<?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-1601880756949935314</id><updated>2011-10-27T18:39:42.020-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Poeta Negro</title><subtitle type='html'>O PODER DAS PALAVRAS</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Poeta 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infinito&lt;br /&gt;Pomba Branca, Pomba Branca&lt;br /&gt;Faz este mundo mais bonito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          Lamego, 5 de Agosto de 2010&lt;br /&gt;                                                             &lt;br /&gt;                                                             Dedicado ao avô Guerra,&lt;br /&gt;                                                             um grande Homem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-5842529062591006722?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/5842529062591006722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=5842529062591006722' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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caminhos desconhecidos&lt;br /&gt;Por terras que nunca visitaram&lt;br /&gt;Todos juntos e sempre unidos&lt;br /&gt;Para um local distante viajaram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O caminho era longo&lt;br /&gt;Mas a disposição sempre em alta&lt;br /&gt;Estavam muitos, mas não todos&lt;br /&gt;Pois sempre sentem saudades de quem falta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passearam pela cidade&lt;br /&gt;Monumentos fotografados&lt;br /&gt;Torre Eiffel, Triunfo e Louvre&lt;br /&gt;Eram os mais cobiçados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À noite ninguém os calava&lt;br /&gt;Estavam sempre animados&lt;br /&gt;Mas durante as viagens&lt;br /&gt;Nunca estavam acordados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O último dia expectativas&lt;br /&gt;A Disney lá os esperava&lt;br /&gt;Desde heróis a princesas &lt;br /&gt;De tudo lá encontraram&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A viagem de regresso &lt;br /&gt;Ainda mal começou&lt;br /&gt;Mas mal deram um passo &lt;br /&gt;Algo já se passou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentaram meter-se com eles&lt;br /&gt;Mas como sempre ficaram mal&lt;br /&gt;Eles levam tudo no gozo&lt;br /&gt;Quer seja Pascoa quer seja Carnaval&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A camioneta em andamento&lt;br /&gt;Já todos sabem da história&lt;br /&gt;Este é só mais um momento&lt;br /&gt;Que nos fica na memória&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite não durou muito&lt;br /&gt;Estavam todos estoirados&lt;br /&gt;Adormeceram como anjinhos&lt;br /&gt;E na cara tinham sorrisos estampados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando todos acordaram&lt;br /&gt;A animação continuou&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma noite silenciosa&lt;br /&gt;O barulho recomeçou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As conversas e as brincadeiras&lt;br /&gt;Nunca podem faltar&lt;br /&gt;As histórias da viagem&lt;br /&gt;Eram para partilhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sueca animou a malta&lt;br /&gt;Os risos eram a música mais ouvida&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas já não faziam falta&lt;br /&gt;Nos melhores dias das suas vidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chegada foi a menos desejada&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém se queria despedir&lt;br /&gt;Isto tudo deixou um vazio&lt;br /&gt;Que agora têm de cobrir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os beijos e os abraços&lt;br /&gt;Foram de todos os mais sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém se queria largar&lt;br /&gt;Pois nunca se largam os amigos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      Porto e França 30 de Junho e 2 de Julho de 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-7122410581892549245?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7122410581892549245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=7122410581892549245' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nós&lt;br /&gt;É tudo o que temos do passado&lt;br /&gt;Os amigos são a nossa voz&lt;br /&gt;São os que caminham ao nosso lado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos acordos a cumprir&lt;br /&gt;O mais importante é o da Amizade&lt;br /&gt;Pois o que seria de nós&lt;br /&gt;Sem um amigo e a sua lealdade?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lágrimas que escorrem no rosto&lt;br /&gt;Quando achamos que nos temos de despedir&lt;br /&gt;É de tristeza e de desgosto&lt;br /&gt;Mas é alegria que devemos sentir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alegria por nos termos uns aos outros&lt;br /&gt;Alegria por momentos vividos&lt;br /&gt;Agora já estaremos prontos&lt;br /&gt;E nunca seremos vencidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As duas crescemos&lt;br /&gt;No caminho da felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Mas para mim das coisas mais importantes&lt;br /&gt;Foi a tua Amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não acredito!&lt;br /&gt;A vida quer-nos separar&lt;br /&gt;Mas há uma palavra chamada “Amizade”&lt;br /&gt;Que ninguém pode quebrar…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa Sorte em Tudo (Filipa)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Quinta-feira, 10 Junho 2010 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-3139715801331695993?