409867067753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1518248409867067753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/08/nas-asas-do-vento-dueto-com-liliana.html' title='Nas Asas Do Vento [dueto com Liliana Maciel]'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_Vi2oxdOMI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ki_Ad8AeEfM/s72-c/nas+asas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7142606801982871718</id><published>2009-07-21T13:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:41:38.270+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='silencio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='enexistência'/><title type='text'>O silêncio das palavras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VkbS52tCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nGVFGq2J0RE/s1600/o+silencio+das+palavras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473391342232450082" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VkbS52tCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nGVFGq2J0RE/s400/o+silencio+das+palavras.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guerra verbalizada,&lt;br /&gt;Tantas vezes despendida&lt;br /&gt;Tempo sempre a contratempo&lt;br /&gt;Um amanhecer sorridente&lt;br /&gt;Entardecer pertinente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras que dizem, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;r&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palavras intemporais&lt;br /&gt;palavras proibidas&lt;br /&gt;palavras invernais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É no eco das palavras que te procuro.&lt;br /&gt;O inferno de tempos idos&lt;br /&gt;Lugar á paz na palavra vazia, silenciosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que faz o tempo de nós?&lt;br /&gt;Que saudade é esta?&lt;br /&gt;Palavra maldita, insuportável&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu silêncio ensurdecedor&lt;br /&gt;Enche-me os ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;O tempo grita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manhã desperta!&lt;br /&gt;Abro as janelas de par em par&lt;br /&gt;Entra o sol&lt;br /&gt;O azul e o verde&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estradas palmilhadas&lt;br /&gt;O eco vive em mim&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio das palavras &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;beijo azul@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Nuno Boavida&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7142606801982871718?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7142606801982871718/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7142606801982871718' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7142606801982871718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7142606801982871718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-silencio-das-palavras.html' title='O silêncio das palavras'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VkbS52tCI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nGVFGq2J0RE/s72-c/o+silencio+das+palavras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-8795788124915268455</id><published>2009-06-09T11:49:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:40:02.852+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wahine kia ora hoa'/><title type='text'>A última verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_V26EU5MbI/AAAAAAAAARM/0-UWMF1Mgps/s1600/ult.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473411662104572338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_V26EU5MbI/AAAAAAAAARM/0-UWMF1Mgps/s400/ult.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero-te suavemente&lt;br /&gt;nas asas do vento&lt;br /&gt;que me espera e embala&lt;br /&gt;o corpo ardente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero o sinal de ti&lt;br /&gt;na espuma do mar&lt;br /&gt;no beijo salgado&lt;br /&gt;o verbo amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que sintas o meu pulsar&lt;br /&gt;o fulgor do meu porto de abrigo&lt;br /&gt;a saudade de estar contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leva o meu beijo na eternidade&lt;br /&gt;o meu ultimo sonho&lt;br /&gt;a minha doce quimera&lt;br /&gt;a única verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Blue Violin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a)Nélio Rodrigues&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-8795788124915268455?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/8795788124915268455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=8795788124915268455' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/8795788124915268455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/8795788124915268455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/06/ultima-verdade.html' title='A última verdade'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_V26EU5MbI/AAAAAAAAARM/0-UWMF1Mgps/s72-c/ult.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-9026736292790061686</id><published>2009-06-08T02:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:36:43.127+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Papion'/><title type='text'>Farol Quebrado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VzQ5O2FvI/AAAAAAAAARE/X4EyfbCvaQo/s1600/farol+quebrado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 268px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473407656216893170" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VzQ5O2FvI/AAAAAAAAARE/X4EyfbCvaQo/s400/farol+quebrado.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É na musica que mergulho&lt;br /&gt;Esquecendo auroras de desertos&lt;br /&gt;Escritos em mim&lt;br /&gt;Tua pele que me seca o sabor&lt;br /&gt;Das amoras e fruta madura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavras arquitectadas&lt;br /&gt;De areias desérticas&lt;br /&gt;Perfazem o monumento&lt;br /&gt;Escultural do meu desejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fluem sabores e odores&lt;br /&gt;Em cascatas de pteridófitas&lt;br /&gt;Ornamento luxurioso&lt;br /&gt;Deste amor derramado&lt;br /&gt;De seiva pura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto os ventos uivantes&lt;br /&gt;Na maresia do teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;f&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;Quebrado nas correntes existenciais&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;m&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;r&lt;br /&gt;a&lt;br /&gt;s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dolorosas&lt;br /&gt;Que rasgam o peito&lt;br /&gt;E as âncoras arrastam&lt;br /&gt;A sinfonia deste amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Papion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-9026736292790061686?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/9026736292790061686/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=9026736292790061686' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/9026736292790061686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/9026736292790061686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/06/farol-quebrado.html' title='Farol Quebrado'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_VzQ5O2FvI/AAAAAAAAARE/X4EyfbCvaQo/s72-c/farol+quebrado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3992746825277113692</id><published>2009-06-02T19:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:34:19.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beijo azul'/><title type='text'>Para sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_V8kL6dh_I/AAAAAAAAARU/sXns-uISRDc/s1600/para+sempre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473417883253835762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_V8kL6dh_I/AAAAAAAAARU/sXns-uISRDc/s400/para+sempre.