<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184592378727399712</id><updated>2012-01-23T08:47:19.294-08:00</updated><category term='São'/><title type='text'>Pedaços de mim.</title><subtitle type='html'>Pequenos pedaços de uma alma em constante procura.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8184592378727399712/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>maria mary</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104027354223317795807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xqcf8yQMMG8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAALs/dwjdOzMsktw/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184592378727399712.post-3933006525636961796</id><published>2010-05-15T13:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T13:28:22.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O acto da escrita.</title><content type='html'>O acto da escrita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar voz as palavras gritar os silêncios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;libertar o pensamento das grades do desencorajamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar luz as sombras que escurecem o coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ilumina-lo com luz da esperança e da razão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar sons aos silêncios há muito guardados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no baú das memórias trazer à luz do dia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o nosso ser a nossa história&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar alento aos nossos medos libertá-los da nossa alma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;das teias dos nossos mais íntimos segredos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar cor e luz a nossa vida inventar mil histórias de chegadas e partidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projectar-nos no futuro deixar uma herança escrita aos nossos filhos &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aos nossos netos. aos que acreditarem na força da palavra escrita.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8184592378727399712-3933006525636961796?l=mairy1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/feeds/3933006525636961796/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-acto-da-escrita.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8184592378727399712/posts/default/3933006525636961796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8184592378727399712/posts/default/3933006525636961796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-acto-da-escrita.html' title='O acto da escrita.'/><author><name>maria mary</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104027354223317795807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xqcf8yQMMG8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAALs/dwjdOzMsktw/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8184592378727399712.post-5996914582301631857</id><published>2009-03-07T11:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T12:10:29.763-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='São'/><title type='text'>A cada amanhecer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VLK1SLHKKas/SbLQf5ClBZI/AAAAAAAAABo/QGkX1PPmnGs/s1600-h/e8a578159e3f650434a714389a0abdcd_web.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310536156929394066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 392px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VLK1SLHKKas/SbLQf5ClBZI/AAAAAAAAABo/QGkX1PPmnGs/s400/e8a578159e3f650434a714389a0abdcd_web.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprisiono&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os sons que teimosamente insistemem&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; se fazer ruidosos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Estrangulo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as palavras na ponta dos dedos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;rentendo-as na palma das minhas mãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Perfumo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;meu corpo com o cheiro das rosas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;colhidas ao entardeçer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embalo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; meu corpo ao som de uma sinfonia de bethoven&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e danço com ela a valsa da vida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; a lua á procura de paz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e o silencio desejado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mitigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;as angustias e os desejos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Fecho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;a porta por momentos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ao sol escaldante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; das emoções e das paixões&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Faço&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;um pacto de complicidade&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; com a lua&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e amanheço em mim&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; o silencio&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;na luz pálida e serenada lua cheia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Embriago-me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;dessa claridade imensa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que ilumina meu espirito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Voo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;nesse ceu azul da minha inocencia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;e procura a renovaçãodos sentidos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A CADA AMANHECER&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;São 27-02 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8184592378727399712-5996914582301631857?l=mairy1968.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/feeds/5996914582301631857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/cada-amanhecer.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8184592378727399712/posts/default/5996914582301631857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8184592378727399712/posts/default/5996914582301631857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mairy1968.blogspot.com/2009/03/cada-amanhecer.html' title='A cada amanhecer'/><author><name>maria mary</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/104027354223317795807</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xqcf8yQMMG8/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAALs/dwjdOzMsktw/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VLK1SLHKKas/SbLQf5ClBZI/AAAAAAAAABo/QGkX1PPmnGs/s72-c/e8a578159e3f650434a714389a0abdcd_web.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry></feed>
