tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7175844398289591602011-04-21T14:21:05.039-07:00Mirimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03554624093231966324noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717584439828959160.post-7815820298469291062008-05-16T13:49:00.000-07:002008-05-16T17:22:51.013-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GNh2llUmQJo/SC4lUXBCZYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tRm0u0vOrbY/s1600-h/florbe08.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201135651365479810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GNh2llUmQJo/SC4lUXBCZYI/AAAAAAAAAA4/tRm0u0vOrbY/s320/florbe08.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Ser Poeta </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Ser poeta é ser mais alto,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>é ser maior</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Do que os homens!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Morder como quem beija!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É ser mendigo e dar como quem seja</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Rei do Reino de Áquem e de Além Dor!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É ter de mil desejos o esplendor</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>E não saber sequer que se deseja!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É ter cá dentro um astro que flameja,</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É ter garras e asas de condor!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É ter fome, é ter sede de Infinito!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Por elmo, as manhãs de oiro e de cetim...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É condensar o mundo num só grito!</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>E é amar-te, assim, perdidamente...</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>É seres alma, e sangue, e vida em mim</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>E dizê-lo cantando a toda a gente! </strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Florbela Espanca</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717584439828959160-781582029846929106?l=crovoemiosotis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mirimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03554624093231966324noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-717584439828959160.post-6334114044883642642008-05-16T13:09:00.000-07:002008-05-16T13:11:49.098-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GNh2llUmQJo/SC3qW3BCZTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yE9fu9Inuco/s1600-h/017.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201070823129113906" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GNh2llUmQJo/SC3qW3BCZTI/AAAAAAAAAAU/yE9fu9Inuco/s320/017.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Este é o meu espaço, onde vou começar a escrever tudo o que sinto...</strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Espero que gostem de me visitar.</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/717584439828959160-633411404488364264?l=crovoemiosotis.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mirimihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03554624093231966324noreply@blogger.com1