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No meu refugio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;perto da praia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;passa a nau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cíclica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;h&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;inebriada&lt;br /&gt;Com ela partem os meus sonhos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e voltam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cores em tons de azule verde&lt;br /&gt;Fico perdida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;z&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;imensidão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;horizonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pensamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;traz-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de regresso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao presente&lt;br /&gt;Assim eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;desejos eternos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;b&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;j&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;amoras&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;silvstres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;esperando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;retorno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;velejando&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao sabor do pensamento&lt;br /&gt;Então&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;u&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentirei&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;este amplexo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;para&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Beijo azul &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Francisco Freire&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3992746825277113692?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3992746825277113692/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3992746825277113692' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3992746825277113692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3992746825277113692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/06/no-meu-refugio-perto-da-praia-passa-nau.html' title='Para sempre'/><author><name>wahine®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09826173183468775977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rf0ITzvIFfY/TeFw6UPbJrI/AAAAAAAABAg/kgwZeswJvXg/s220/198513_1493810564516_1811613248_922564_2466491_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/S_V8kL6dh_I/AAAAAAAAARU/sXns-uISRDc/s72-c/para+sempre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-6774788020146260249</id><published>2009-04-12T02:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:33:02.327+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Ilha De Corais[ Feliz Aniversário Liliana Maciel]</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWGpGpWhaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kLIYiS7GGkE/s1600/parab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482436162110260642" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWGpGpWhaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kLIYiS7GGkE/s400/parab.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surgiste como o nascimento&lt;br /&gt;De uma ilha de corais&lt;br /&gt;Num lugar do paraíso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas palavras escritas&lt;br /&gt;Em hinos de ternura&lt;br /&gt;Em musicas suaves&lt;br /&gt;Ternas de candura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és o farol&lt;br /&gt;Que guia a frágil nau&lt;br /&gt;Nas tormentas em mar revolto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ancora da amizade&lt;br /&gt;Que permanece&lt;br /&gt;Em dias soalheiros&lt;br /&gt;Que o coração aquece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta data grandiosa,&lt;br /&gt;Na celebração da vida&lt;br /&gt;Pensei numa oferenda digna&lt;br /&gt;Um jardim de gerberas&lt;br /&gt;Nas cores do arco íris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;ã&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subi ao espaço sideral,&lt;br /&gt;Quero algo trancedental&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Colhi poeiras cósmicas&lt;br /&gt;Todas brilhantes e estrelares&lt;br /&gt;Para te iluminar a vida&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os lugares&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N&lt;br /&gt;ã&lt;br /&gt;o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É pouco mereces o infinito,&lt;br /&gt;Mas onde o guardarias?&lt;br /&gt;Onde ficaríamos nós?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensei ...&lt;br /&gt;Escolhi a prenda ideal&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço-te o meu coração azul&lt;br /&gt;Envolto em fita igual&lt;br /&gt;Porque ele contem&lt;br /&gt;Todo o Amor Universal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns Amiga.&lt;br /&gt;Votos de um dia Maravilhoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz Aniversario&lt;br /&gt;Liliana Maciel&lt;br /&gt;Dia Feliz&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul@ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-6774788020146260249?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/6774788020146260249/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=6774788020146260249' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6774788020146260249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6774788020146260249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/04/ilha-de-corais-feliz-aniversario.html' title='Ilha De Corais[ Feliz Aniversário Liliana Maciel]'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWGpGpWhaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/kLIYiS7GGkE/s72-c/parab.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-392998566063361654</id><published>2009-03-26T14:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:29:39.715+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='palavras proibidas'/><title type='text'>Palavras Proibidas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWF7XwwaUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oZ9IjR7hkP4/s1600/stop.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 268px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482435376430737730" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWF7XwwaUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oZ9IjR7hkP4/s400/stop.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procuro nas palavras os cheiros e sabores&lt;br /&gt;nos orvalhos das madrugadas de ti&lt;br /&gt;Sinto cada silaba como doce beijo&lt;br /&gt;No teu corpo ardente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perco-me nas palavras despertas em sons madrigais&lt;br /&gt;Ofereço-te o meu âmago, o meu cerne crescente&lt;br /&gt;palavras gritadas que recusas no intimo&lt;br /&gt;Embriagado de sonolência da verdade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque recusas a palavra doce e pura&lt;br /&gt;olhos cerrados ao mudo coração ensurdecido&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te na brevidade de todas as coisas&lt;br /&gt;Nas quimeras exaladas de cores triunfais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não me peças mais palavras ímpias&lt;br /&gt;Perderam-se debaixo do sal da tua pele&lt;br /&gt;Todas que murmuraste ternamente&lt;br /&gt;Foram aquelas que jamais te direi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijo azul@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Rui Torres&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-392998566063361654?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWF7XwwaUI/AAAAAAAAAmg/oZ9IjR7hkP4/s72-c/stop.