tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20672880849806413202024-03-28T07:50:25.481-07:00Wendel Valadares Mineiro, dramático, exagerado e poeta. Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.comBlogger566125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-55891034518086151122024-03-18T04:43:00.000-07:002024-03-18T04:44:10.071-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">com os insetos</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">aprender a começar o dia</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">inaugurar as horas </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">com a sabedoria das pequenas criaturas</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">[o mundo, tantas vezes, pode ser </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">barulhento e hostil] </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">por isso há que se aprender</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">a olhar para baixo</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">há que se aprender</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">a fazer silêncio</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">há que se aprender </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">a delicadeza das manhãs</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUFu7lAvKwQSimSpPwAyMG2HoPf_UC0ssZ30za0AYdGRoel2NVdSjsP10e7lB6gX_NqXBiFEP5ti2P6PAamx_ilR9AY26pl43zkbHZon09WoKv-06-8F1nYaIcv6JjA3Q7EQ3GAm1soh8kZ5WKpbGVbXaGJV_xoYHJ6IssvmoAV5O8E_qmSdE2Vn_F3Mo/s1280/raindrops-574971_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="850" data-original-width="1280" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUFu7lAvKwQSimSpPwAyMG2HoPf_UC0ssZ30za0AYdGRoel2NVdSjsP10e7lB6gX_NqXBiFEP5ti2P6PAamx_ilR9AY26pl43zkbHZon09WoKv-06-8F1nYaIcv6JjA3Q7EQ3GAm1soh8kZ5WKpbGVbXaGJV_xoYHJ6IssvmoAV5O8E_qmSdE2Vn_F3Mo/w400-h266/raindrops-574971_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"> Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-38947214960826674192023-12-31T13:56:00.000-08:002023-12-31T14:09:14.371-08:00PEQUENOS SALVAMENTOS<div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">observo todos os sinais</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">folhas que caem no exato momento<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">em que estou passando<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">abelhas que pousam sobre a minha mão<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">bilhetes que encontro na poltrona do ônibus<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">frases soltas nas paredes dos banheiros</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">tudo me diz do futuro<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">no entanto me sinto<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">cada vez mais despreparado<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">como se a vida quisesse<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">me pegar desprevenido</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">como se a vida quisesse<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">me mostrar que é feita<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">desses sustos cotidianos<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">que eu chamo de<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">pequenos salvamentos</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">*</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">hoje uma flor da minha orquídea<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">caiu sobre um livro de poemas<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">e eu soube, naquele instante,<br /></span><span style="font-size: medium;">que era preciso me abrir à alegria</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV5lvOL7B1CMAE83vieQwjjpxUzCrAMW1aXzD62Q9YIyCsCs95ZGHbRFa1HLfkJMQ2hUp074ObKaAPA7uoXyxquPH-WtxYhAHxLep2nAZ6XMm4RW5-C_ACJjdpYWa3phEjJKO_hjHKR_fCHBjSlpTD-VesjarR1-VWHgsasN-Qm3qZ8RhOF1RYg1bi6dE/s1280/flowers-7000046_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgV5lvOL7B1CMAE83vieQwjjpxUzCrAMW1aXzD62Q9YIyCsCs95ZGHbRFa1HLfkJMQ2hUp074ObKaAPA7uoXyxquPH-WtxYhAHxLep2nAZ6XMm4RW5-C_ACJjdpYWa3phEjJKO_hjHKR_fCHBjSlpTD-VesjarR1-VWHgsasN-Qm3qZ8RhOF1RYg1bi6dE/w400-h266/flowers-7000046_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><div><br /></div><div>O poema nasceu desprevenido, inaugurando novas alegrias.</div><div>A orquídea foi presente dos meus amigos Alê, Jaya e Pam. </div><div>Então, é pra eles este poema.