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/3139715801331695993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=3139715801331695993' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/3139715801331695993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/3139715801331695993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2010/06/os-amigos-sao-nossa-voz.html' title='Os Amigos são a nossa Voz'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-9068638275999778944</id><published>2010-06-11T08:42:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T06:20:19.703-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Quero mais tempo de amizade</title><content type='html'>A vida passa por nós&lt;br /&gt;E nós só damos valor quando já passou&lt;br /&gt;Passou por mim&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu digo que ainda mal começou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 anos é pouco&lt;br /&gt;Quero mais tempo de amizade&lt;br /&gt;Quero mais tempo para falar&lt;br /&gt;Não quero ter já saudade&lt;br /&gt;Se acabou de começar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um adeus é um até já&lt;br /&gt;Porque não quero desistir&lt;br /&gt;Uma amizade só acaba&lt;br /&gt;Quando alguém se despedir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quero que acabe&lt;br /&gt;Pois é demasiado importante,&lt;br /&gt;Uma amizade para mim&lt;br /&gt;É mais do que um instante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao escrever é fácil dizer&lt;br /&gt;Tudo o que nos vem com emoção&lt;br /&gt;E uma coisa é certa&lt;br /&gt;Já estás guardada no meu coração…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Quarta-feira, 9 junho 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-9068638275999778944?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/9068638275999778944/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=9068638275999778944' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/9068638275999778944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/9068638275999778944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2010/06/quero-mais-tempo-de-amizade.html' title='Quero mais tempo de amizade'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-2869969740201381070</id><published>2010-06-11T08:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T12:16:19.023-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Juntas saltamos barreiras</title><content type='html'>Sempre soube que viria o dia&lt;br /&gt;Mas chegou e não estava preparada&lt;br /&gt;Será que agora conseguiremos&lt;br /&gt;Percorrer esta nova caminhada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhos diferentes&lt;br /&gt;Objectivos iguais&lt;br /&gt;Seremos nós mesmas&lt;br /&gt;Daremos tudo e um pouco mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre o fizemos&lt;br /&gt;Não é agora que vamos desistir&lt;br /&gt;Porque se saltarmos as barreiras&lt;br /&gt;Nada nos pode impedir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sejam muros, sejam montanhas&lt;br /&gt;Que virem o mundo de pernas para o ar&lt;br /&gt;Pois uma amizade tão forte&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pode acabar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaremos prontas para o futuro?&lt;br /&gt;Nada o pode prever&lt;br /&gt;Mas juntas em tudo&lt;br /&gt;Nada nos pode deter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amizade,&lt;br /&gt;Há diferentes formas de a ver&lt;br /&gt;Para mim e lealdade&lt;br /&gt;Para mim é ajudar a crescer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até sempre e mais um dia miúda (Inês)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Quarta-feira, 9 Junho 2010&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-2869969740201381070?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2869969740201381070/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=2869969740201381070' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/2869969740201381070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/2869969740201381070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2010/06/juntas-saltamos-barreiras.html' title='Juntas saltamos barreiras'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-2320717367174036100</id><published>2009-12-17T08:31:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T08:42:06.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poeta para sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Há um silêncio que abala&lt;br /&gt;O coração de quem sente&lt;br /&gt;A solidão perde a fala&lt;br /&gt;Quando o silêncio está ausente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um poeta que me diz&lt;br /&gt;Que quem vive cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Será uma pessoa feliz&lt;br /&gt;No amor e na alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque quem cala consente&lt;br /&gt;Porque quem fala não mente&lt;br /&gt;Por uma criança inocente&lt;br /&gt;Ser poeta para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.07.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-2320717367174036100?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/2320717367174036100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=2320717367174036100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/2320717367174036100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/2320717367174036100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2009/12/poeta-para-sempre.html' title='Poeta para sempre'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-4377177485624938726</id><published>2009-02-07T04:38:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T04:49:22.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Mãe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mãe um sonho concretizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma vida de alegria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Para recordar o passado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;E viver o futuro com mais harmonia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Mãe és o amor e a ternura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Não consigo explicar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Para a tristeza tu tens cura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Porque sabes sempre amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Uma flor ou uma pétala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Não consigo descrever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Só sei que és a mais bela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que um dia possa haver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;(à minha querida mãe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;4.Fevereiro.2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-4377177485624938726?