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7920837665721877753</id><published>2009-03-10T15:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:27:30.040+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liliana Maciel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AnaMar; Ana Coelho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Haere mai'/><title type='text'>Feitiço de jasmim ( a quatro mãos)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SbaLvYyKDnI/AAAAAAAAArQ/drvIXvXZEoY/s1600-h/maos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311586456753016434" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SbaLvYyKDnI/AAAAAAAAArQ/drvIXvXZEoY/s400/maos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turva-se o meu olhar neste mar intenso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Com pérolas cristalinas orvalhadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adocicadas em favos de mel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No aroma do sol nos fios da lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perdidas na imensurabilidade universal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caminhos que não sei andar só&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Neste universo de pulsões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De sentires e sensações&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Num voo sereno de emoções&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Enfeitiçam-me o coração&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Afagando-me, beijando-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em carícias perfumadas de jasmins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Num sopro do vento a promessa floresce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em rios de lava macia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Corais de cristal nas margens&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em ondas reluzentes de sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em linhas do horizonte&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No nascer da aurora em razões visíveis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De ser, querer e permanecer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No azul teu coração de porcelana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na eternidade das mãos unidas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onde cresce a dádiva de dar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na inocência de uma criança&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No azul do teu mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ondas de paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desenfradas num senão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando os corpos se exigem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em toques de pele sobre pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tocas-me e o mundo pára&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Num sobressalto de vulcãonunca extinto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Brasas e cinzas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Num quadro por pintar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Assim o meu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por (a)mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escrito por:Haeremai, Liliana Maciel, Anamar (nini) e Ana Coelho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/news/article.php?storyid=73573"&gt;http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/news/article.php?storyid=73573&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/4869284107367722455-7920837665721877753?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7920837665721877753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7920837665721877753' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7920837665721877753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7920837665721877753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/03/feitico-de-jasmim-quatro-maos.html' title='Feitiço de jasmim ( a quatro mãos)'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SbaLvYyKDnI/AAAAAAAAArQ/drvIXvXZEoY/s72-c/maos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-6946868243128908919</id><published>2009-03-07T17:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:26:57.602+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saozinha'/><title type='text'>O poema azul ( para haeremai)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SbK2DuXKBJI/AAAAAAAAArA/93_7T9fxPX4/s1600-h/sao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310507085724255378" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SbK2DuXKBJI/AAAAAAAAArA/93_7T9fxPX4/s400/sao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Azul é o teu amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul o teu amar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul a tua poesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul da cor do mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azuis são as tuas rosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que colhes no teu jardim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul a tua amizade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;azuis as tuas prosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azuis como jasmins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul a cor do mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul é o teu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul a lua que tu cantas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azuis são teus versos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;com cheiros de flor e de mar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azuis são os teus beijos,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que nos presenteias em cada comentário&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;São&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/news/article.php?storyid=72393"&gt;http://www.luso-poemas.net/modules/news/article.php?storyid=72393&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poema da minha amiga e poetiza Sãozinha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma amizade construída através da poesia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma honra para mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Beijo azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-6946868243128908919?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/6946868243128908919/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=6946868243128908919' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6946868243128908919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6946868243128908919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-poema-azul-para-haeremai.html' title='O poema azul ( para haeremai)'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SbK2DuXKBJI/AAAAAAAAArA/93_7T9fxPX4/s72-c/sao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7775506195547233802</id><published>2009-02-25T16:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:26:20.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>A minha vida é um tango!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SaVsLy4UcPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Ia0Hv61wZp4/s1600-h/tango+da+vida.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306766685818351858" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SaVsLy4UcPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Ia0Hv61wZp4/s400/tango+da+vida.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagino a vida como um tango&lt;br /&gt;Na dança sensual contigo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando me afastas bruscamente&lt;br /&gt;De seguida me abraças&lt;br /&gt;Com pétalas de rosa me envolves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste vai vem de sedução&lt;br /&gt;Imagino a vida como um tango&lt;br /&gt;Em noites à media luz&lt;br /&gt;Perdida na voz do coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este tango que danço contigo&lt;br /&gt;Sensualmente em azul&lt;br /&gt;Tem penumbras de breu&lt;br /&gt;Em amanheceres poentes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tango sensual&lt;br /&gt;Tu em mim&lt;br /&gt;Rosa nos lábios&lt;br /&gt;Rodopiamos sem fim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E na calada da noite&lt;br /&gt;Os corpos se unem&lt;br /&gt;Nas caricias de um beijo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tango, a minha vida é um tango&lt;br /&gt;Em que te afasto&lt;br /&gt;Te abraço de seguida&lt;br /&gt;Com pétalas de rosa te envolvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/shat09/music/zB-xP-vc/italian-tango/"&gt;Italian Tango - &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7775506195547233802?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7775506195547233802/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7775506195547233802' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7775506195547233802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7775506195547233802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/02/tango-da-vida.html' title='A minha vida é um tango!'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SaVsLy4UcPI/AAAAAAAAAqo/Ia0Hv61wZp4/s72-c/tango+da+vida.