</div></div></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-30969565222244289892023-11-16T05:01:00.000-08:002023-11-16T05:01:41.431-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ainda é tempo de acordar</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">a manhã</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o sonho</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">a vida</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">percebe como os pássaros</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">não guardaram seus cantos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">percebe como é essencial</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">esse grito</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ainda é tempo de inaugurar</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o futuro</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- apenas canta</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzXCsYgfWOtTbDno9SWd5hw-LNt0LgEmoJUv-pHZxhGnICE1mYS4N4gnWK6Tt9zdgDmbp2FUtdXfE2BJZT0RBc-bOXjoD88FUTpXzaYiroo9nEtXxawGF90ko3e941gD0bNVX_os38Y1_I0rdhIm-YSubAJBCxf8DMzpAdOwkm_Ex2nV1pS9Z73RJoRiQ/s1280/songbird-8348139_1280.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="905" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzXCsYgfWOtTbDno9SWd5hw-LNt0LgEmoJUv-pHZxhGnICE1mYS4N4gnWK6Tt9zdgDmbp2FUtdXfE2BJZT0RBc-bOXjoD88FUTpXzaYiroo9nEtXxawGF90ko3e941gD0bNVX_os38Y1_I0rdhIm-YSubAJBCxf8DMzpAdOwkm_Ex2nV1pS9Z73RJoRiQ/w283-h400/songbird-8348139_1280.png" width="283" /></a></div><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-44467192933278888172023-11-13T04:39:00.000-08:002023-11-13T04:40:00.056-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">aprender com as flores </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">a delicadeza de perceber o tempo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">florir, rir, ir</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">na hora exata</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- um aprendizado de eras</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">aprender com as flores</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">a esperança de perceber o tempo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">alguma coisa amarela </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">para acordar o dia</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- despertar a alegria</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7kZ-5pmTiOHhp5P4Wg_qpYzJGBrKUd6a8EvfkU5JAe37SLlY-NdnXNjd96kFg0sOE2lhdZWfpauD3VMuGVEjKLgOVw7XNOytLAv2A4pU6ktwGbGAJNnRTIBOSRQq7JQG8wFmoEh1XGM8q7KgfHe9XcJzY0awyOBRW9A7NBfXrG8sRPRrqrjdFJeBhi9k/s1280/flower-4476373_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="855" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg7kZ-5pmTiOHhp5P4Wg_qpYzJGBrKUd6a8EvfkU5JAe37SLlY-NdnXNjd96kFg0sOE2lhdZWfpauD3VMuGVEjKLgOVw7XNOytLAv2A4pU6ktwGbGAJNnRTIBOSRQq7JQG8wFmoEh1XGM8q7KgfHe9XcJzY0awyOBRW9A7NBfXrG8sRPRrqrjdFJeBhi9k/w268-h400/flower-4476373_1280.jpg" width="268" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-65199043411341935882023-11-06T14:40:00.001-08:002023-11-06T14:42:56.855-08:00<div style="text-align: right;"> <i>Em cada verso já sabido</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>há sempre um pássaro passando.</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i>(Lúcio Cardoso - Fênix)</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">voa sozinho ao fim da tarde </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o pássaro solitário</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">há muitos séculos empreende esta viagem</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">destino dos que nasceram com o coração alado </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">* * *</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="font-size: medium;">voa sozinho ao fim da tarde </span></div><div><span style="font-size: medium;">o pássaro solitário</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vai colorindo o vermelho-fogo do crepúsculo </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">ferindo de asas esta hora sagrada</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcExxl0eFb5hrKbFfQZ-yjOOdLIvnB22Fkbgd88425Tp-pwcWZduJQoz1QRFqx7qtDSW5XpMBFv8zrLPylzr3kNMDiJcNRmYXDflKDiyjeeRYJmB-asY6JzzgC3JxmP-VIKCaAUnogYlm5m5fRWAQa2EjKtF36RLvNntIEZ_9MnnwAMBdHuAmo1nBoYZ0/s1280/glowing-253676_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="855" data-original-width="1280" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjcExxl0eFb5hrKbFfQZ-yjOOdLIvnB22Fkbgd88425Tp-pwcWZduJQoz1QRFqx7qtDSW5XpMBFv8zrLPylzr3kNMDiJcNRmYXDflKDiyjeeRYJmB-asY6JzzgC3JxmP-VIKCaAUnogYlm5m5fRWAQa2EjKtF36RLvNntIEZ_9MnnwAMBdHuAmo1nBoYZ0/w400-h268/glowing-253676_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"><div>Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</div></span>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-34551095540117924052023-11-05T13:31:00.000-08:002023-11-05T13:31:21.523-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">muitos acreditam que a grande aventura da vida </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">é o voo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">[desbravar o céu com a ilusão de infinitude]</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- para isto não faltam