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4377177485624938726/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=4377177485624938726' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/4377177485624938726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/4377177485624938726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2009/02/mae.html' title='Mãe...'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-5893111129852683371</id><published>2009-01-31T14:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T05:05:15.020-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavra Monte</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Escrevi a palavra monte&lt;br /&gt;Uma brisa pairou em mim&lt;br /&gt;E bem junto de uma fonte&lt;br /&gt;Sinti o cheiro a alecrim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorro um monte verdejane&lt;br /&gt;Numa paleta de flores sem fim&lt;br /&gt;Uma amarela muito brilhante&lt;br /&gt;E a vermelha é para mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corro por esta paragem&lt;br /&gt;Sem destino para percorrer&lt;br /&gt;Como um cavalo selvagem&lt;br /&gt;Sem ordens para obdecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;Domingo, 25 de Janeiro de 2009&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-5893111129852683371?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-8721351339941907917</id><published>2009-01-23T09:49:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T09:55:50.238-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Página de Livro</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Quem escreve deve senti-la&lt;br /&gt;Quem lê deve percebe-la&lt;br /&gt;Uma simples página de livro todos&lt;br /&gt;Devem compreende-la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ler é sábio&lt;br /&gt;Perceber também&lt;br /&gt;Escrever é a alma&lt;br /&gt;Que encontro em alguém &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma página solta&lt;br /&gt;Um verso branco&lt;br /&gt;Uma rima cruzada &lt;br /&gt;De tamanho incanto&lt;br /&gt;Um poema que dá espanto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Quarta, 21 de Janeiro de 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-8721351339941907917?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8721351339941907917/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=8721351339941907917' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/8721351339941907917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/8721351339941907917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2009/01/pgina-de-livro.html' title='Página de Livro'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-8169909899599374558</id><published>2009-01-23T08:43:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T08:47:09.552-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;É dificil o sentimento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;É fácil a expressão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Entra rápido no pensamento &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;E devagar sai do coração &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Saudade é amar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Viver é perguntar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Não sentir é solidão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Saudade vem do coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;"&gt;Quinta-feira, 22 de Janeiro de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-8169909899599374558?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/8169909899599374558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=8169909899599374558' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;São amarelas, laranjas e castanhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;As folhas do chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Também há as vermelhas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Que são da cor do coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Com o vento&lt;br /&gt;As folhas ficam no chão&lt;br /&gt;Chegou o Outono&lt;br /&gt;Já passou o Verão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Outono&lt;br /&gt;Ficam as recordações&lt;br /&gt;Do maravilhoso Verão&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida tem de passar por todas as estações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem o frio e a chuva&lt;br /&gt;Que escurecem o dia ´&lt;br /&gt;Mas comesse as castanhas&lt;br /&gt;E à volta da fogueira é uma alegria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outono, Verão, Primavera e Inverno&lt;br /&gt;São as estações&lt;br /&gt;Que preenchem o ano&lt;br /&gt;Onde se amam corações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Domingo, 12 de Outubro de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-604713341068156951?