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-1453178852338148076</id><published>2009-02-21T11:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:25:05.602+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Francisco Freire'/><title type='text'>Poema Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWE28xs4qI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TUyeGsjFpFA/s1600/poemaaz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482434200955839138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWE28xs4qI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TUyeGsjFpFA/s400/poemaaz.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o nosso segredo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembras-te...&lt;br /&gt;Quando no teu peito lavrava&lt;br /&gt;lágrima prateada...&lt;br /&gt;Gemidos&lt;br /&gt;doce evasão dos sentidos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rasgos de sol infinito&lt;br /&gt;Reflexos&lt;br /&gt;espelhados de Lua&lt;br /&gt;Catedral de sonhos antigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No peito a dor calada&lt;br /&gt;Desejo de teus dedos em chamas&lt;br /&gt;Em labaredas de fogo extinto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembras-te&lt;br /&gt;Quando em noite de lua cheia&lt;br /&gt;Exausta molhada&lt;br /&gt;Na praia os teus fluídos reclamava?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo não apaga a memória&lt;br /&gt;Do desejo contido.&lt;br /&gt;Os meus poros sedentos de ti...&lt;br /&gt;Num beijo no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos desejo flutuando em mar lunar&lt;br /&gt;Onde existo e me entrego&lt;br /&gt;Sempre...Em música suave&lt;br /&gt;Torrente de madrugadas vencidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apenas um poema...Apenas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bY WAHINE KIA ORA HOA @ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1453178852338148076?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1453178852338148076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1453178852338148076' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1453178852338148076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1453178852338148076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/02/poema-azul.html' title='Poema Azul'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWE28xs4qI/AAAAAAAAAmY/TUyeGsjFpFA/s72-c/poemaaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-6080394073826564613</id><published>2009-02-15T16:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:23:04.591+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Imagino...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWEU8yad1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xQGvnxpR_qM/s1600/imag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 266px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482433616843274066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWEU8yad1I/AAAAAAAAAmQ/xQGvnxpR_qM/s400/imag.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagino...&lt;br /&gt;Imagino o teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Sonho a tua voz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De ti&lt;br /&gt;só uma troca de palavras&lt;br /&gt;As tuas ausências&lt;br /&gt;anunciadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És como espuma das vagas ondulantes&lt;br /&gt;Que desfalecem na areia&lt;br /&gt;És chama acesa em mim...&lt;br /&gt;És apenas um momento....&lt;br /&gt;E assim serás eternamente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tens a beleza exótica dos verdes prados....&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz&lt;br /&gt;É o movimento dos rios&lt;br /&gt;O teu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;o Sol ao amanhecer...&lt;br /&gt;A tua pele da cor da terra&lt;br /&gt;O teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;de flores silvestres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagino....&lt;br /&gt;Sim só te imagino...&lt;br /&gt;És fruto da minha imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Mas imagina....tenho saudades!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) mama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-6080394073826564613?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/6080394073826564613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=6080394073826564613' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/6080394073826564613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Autor(a) lonjicas m'/><title type='text'>Imensurabilidade UniversaL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWDfTUgHOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Yw-w30OI6NE/s1600/imens.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482432695178894562" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWDfTUgHOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Yw-w30OI6NE/s400/imens.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.artilhamos sentimentos, emoções &lt;div align="center"&gt;A.mores renascestes e ancestrais &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;R.asgos de afagos ardentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A.ssim … espontaneamente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;T.ocas-me em desvelos de ternura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I.mensurabilidade universal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;B.uscas o cerne em ti, em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E.ngrandecida pela pulcritude&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I.ntemporalidade efémera de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;J.untam-se palavras carentes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O.bramos a amizade transcendente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A.queço-me no soalheiro do teu sol&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Z.arpo no azul desse teu mar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;U.nto-me de doce maresia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;L.ibertando devaneios de mim, de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Liliana Maciel&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&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/4869284107367722455-7563488420157249166?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7563488420157249166/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7563488420157249166' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7563488420157249166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7563488420157249166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/02/imensurabilidade-universal.html' title='Imensurabilidade UniversaL'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWDfTUgHOI/AAAAAAAAAmI/Yw-w30OI6NE/s72-c/imens.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-5582983918510254599</id><published>2009-01-31T20:06:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:17:06.799+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Melodia de ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SYSvXwaieAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/-pYXUleHZOE/s1600-h/4d1f4b7ae9fd6642b786cead0e8140d3_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297551884362610690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SYSvXwaieAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/-pYXUleHZOE/s400/4d1f4b7ae9fd6642b786cead0e8140d3_web.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O tempo vai passando&lt;br /&gt;Crescem melodias no ar&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o tempo indizível&lt;br /&gt;No tempo de amar&lt;br /&gt;Perdes realidade no lar&lt;br /&gt;Sonhas pradarias de luar&lt;br /&gt;Quando ao vento gritas&lt;br /&gt;O fulgor, o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Perdido no mar&lt;br /&gt;O tempo vai passando&lt;br /&gt;O coração rebentando&lt;br /&gt;A vida se destroçando&lt;br /&gt;Pela quimera&lt;br /&gt;De um olhar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Beijo Azul@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-5582983918510254599?