marinheiros</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">eu escolhi trilhar o caminho oposto</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">nasci com vocação para asas</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">mas quero me aninhar juto daqueles</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que entendem a grandeza do pouso</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">[há que se ter coragem </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">para saber ter ninho]</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWRIHfpFovW4EeD_W5WuCURY6aimPY2Lyf2vyDSF8HBmxi-2uUaSD-ifRQ8nB8P2xiYNM3tyARJdr-v9T4AZFXQa85vm8GPqUp_QMPCjz1JtMZJAW9AYhEYkcj5K6B9gl2O4O4zbgyYYe2Gho0CLF28bkA1H1wVfCjvLzg5_htUyxJfBqlWzdJICqQ3rE/s1280/sparrows-2759978_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="428" data-original-width="1280" height="134" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWRIHfpFovW4EeD_W5WuCURY6aimPY2Lyf2vyDSF8HBmxi-2uUaSD-ifRQ8nB8P2xiYNM3tyARJdr-v9T4AZFXQa85vm8GPqUp_QMPCjz1JtMZJAW9AYhEYkcj5K6B9gl2O4O4zbgyYYe2Gho0CLF28bkA1H1wVfCjvLzg5_htUyxJfBqlWzdJICqQ3rE/w400-h134/sparrows-2759978_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div> <p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-59617580986844213592023-11-04T19:29:00.000-07:002023-11-04T19:29:14.640-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vem de muito antes este cansaço</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">de um lugar fora e além do tempo</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vem de muito longe este pouso</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">de um voo imenso e corajoso</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vem de dentro este sono ancestral</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">do mais profundo e infindável sonho</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vem de algum lugar em mim este pássaro </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">atravessou incontáveis insônias</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">para estar aqui</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e agora que as asas repousam seguras</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">adormeço nesta memória <span style="text-align: center;">enternecida</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que me ensina a ter ninho</span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></span></div></div><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ5Wuqiq5Bb-1JOAufr3CZ-al9ffwhrXHPBsZH_zetHxtPQqhxKUCxcQAYbRXk6QgzI4XoveaRgcyuAZF3dN5ngOTaluZhCH2Ir-HnpVh9k9pW4937_fFu-jBE7gMmA5b1RDPK8QvZG6SSNopg7guD5Xr4_lamOrpZ9bz8OYm4l4xdiz2Z7qNPWyvUIRo/s1280/owl-8001879_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQ5Wuqiq5Bb-1JOAufr3CZ-al9ffwhrXHPBsZH_zetHxtPQqhxKUCxcQAYbRXk6QgzI4XoveaRgcyuAZF3dN5ngOTaluZhCH2Ir-HnpVh9k9pW4937_fFu-jBE7gMmA5b1RDPK8QvZG6SSNopg7guD5Xr4_lamOrpZ9bz8OYm4l4xdiz2Z7qNPWyvUIRo/w400-h266/owl-8001879_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small; text-align: center;"> Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-77532378402033681682023-11-03T07:57:00.003-07:002023-11-03T08:12:50.222-07:00DEPOIS DE AMANHÃ<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">percorro dias meses anos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">conto os segundos para inaugurar teus braços</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">espero por ti como jamais soube esperar </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">qualquer outra coisa</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">em qualquer outro tempo</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">nunca soube ser exato em nada</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">mas quando estou ao teu lado </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">compreendo todas as matemáticas </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">sei que um mais um são infinitos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">nossa soma desencadeia todas as possibilidades</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">por isso, agora que você chegou,</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">peço-te</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">dança comigo este silêncio</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que nossos corpos são música </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e nosso tempo é sempre</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o mundo pode acabar no próximo segundo </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que nós dois continuaremos </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcuY7ZCrP1kwsBmCOuhY-vm6XVOlgpgchtVgmT5Zt69iL7GBt5wW0H6kNJEGxT_ZzFoHAoiikd1yOFQichiB2K3fayWuTuOA9sGjHYJUBcR9qvceeQMQn3KJNQVd50_Tu14CjjF7MDIN-Tx-SuoLVLyiqZzqClBWk8INDEr6QNTdx484M2OUQhigaNv2s/s1280/northern-gannets-7429282_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="853" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcuY7ZCrP1kwsBmCOuhY-vm6XVOlgpgchtVgmT5Zt69iL7GBt5wW0H6kNJEGxT_ZzFoHAoiikd1yOFQichiB2K3fayWuTuOA9sGjHYJUBcR9qvceeQMQn3KJNQVd50_Tu14CjjF7MDIN-Tx-SuoLVLyiqZzqClBWk8INDEr6QNTdx484M2OUQhigaNv2s/w266-h400/northern-gannets-7429282_1280.