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/604713341068156951/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=604713341068156951' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/604713341068156951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;Nas planícies eu corro&lt;br /&gt;Para não voltar&lt;br /&gt;As montanhas não me deixam ver&lt;br /&gt;A alegria de viver&lt;br /&gt;E de voltar a sorrir&lt;br /&gt;No teu olhar eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;Um profundo desejo&lt;br /&gt;De me voltares a ver&lt;br /&gt;Estou cansada&lt;br /&gt;Muito angustiada&lt;br /&gt;Não sei como explicar&lt;br /&gt;Já vesti várias vestes&lt;br /&gt;Para me parecer contigo&lt;br /&gt;Mas queres apenas ser meu amigo&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais&lt;br /&gt;Quando estou na escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Numa infinita solidão&lt;br /&gt;Choro e não paro&lt;br /&gt;Até o dia nascer&lt;br /&gt;E no dia seguinte&lt;br /&gt;Volta tudo ao anoitecer&lt;br /&gt;Vou partir e não voltar&lt;br /&gt;Neste mundo não vou ficar&lt;br /&gt;Não digo adeus&lt;br /&gt;Mas também não vou chorar&lt;br /&gt;Se voltar um dia&lt;br /&gt;Com mais alegria&lt;br /&gt;E sem escuridão&lt;br /&gt;Lembrar-me-ei que tudo começou&lt;br /&gt;E acabou&lt;br /&gt;Num dia de Verão.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;2007&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-7219098137858130620?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/7219098137858130620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=7219098137858130620' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/7219098137858130620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/7219098137858130620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2008/10/amor-durido.html' title='Amor Durido'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-505944252613134887</id><published>2008-10-11T12:13:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T12:38:20.990-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Um Planeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Corro na rua à descoberta&lt;br /&gt;Como num deserto sem fim&lt;br /&gt;No fundo há uma porta aberta&lt;br /&gt;Para ti e para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É como um desejo&lt;br /&gt;Tornado realidade&lt;br /&gt;No entanto eu vejo&lt;br /&gt;Uma fria humanidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cruel e insensível&lt;br /&gt;Sem respeito por ninguém&lt;br /&gt;É este o nosso mundo&lt;br /&gt;Muito injusto, e muito severo também&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São as guerras e a política&lt;br /&gt;Que o estão a destruir&lt;br /&gt;O nosso Planeta Azul&lt;br /&gt;Um dia não vai resistir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As crianças estão a tentar muda-lo&lt;br /&gt;Mas os adultos só querem o poder&lt;br /&gt;Para continuarem a estraga-lo&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem saber&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos podem mudar&lt;br /&gt;Basta o querermos fazer&lt;br /&gt;Se virmos o coração brilhar&lt;br /&gt;Vamos o mundo mudar para...&lt;br /&gt;Ele conseguir sobreviver&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Quarta-feira, 8 de Outubro de 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-505944252613134887?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/505944252613134887/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=505944252613134887' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/505944252613134887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1601880756949935314/posts/default/505944252613134887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/2008/10/um-planeta.html' title='Um Planeta'/><author><name>Poeta negro</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03884597504435437268</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0kOcynZ41aE/SPCREyrcsEI/AAAAAAAAAAk/HYxVPsiZ7d4/S220/images%5B7%5D.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1601880756949935314.post-4627011628516642314</id><published>2008-10-11T08:07:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-07T05:11:56.359-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Um nome que nunca esqueci!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Olho no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;E vejo o olhar que nunca esqueci&lt;br /&gt;Sinto um arrepio no peito&lt;br /&gt;Pois sei que estás sempre aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;És um livro, és uma história&lt;br /&gt;Que começa e não quer acabar&lt;br /&gt;Que nos prende: á magia e a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Do que é saber amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei porque te escondes&lt;br /&gt;Do resto da multidão&lt;br /&gt;Pois tu tens a frase, as palavras e a rima&lt;br /&gt;Dentro do teu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O teu nome eu não digo&lt;br /&gt;Pois não o quero gastar&lt;br /&gt;Só te digo que é digno&lt;br /&gt;De quem sabe amar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;22 de Agosto de 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1601880756949935314-4627011628516642314?l=umpoetanegro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://umpoetanegro.blogspot.com/feeds/4627011628516642314/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1601880756949935314&amp;postID=4627011628516642314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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Poesia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;O Sol que brilha lá no fundo&lt;br /&gt;Ilumina esse teu ar importante&lt;br /&gt;Fala-me de ti, ó Poesia&lt;br /&gt;Tu que vives lá distante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudaste há algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Para o sentimento de todos nós&lt;br /&gt;No coração cita bem alto o Teu nome&lt;br /&gt;Para que ouçamos a Tua voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os Teus discípulos&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa e Camões&lt;br /&gt;Ficaram na História&lt;br /&gt;Agora Tu, ó Poesia&lt;br /&gt;Ficarás sempre na minha memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memória que pouco esquece&lt;br /&gt;Algo tão imponente&lt;br /&gt;Qual será a Tua fonte?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;A fonte da tua nascente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span 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