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/5582983918510254599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=5582983918510254599' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5582983918510254599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5582983918510254599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/melodia-de-ti.html' title='Melodia de ti'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SYSvXwaieAI/AAAAAAAAAmk/-pYXUleHZOE/s72-c/4d1f4b7ae9fd6642b786cead0e8140d3_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-4721912549163423290</id><published>2009-01-26T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:16:13.667+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Eternamente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWCj_AyudI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-G9kvyncvqA/s1600/etern.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 257px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482431676115237330" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWCj_AyudI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-G9kvyncvqA/s400/etern.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ipt.olhares.com/data/big/113/1131465.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enlouqueço em palavras e seiva quente&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho nas tuas lágrimas absolutas&lt;br /&gt;Em abraços quentes de mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o silêncio das palavras gritadas&lt;br /&gt;Como águia planando&lt;br /&gt;Em marés de ventos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parto em busca do que não sou&lt;br /&gt;Para o outro lado do sonho hibrido&lt;br /&gt;Nas plataformas em chamas de mar&lt;br /&gt;Em que avanço ao teu encontro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o teu beijo suspenso&lt;br /&gt;Na intemporalidade do desejo&lt;br /&gt;Ardo em volúpia secreta&lt;br /&gt;Quero-te em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Danças em mim sinfonias de prazer&lt;br /&gt;Toco-te em arcos triunfantes&lt;br /&gt;Valsas de espasmos no meu corpo vibrante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este meu Universo de loucura&lt;br /&gt;Santuário de desejo e paixão&lt;br /&gt;Onde naufrágo e me deleito&lt;br /&gt;Em gritos de silêncio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuidade entre o céu e nós&lt;br /&gt;Eternamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo Azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) glover barreto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-4721912549163423290?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/4721912549163423290/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=4721912549163423290' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4721912549163423290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/4721912549163423290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/eternamente.html' title='Eternamente'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWCj_AyudI/AAAAAAAAAmA/-G9kvyncvqA/s72-c/etern.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-1248585542170402510</id><published>2009-01-26T21:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-27T00:11:41.379Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nova Brisa'/><title type='text'>Prémio Nova Brisa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SX4nMzNAeOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/9e6aSw6jGMY/s1600-h/nova_brisa5%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295713312690960610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 218px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SX4nMzNAeOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/9e6aSw6jGMY/s400/nova_brisa5%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Recebi das minhas amigas MiaNNa e Morgana, o prémio "Nova Brisa". Agradeço a enorme gentileza.&lt;br /&gt;Passo este prémio que me foi cedido com carinho a todos os que visitam este espaço . &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://as-surpresas-da-mianna.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://as-surpresas-da-mianna.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayshay.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mayshay.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com uma Nova Brisa em tons de azul para todos vós. Beijo azul...Sempre!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-1248585542170402510?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/1248585542170402510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=1248585542170402510' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1248585542170402510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/1248585542170402510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/prmio-nova-brisa.html' title='Prémio Nova Brisa'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SX4nMzNAeOI/AAAAAAAAAl0/9e6aSw6jGMY/s72-c/nova_brisa5%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7650109522820769925</id><published>2009-01-25T01:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:12:58.343+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Uma Rosa Azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWCBX72bBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/SdhPf83FCJ4/s1600/rosalua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482431081509973010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWCBX72bBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/SdhPf83FCJ4/s400/rosalua.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A fronteira oceânica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fere o teu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A dimensão que transpões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acrescenta o sal ás tuas lágrimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a distancia diminuída&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pelo amplexo de dor etérea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Anseias o seu sorriso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cativo noutro lugar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Atropelas o sobressalto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tentas pintar o céu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em doces lírios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tudo se desfaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o sentimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que não cabe no teu peito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Preso num jardim do paraíso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Ensaiando voos imaginários&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lá no teu refugio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em horizontes intermináveis&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Escreves a paixão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um amor avassalador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vives a ilusão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;por apenas um dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;s&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma rosa azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By blue violin@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7650109522820769925?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7650109522820769925/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7650109522820769925' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7650109522820769925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7650109522820769925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/uma-rosa-azul.html' title='Uma Rosa Azul'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWCBX72bBI/AAAAAAAAAl4/SdhPf83FCJ4/s72-c/rosalua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-579631049679852871</id><published>2009-01-24T14:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T00:22:07.356Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog de Ouro'/><title type='text'>Blog de Ouro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SXsvmVydacI/AAAAAAAAAkU/om6FNTf-H34/s1600-h/pr%25C3%25A9mio%2B-%2Bblog%2Bde%2Bouro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294878122634471874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 163px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SXsvmVydacI/AAAAAAAAAkU/om6FNTf-H34/s400/pr%25C3%25A9mio%2B-%2Bblog%2Bde%2Bouro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recebi este prémio de uma amiga querida, a Morgana. Sinto-me honrada e feliz, muito feliz. Obrigada Morgana.