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">aprendo com minha solidão</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">percorro vazios lembranças saudades</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">revisito paisagens que inaugurei no futuro</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- faço o possível para ser possível</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">aprendo com minha solidão</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">expurgo mágoas medos mitos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">reorganizo os percursos da leveza</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- conheço os silêncios do meu corpo</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">aprendo com minha solidão</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">assim como reconheço a origem desta melancolia</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">sei também de onde nasce a alegria</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="font-size: medium;">- alguma coisa amarela que me salva</span></span></div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJfOD_ja3czyIcbqo8bF9NqXxUsZGn1fSSTSyGez-Rchc-tL9qw9MiQYHoiTM3UEz2OcCC_g0iX1xyS3loFl9F_dY6jUkeR8nOsWiGe3y6NFdC_8UMKfpc7RNcLfROHAayi87RldnXa7Evp-v73-YCeT9C-JGufALGNkW9lbc26JT32o27XkcYUefWuo/s1280/ladybug-3475779_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZJfOD_ja3czyIcbqo8bF9NqXxUsZGn1fSSTSyGez-Rchc-tL9qw9MiQYHoiTM3UEz2OcCC_g0iX1xyS3loFl9F_dY6jUkeR8nOsWiGe3y6NFdC_8UMKfpc7RNcLfROHAayi87RldnXa7Evp-v73-YCeT9C-JGufALGNkW9lbc26JT32o27XkcYUefWuo/w400-h266/ladybug-3475779_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 13.2px;"> </span><span style="font-size: 13.2px;"> </span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div></span><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-70466578726390481232023-11-01T07:21:00.010-07:002023-11-02T12:28:46.098-07:00<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;">DEGRAU POR DEGRAU</span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> ca<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">da</span> </b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> pa<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">la</span></b>vra</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> fi<b><span style="color: #cc0000;">ca</span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"> à <b><span style="color: #cc0000;">es</span></b>preita</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Bp-RaB_5UPOb_pNTq-3xgJpwqWEgnWrvLuqjMbaUSuEe10xjMq-low6Df0eLyOVy4acONBIgmX_JDMtxP7JFGEf1iK6Ira8eyxFengd87_LcyOgKlsU5Rh9wCobhnYhrLY15q-KvWHdiBVFYEd7yH4lf4S6bWnmBNmm_svhaBenW7zRx4_twMwGfW8I/s1280/books-2362214_1280.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="853" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Bp-RaB_5UPOb_pNTq-3xgJpwqWEgnWrvLuqjMbaUSuEe10xjMq-low6Df0eLyOVy4acONBIgmX_JDMtxP7JFGEf1iK6Ira8eyxFengd87_LcyOgKlsU5Rh9wCobhnYhrLY15q-KvWHdiBVFYEd7yH4lf4S6bWnmBNmm_svhaBenW7zRx4_twMwGfW8I/w266-h400/books-2362214_1280.jpg" width="266" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-54986577918531256702023-10-31T05:15:00.006-07:002023-10-31T09:31:44.644-07:00<p></p><div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span>Esperança é a planta que germina, mesmo não semeada."</span></i></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: times;"><i><span><br /></span></i></span></div><span style="font-family: times;"><div style="text-align: right;"><i>- Carlos Drummond de Andrade - O avesso das Coisas</i></div></span></div><p></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"></span></p><p></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">observa bem este campo de lavandas</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vê o momento em que o sol toca as pontas das flores</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e alguma sombra se aninha embaixo das folhas</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">vê que é possível sentir a textura da luz </span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">sentir o ar abraçando delicadamente o roxo de cada pétala</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">sentir a calmaria do perfume penetrando o olhar</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">um campo de lavandas é mais que uma paisagem</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">é um gesto que o mundo nos oferece</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">poema que ninguém escreveu</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">epifania</span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA50rfbkC0lb6G0gICwB9jfAfDO3WphiSp5pIH0E2J8qlLP5pBQF0RaGmUliA3Eo1ZlX_mPsRa20FBN4Yim-3bSDpgcIWTJwpTs7YXBwn379ZNApPOBfnJ06v2TFhZEoX5Kvd5_TK9FPagFRlFGnE2N8S28oJuf-TCg_tHFRpoLrGeJr0UtNnUUP2RLRE/s1280/lavender-6398425_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhA50rfbkC0lb6G0gICwB9jfAfDO3WphiSp5pIH0E2J8qlLP5pBQF0RaGmUliA3Eo1ZlX_mPsRa20FBN4Yim-3bSDpgcIWTJwpTs7YXBwn379ZNApPOBfnJ06v2TFhZEoX5Kvd5_TK9FPagFRlFGnE2N8S28oJuf-TCg_tHFRpoLrGeJr0UtNnUUP2RLRE/w400-h266/lavender-6398425_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-11386565573460325032023-10-30T07:50:00.003-07:002023-11-28T05:06:39.739-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">meu amor</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">quero abraçar tuas asas</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">acariciar a suavidade da tua plumagem</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">sorver a água orvalhada dos teus olhos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">beber do teu bico minha sede de azul</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">meu amor</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">quero oferecer-te ninho nos dias rubros</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">voar contigo nos dias claros e em todos os outros</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">experimentar o amanhã da tua companhia</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">inventar um passado de muitos séculos ao teu lado</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">meu amor</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">quero chamar-te </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">pássara-</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">poesia-</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">pessoa-</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">paz </span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">chamar-te</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">amor</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SAWOj4Ld57C1H49p6SXE40PfzepZVAuMNGjnUBE1oQkr-cAhgW0Mqb4rB8C_o5naSetcJyuft6LbaP8MkKUwvCPWpsPq9LEaMV2f53hnWYC_zglpiz2FKavxgcHdfdNsYIFpnhVcPYvJMGYJuFVXetcrB-od2CqVmrKYlTPUZVhSNP9-E7EJoNe9mqo/s1280/flamingos-1835649_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="850" data-original-width="1280" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2SAWOj4Ld57C1H49p6SXE40PfzepZVAuMNGjnUBE1oQkr-cAhgW0Mqb4rB8C_o5naSetcJyuft6LbaP8MkKUwvCPWpsPq9LEaMV2f53hnWYC_zglpiz2FKavxgcHdfdNsYIFpnhVcPYvJMGYJuFVXetcrB-od2CqVmrKYlTPUZVhSNP9-E7EJoNe9mqo/w400-h266/flamingos-1835649_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-2616799410238157842023-10-26T05:45:00.005-07:002023-11-23T11:33:14.529-08:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><b>TARDE</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">um par de araras coloridas cruza o céu em sua hora mais quente</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">suas asas abertas são como dois arco-íris deslizando pelo azul</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><b>CREPÚSCULO</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">hora do incêndio</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">o céu vai ficando comovido comovido</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><b>NOITE</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">cansadas do alto as folhas das árvores saltam serelepes</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">aproveitam a calmaria da noite para se aproximarem das raízes</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><b>MADRUGADA</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">os pássaros ficam em silêncio</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">hora em que as asas preparam o próximo voo</span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><b>ALVORADA</b></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: 11pt; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"> </span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16px;">o pássaro amarelo acende o dia</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16px;">leva no bico a promessa da alegria</span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16px;"><br /></span></span></p><p class="MsoNormal" style="color: #222222; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small; line-height: normal; margin: 0cm; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="font-size: 16px;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></span></p></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3AlJ5xetehoFkjea9sgrJzxqGPj5hn-JM6C-on_oIv2akFD2I0_wGS9g7GwZ_YbQ2W55d7nxHttov-qrVr2vyc2_6CoDN1mAtaf0qYYuMF5Ou7661iEki-bLX9cHUatMrJ00DrTa0t1ul_U9p4l1Vgk5K7FjeEiLkukN9ffhBexa5ZPjb2t4iUJJJ7_Q/s1280/migratory-birds-157638_1280.