&lt;br /&gt;Por favor clic neste link e aprecie a paz envolvente deste espaço:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayshay.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mayshay.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo este um prémio de mulheres para mulheres, passo às seguintes amigas :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://schsonia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://schsonia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://omarmencantacompletamente.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://omarmencantacompletamente.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://clave-de-sol-passion.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://clave-de-sol-passion.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://as-surpresas-da-mianna.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://as-surpresas-da-mianna.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://rituaisdomomento.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://rituaisdomomento.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://imaginacao-ana.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://imaginacao-ana.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://magnifique-gabrielle.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://magnifique-gabrielle.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo azul para todas!&lt;a href="http://mayshay.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-579631049679852871?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/579631049679852871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=579631049679852871' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/579631049679852871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/579631049679852871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/blog-de-ouro.html' title='Blog de Ouro'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SXsvmVydacI/AAAAAAAAAkU/om6FNTf-H34/s72-c/pr%25C3%25A9mio%2B-%2Bblog%2Bde%2Bouro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-5380352296774706063</id><published>2009-01-24T00:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:10:36.951+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Em Ti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SXpgGDj1NrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DHxRGSwAddo/s1600-h/77bfc6ab735a6b969febea9f0da58185_web.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 345px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294649969078515378" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SXpgGDj1NrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DHxRGSwAddo/s400/77bfc6ab735a6b969febea9f0da58185_web.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em ti&lt;br /&gt;Pensando...Sim pensando em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nas horas de incerteza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penso em ti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quando o Sol se esconde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nas minhas inquietações&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Me encontro em ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hoje de branco me vesti...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estou no meu lugar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Onde me sentem... e me sinto...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pensando em ti.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque sempre que penso em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O Sol aparece em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E o azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adquire a suavidade do algodão doce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque pensando...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Penso em ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Porque não sabes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas sempre exististe em mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By Blue Violin@&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/4869284107367722455-5380352296774706063?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/5380352296774706063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=5380352296774706063' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5380352296774706063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5380352296774706063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/em-ti.html' title='Em Ti'/><author><name>Haere Mai®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02515404848998738274</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RmAqWa-JwrI/TeFy2sa_ewI/AAAAAAAABNY/G7FH8P_SJcQ/s220/bj.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5oL6lvvjM-E/SXpgGDj1NrI/AAAAAAAAAjk/DHxRGSwAddo/s72-c/77bfc6ab735a6b969febea9f0da58185_web.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-2325340672261899145</id><published>2009-01-23T11:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-23T15:57:25.531Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémio dardos'/><title type='text'>Prémio Dardos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXmqLB7a1EI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0cWF2opFO0/s1600-h/Dardos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294449943423669314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 269px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXmqLB7a1EI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0cWF2opFO0/s320/Dardos.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Tive a honra de receber o Prémio Dardos da minha amiga Liliana Maciel e vou com todo o carinho tentar por mereçe-lo. Obrigado de coração pelo apoio que tens dado aos meus escritos, bem hajas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://pedacosdaalma.blogspot.com/2009/01/prmio-dardos.html"&gt;http://pedacosdaalma.blogspot.com/2009/01/prmio-dardos.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"Com o Prêmio Dardos reconhecem-se os valores que cada blogger, emprega ao transmitir valores culturais, éticos, literários, pessoais, etc., que, em suma, demonstram sua criatividade através do pensamento vivo que está e permanece intacto entre suas letras, entre suas palavras. Esses selos foram criados com a intenção de promover a confraternização entre os bloggers, uma forma de demonstrar carinho e reconhecimento por um trabalho que agregue valor à Web”.Este Prêmio obedece a algumas regras:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;1) Exibir a imagem do selo;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;2) Linkar o blog pelo qual se recebeu a indicação;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;3) Escolher outros blogs a quem entregar o Prêmio Dardos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sendo assim, atribuio o Prêmio Dardos aos blogs abaixo mencionados pelo valor que reconheço dos seus textos;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://terrasaltasdogranito.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://terrasaltasdogranito.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://um-cha-no-deserto.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://um-cha-no-deserto.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://imaginacao-ana.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://imaginacao-ana.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://espiritosolido.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://espiritosolido.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://karlabardanza.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://karlabardanza.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://laraemkabba.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://laraemkabba.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayshay.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mayshay.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://taniamaracamargo.blogs.motorclassico.pt/"&gt;http://taniamaracamargo.blogs.motorclassico.pt/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://schsonia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://schsonia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://lnunes.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://lnunes.