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1280" data-original-width="912" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh3AlJ5xetehoFkjea9sgrJzxqGPj5hn-JM6C-on_oIv2akFD2I0_wGS9g7GwZ_YbQ2W55d7nxHttov-qrVr2vyc2_6CoDN1mAtaf0qYYuMF5Ou7661iEki-bLX9cHUatMrJ00DrTa0t1ul_U9p4l1Vgk5K7FjeEiLkukN9ffhBexa5ZPjb2t4iUJJJ7_Q/w285-h400/migratory-birds-157638_1280.png" width="285" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-72750546310507024052023-10-24T05:47:00.004-07:002023-10-24T18:16:10.334-07:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">quero alguma coisa com você</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e poderia pensar em uma imensa lista</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">com toques olhares silêncios</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">café da manhã domingos preguiçosos</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">passeios no parque sorvete na pracinha</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e infinitos infinitos ao seu lado</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">mas eu quero mais</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">quero alguma coisa com você</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">alguma coisa que seja simples alegre perfumada</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">feito um campo de alecrim</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">alguma coisa que não precise começar nem acabar</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">alguma coisa como você</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">alguma coisa</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">você</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Gm1EV3AQl24siOjqqat5N4ZMkv__5K_RhX0aMd_bS45l9sEfdJZfIYE44vnZkjM30FV2lItVA6fHuz-5xjglgV3ykc3dKz6c7PyE9thDzFkZRSPXFraAqhDlKt2x-6d6El9vphhIXXyAPIoJOrjD7AYK8b-EXUlCm3tpQSxyhVob5D8q9QeyK7A3yF8/s1280/rosemary-1688750_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="854" data-original-width="1280" height="268" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Gm1EV3AQl24siOjqqat5N4ZMkv__5K_RhX0aMd_bS45l9sEfdJZfIYE44vnZkjM30FV2lItVA6fHuz-5xjglgV3ykc3dKz6c7PyE9thDzFkZRSPXFraAqhDlKt2x-6d6El9vphhIXXyAPIoJOrjD7AYK8b-EXUlCm3tpQSxyhVob5D8q9QeyK7A3yF8/w400-h268/rosemary-1688750_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível gratuitamente no site pixabay</span></div><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-19372615875884358372023-10-23T04:56:00.006-07:002023-10-24T05:31:47.767-07:00<div style="background-color: white; text-align: right;">
<span style="font-family: times;"><i>Não é possível adiar a vida.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: times;"><i>(Caio Fernando Abreu)</i></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">quero a serenidade dos seres que acordam antes</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">das criaturas que mal podem esperar</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">que estão à espreita de novas possibilidades</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">que se antecipam ao sol e se iluminam </span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">antes mesmo de serem tocadas pela luz do dia</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">quero a serenidade de uma borboleta amarela</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">que pousa confiantemente sobre a flor</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">e se confunde com ela</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">flor-alada que voa acordando o dia</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">quero a serenidade de quem faz um verso</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">como quem aprendeu a olhar</span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><br /></span></div><div style="background-color: white; text-align: justify;"><span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="font-size: 13px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysyqSNAQ1qH8iAh5O_4lwB50kO2yaH17lxVQfDmHmk0N4syFRThtIPHOt5HsJiR6mQM-ljM70d_o9GaHSwRNWpWFOpWHTRyOzmrEWhqNJceQiZHH9nnWLZl4s-JndZDqeRalO8CWNS8QfGFPaGldPa8fJbt75MHMYzgsQddq34r_i3fne5J2uTbxwte4/s1280/gonepteryx-rhamni-1583068_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="810" data-original-width="1280" height="254" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgysyqSNAQ1qH8iAh5O_4lwB50kO2yaH17lxVQfDmHmk0N4syFRThtIPHOt5HsJiR6mQM-ljM70d_o9GaHSwRNWpWFOpWHTRyOzmrEWhqNJceQiZHH9nnWLZl4s-JndZDqeRalO8CWNS8QfGFPaGldPa8fJbt75MHMYzgsQddq34r_i3fne5J2uTbxwte4/w400-h254/gonepteryx-rhamni-1583068_1280.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Imagem disponível em: https://pixabay.com/pt/photos/gonepteryx-rhamni-borboleta-1583068/</span></div></span><span face=""Trebuchet MS", sans-serif"><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></div>
Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04684743594043594883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-88916048776668326132023-09-22T19:17:00.002-07:002023-09-22T19:17:46.551-07:00COLHEITA #03<p><span style="font-size: medium;"><b style="background-color: white; font-family: times; text-align: justify;">Escritos que colhi dos meus cadernos:</b></span></p><p><b style="background-color: white; font-family: times; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">Escrever como quem ensina um pássaro a voar:</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">buscando dentro de si o voo que já está preparado. </span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">***</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;"><br /></span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><span style="background-color: white;">Escrever como quem adia o futuro.</span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhPgtF8h5p7gbZ0Vv4D-dIwkdfynpq6F0ZJTttVtVVmy8mG4rl7lyDLoEk49WsQ9Ea0SJaZY6wricwDf7b98Bxtv0ZwHMdRQWiW5Ct74bNhr1ARJdJy1zsSwdldW8_GN2Hq870J1BgoZrYbFbeLDWTtaUCNBX2SOWRqH39-ySE4rrnKWeBVgDP7kdq8VU/s2048/%C2%A9%20Joel%20Robison4.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="2048" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhPgtF8h5p7gbZ0Vv4D-dIwkdfynpq6F0ZJTttVtVVmy8mG4rl7lyDLoEk49WsQ9Ea0SJaZY6wricwDf7b98Bxtv0ZwHMdRQWiW5Ct74bNhr1ARJdJy1zsSwdldW8_GN2Hq870J1BgoZrYbFbeLDWTtaUCNBX2SOWRqH39-ySE4rrnKWeBVgDP7kdq8VU/s320/%C2%A9%20Joel%20Robison4.jpg" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><div style="text-align: center;">Imagem: © Joel Robison</div></span><p></p>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-17347461333471399802023-09-12T16:41:00.003-07:002023-09-12T16:41:51.338-07:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><i>Morreu um homem que sonhava, </i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><i>a terra está triste como uma viúva.</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><i>(Mia Couto - Terra Sonâmbula)</i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWuF7VN_bUMMfJfrU8QQ1PB0b17k3Zu4XNXKkEwGqv3GkcFHafJCyfTpWIivvePYzSpSDjn4PTsizk14a7L7D08X9r_mvDzTX3p15BDMNZFJKXpTJkQcIxGWtnYiXfcWpqGfrk9D3HbSJmLP8QbyV6wqUZQZde2NkzHcyPK9FI0ft-lVDj8e14qkQmm0A/s640/%C2%A9%20Ronny%20Garcia%20Moron1.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="412" data-original-width="640" height="258" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWuF7VN_bUMMfJfrU8QQ1PB0b17k3Zu4XNXKkEwGqv3GkcFHafJCyfTpWIivvePYzSpSDjn4PTsizk14a7L7D08X9r_mvDzTX3p15BDMNZFJKXpTJkQcIxGWtnYiXfcWpqGfrk9D3HbSJmLP8QbyV6wqUZQZde2NkzHcyPK9FI0ft-lVDj8e14qkQmm0A/w400-h258/%C2%A9%20Ronny%20Garcia%20Moron1.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> Imagem: © Ronny Garcia Moron <p></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">é tudo tão efêmero e, por isso mesmo, dura para sempre. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">e para sempre é muito imenso. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">na falta do que dizer nesta hora eterna, </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">tento estas poucas palavras cheias de silêncios e afetos. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">recebe este meu abraço </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">que é pássaro e voa ao teu encontro. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></p><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: right;"><i><span style="font-family: times;">Para uma grande amiga, </span></i></div><span style="font-family: times;"><div style="text-align: right;"><i>pela perda de seu avô.</i></div></span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-84562015970967044942023-06-24T07:38:00.005-07:002023-06-24T07:38:49.741-07:00ESCOLHER<div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Bv2gdHausB7sJuknUuWTqGT8jkzBnFkOY-VBsQ1rQuRmY9yyKwDHS3UscVvB0bks3Lx4E9VxLxp9AgTZ2sCYSnthRlkAnWAcligGtyYRaEDWmXoUK-jY4SJOCsRTk4eLfkevAZ4U3DSSLQ6J5i4F1nfO2hTsTuEMNND0q5eUF1snED2IGsACtPgaLQA/s1552/%C2%A9%20Kyle%20Thompson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="873" data-original-width="1552" height="225" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-Bv2gdHausB7sJuknUuWTqGT8jkzBnFkOY-VBsQ1rQuRmY9yyKwDHS3UscVvB0bks3Lx4E9VxLxp9AgTZ2sCYSnthRlkAnWAcligGtyYRaEDWmXoUK-jY4SJOCsRTk4eLfkevAZ4U3DSSLQ6J5i4F1nfO2hTsTuEMNND0q5eUF1snED2IGsACtPgaLQA/w400-h225/%C2%A9%20Kyle%20Thompson.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> Imagem: © Kyle Thompson<br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">certa vocação para inclinar a cabeça<br />como se estivesse sempre carregando um peso</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />não<br />mais que isso<br />inclinar a cabeça<br />como se estivesse reverenciando o mundo</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />não<br />mais que isso<br />inclinar a cabeça<br />como quem aprendeu a olhar o caminho</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />não<br />mais que isso<br />inclinar a cabeça<br />como quem tem a possibilidade de levantá-la</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />não<br />mais que isso<br />inclinar a cabeça<br />como quem escolheu inclinar a