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://aschamasdofenix.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aschamasdofenix.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-2325340672261899145?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/2325340672261899145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=2325340672261899145' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2325340672261899145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2325340672261899145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/prmio-dardos.html' title='Prémio Dardos'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXmqLB7a1EI/AAAAAAAAAIk/_0cWF2opFO0/s72-c/Dardos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7324200240905191625</id><published>2009-01-22T16:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-25T23:52:49.703Z</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful Blogger Award</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXibf8-e8vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4qFYisDKlR4/s1600-h/Pr%25C3%25AAmio%2BVencedor_thumb%255B3%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294152335220470514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 211px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXibf8-e8vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4qFYisDKlR4/s320/Pr%25C3%25AAmio%2BVencedor_thumb%255B3%255D.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Recebi da minha amiga Morgana o Prémio Beautiful Blogger. Muito obrigada amiga! Que na tua vida haja hoje e sempre um pouco mais de azul.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://mayshay.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://mayshay.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Assim passo a entregar aos seguintes blogues:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://clave-de-sol-passion.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://clave-de-sol-passion.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://as-surpresas-da-mianna.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://as-surpresas-da-mianna.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://aschamasdofenix.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://aschamasdofenix.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://escrita-anacoelho.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://escrita-anacoelho.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://singularidadeeponto.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://singularidadeeponto.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://schsonia.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://schsonia.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://imaginacao-ana.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://imaginacao-ana.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://aschamasdofenix.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7324200240905191625?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7324200240905191625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7324200240905191625' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7324200240905191625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7324200240905191625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/recebi-da-minha-amiga-morgana-o-prmio.html' title='Beautiful Blogger Award'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXibf8-e8vI/AAAAAAAAAIc/4qFYisDKlR4/s72-c/Pr%25C3%25AAmio%2BVencedor_thumb%255B3%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-2149733178238558497</id><published>2009-01-22T01:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-22T02:00:36.702Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Fascinação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXfRKCCptkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WZegV9eM96k/s1600-h/undersea_romance.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293929857274197570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXfRKCCptkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WZegV9eM96k/s320/undersea_romance.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Como esquecer &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o teu olhar aveludado&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentir o seu calor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na minha pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sorriso alvo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sentires &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em desmaios de espuma&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A ternura&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Dedos hábeis &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O sal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em mares revoltos de amor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em teus olhos &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em horizontes infinitos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que amo e sinto &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em tatuagens de prazer&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O teu beijo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que permanecerá &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;eternamente no meu ser&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-2149733178238558497?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/2149733178238558497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=2149733178238558497' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2149733178238558497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/2149733178238558497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/fascinao.html' title='Fascinação'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXfRKCCptkI/AAAAAAAAAIM/WZegV9eM96k/s72-c/undersea_romance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-5915140103165409409</id><published>2009-01-16T15:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-01-16T15:56:28.683Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Viagem cósmica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXCsowEdOKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QDIN3S-SEbE/s1600-h/!blue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291919378258671778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXCsowEdOKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QDIN3S-SEbE/s320/!blue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A noite caiu sobre mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Num dia azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as estrelas brilharam&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti a tua paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a noite caiu serena&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Senti o teu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a voz harmoniosa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;abraçou-me o teu olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soaram melodias&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em cadencias rítmicas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de ti&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A música está presente&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;intemporalidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de nós&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A viagem cósmica&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;acontece&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sempre em vagas de azul&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;melodias transfiguradas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pela longitude do olhar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;permanências ousadas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;pelo querer e o ser &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esperava Setembro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em amplexos festivos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nos poemas que escrevo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;no teu corpo aberto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By blue violin@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&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/4869284107367722455-5915140103165409409?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/5915140103165409409/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=5915140103165409409' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5915140103165409409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5915140103165409409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/viagem-csmica.html' title='Viagem cósmica'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SXCsowEdOKI/AAAAAAAAAHk/QDIN3S-SEbE/s72-c/!blue.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-5306444458933102497</id><published>2009-01-14T16:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-23T21:48:32.951+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imagem in olhares.com Autor(a) Tomás de Carvalho'/><title type='text'>A velha Nau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TCJzFVxjlxI/AAAAAAAAAtU/GMGgj3ZMKh0/s1600/a+velha+nau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486073831672223506" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TCJzFVxjlxI/AAAAAAAAAtU/GMGgj3ZMKh0/s400/a+velha+nau.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Todos os dias a velha Nau&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rasga as ondas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;cúmplices do vento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Em horizontes se perde&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;No meu pensamento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;comando sulcando tempestades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Avanço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;adversidades&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Uma linha e um extremo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Um ponto&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que és tu&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Do outro lado um sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As águas brilham&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em amplitudes solares&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O ondular das ondas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em cadencias sensoriais&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao ritmo do meu corpo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Amanhã&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a velha nau voltará&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e o sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;n&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;á&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;By blue violin@&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-5306444458933102497?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/5306444458933102497/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=5306444458933102497' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5306444458933102497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/5306444458933102497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/velha-nau.html' title='A velha Nau'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TCJzFVxjlxI/AAAAAAAAAtU/GMGgj3ZMKh0/s72-c/a+velha+nau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-7583777014354411741</id><published>2009-01-11T19:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:07:26.815+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Acreditar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SWpOhu0M2YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BJwfvzubt_Y/s1600-h/62765e0f9176106ff47c91d11726e48d_web.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 258px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290127053709695362" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SWpOhu0M2YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BJwfvzubt_Y/s320/62765e0f9176106ff47c91d11726e48d_web.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acreditar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vivo presa dentro de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rompo a pele&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sangro em desvelo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sinto a dor, tento a paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acreditar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Que os desertos podem florir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as escarpas fluir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Quero dar e não dou...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Acreditar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A imensurabilidade universal&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;permanecerá&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por ti, por mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Serei a Luz que te guiará&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;em nevoeiros de marfim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;musicas eternas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dentro de mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;c&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;d&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;t&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;r&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-7583777014354411741?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/7583777014354411741/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=7583777014354411741' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7583777014354411741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/7583777014354411741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/acreditar.html' title='Acreditar!'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_oVNjvqCdwog/SWpOhu0M2YI/AAAAAAAAAGc/BJwfvzubt_Y/s72-c/62765e0f9176106ff47c91d11726e48d_web.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4869284107367722455.post-3186750397125041209</id><published>2009-01-11T02:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-06-14T02:06:40.155+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blue violin'/><title type='text'>Tocata azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWAhplu1YI/AAAAAAAAAlw/B2bRPfXVZFM/s1600/ta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482429436981597570" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWAhplu1YI/AAAAAAAAAlw/B2bRPfXVZFM/s400/ta.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és a música que vive em mim&lt;br /&gt;doce sinfonia dos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;A tua voz dança atravessando o ar&lt;br /&gt;desfaz-se em moléculas rítmicas&lt;br /&gt;caminhando ondulante na minha Alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suavemente em danças azuis&lt;br /&gt;transponho as águas límpidas do oceano&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho na vastidão imensa de ti&lt;br /&gt;Em cores brancas levo-te a Paz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saio deixando que te encontres&lt;br /&gt;em musicas de violino&lt;br /&gt;transcendência da Alma&lt;br /&gt;Tocada num violino&lt;br /&gt;A&lt;br /&gt;z&lt;br /&gt;u&lt;br /&gt;l&lt;br /&gt;para&lt;br /&gt;t&lt;br /&gt;i&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Beijo azul&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foto olhares.com Autor(a) Alexander Kharlamov&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4869284107367722455-3186750397125041209?l=blue-violin.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/feeds/3186750397125041209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4869284107367722455&amp;postID=3186750397125041209' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3186750397125041209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4869284107367722455/posts/default/3186750397125041209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blue-violin.blogspot.com/2009/01/tocata-azul.html' title='Tocata azul'/><author><name>blue violin®</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02020222949794069698</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BzmJxviIqqs/TfLMmblXcII/AAAAAAAAALg/rCzBcilie5M/s220/fatima.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_WR-ibSr6eqI/TBWAhplu1YI/AAAAAAAAAlw/B2bRPfXVZFM/s72-c/ta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