cabeça</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />sim<br />é isso<br />escolher</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-18043295537755249812023-04-21T10:08:00.006-07:002023-04-21T10:09:09.028-07:00COLHEITA #02<p><span style="font-size: medium;"> </span><b style="font-family: times; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">Escritos que colhi dos meus cadernos:</span></b></p><div><b style="font-family: times; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></b></div><div><span style="font-family: times; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o coração já sabe a direção</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">é preciso ensinar aos pés</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: medium;">o caminho</span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuy-CXrxTRYSajpbvlf08ZGx5G25a9bxGhL-MhqVHY5-sckRNNCgTpm-Oa5lf2qyKv2_SXK1RokDGmi8-AUBj_1ZUZz7t1MskfjtKFfnyQrpClrtl5TnxknS6oKKV2I9hlpl0AfykBdH0ULqKM7f4dd_02_R9d6ZkuvYnNwnQmy5gLnmy-HzGn5NR/s960/%C2%A9%20Joel%20Robison22.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="960" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizuy-CXrxTRYSajpbvlf08ZGx5G25a9bxGhL-MhqVHY5-sckRNNCgTpm-Oa5lf2qyKv2_SXK1RokDGmi8-AUBj_1ZUZz7t1MskfjtKFfnyQrpClrtl5TnxknS6oKKV2I9hlpl0AfykBdH0ULqKM7f4dd_02_R9d6ZkuvYnNwnQmy5gLnmy-HzGn5NR/w400-h400/%C2%A9%20Joel%20Robison22.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> Imagem: © Joel Robison<br /><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium; text-align: justify;"><br /></span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-56464830853901432262023-02-10T11:48:00.010-08:002023-02-10T17:23:16.653-08:00COLHEITA #01<div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><b>Escritos que colhi dos meus cadernos:</b></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Compreender vai além do olhar.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Compreende-se, sobretudo, com o coração.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">Os olhos capturam a cena, mas logo são traídos pelo medo.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">O coração, por sua vez, acolhe a epifânia.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">O coração transfigurado.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">O coração enxerga mais longe.</span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: times; font-size: medium;">(Os cegos compreendem com o coração pois a luz está do lado de dentro)</span></div><div><br /></div></div>
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Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04684743594043594883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-79679976134861864282022-11-30T09:25:00.004-08:002022-11-30T09:25:34.396-08:00APENAS SER<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">observo a lagarta<br />obstinada e paciente <br />escalando a planta <br />para nutrir-se da folha</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> <br />se um pássaro a vir<br />seu futuro estará perdido <br />assim como <br />se a chuva o sol <br />algo ou alguém <br />intervir</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />parece tão incerto <br />o futuro da lagarta <br />que me pergunto <br />se ela tem medo <br />de não ser capaz</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"> <br />não ser capaz do futuro<br />será esse o meu medo<br />projetado na lagarta?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />sabe a lagarta <br />da borboleta que poderá se tornar <br />se ela apenas for capaz do futuro?</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />observo a lagarta <br />obstinada e paciente<br />eu a admiro </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">***</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />desejo a resiliência <br />das criaturas que se arrastam </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br />das minúsculas vidas<br />que entenderam e aceitaram <br />que não podem oferecer <br />mais do que são</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgchF_s-hV1sBeEw4V1AlvjhDRGZPL6ZqbIVcPu17N8CMCVMz3NVM33RF7F7tLQ4nlv-EwJQDbKOng7DP9lJYadZ8MWg1qFQIpb1wXj8wiN9X9SMuhWnMeyPETJxKLXI6aiPMmH4SSt4JRzBLITuPPo3Vxz_5Xh7hIAlD7qatgwZCY6FDbykK2JigGZ/s1600/Um%20olhar%20sobre%20o%20cerrado%20221.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1200" data-original-width="1600" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgchF_s-hV1sBeEw4V1AlvjhDRGZPL6ZqbIVcPu17N8CMCVMz3NVM33RF7F7tLQ4nlv-EwJQDbKOng7DP9lJYadZ8MWg1qFQIpb1wXj8wiN9X9SMuhWnMeyPETJxKLXI6aiPMmH4SSt4JRzBLITuPPo3Vxz_5Xh7hIAlD7qatgwZCY6FDbykK2JigGZ/w400-h300/Um%20olhar%20sobre%20o%20cerrado%20221.JPG" width="400" /></a></div></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-70657495693350564642022-11-18T09:46:00.006-08:002022-11-30T10:44:37.785-08:00DE UMA CONVERSA COM AMIGOS<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">Eu não quero mais me envolver com alguém <br />que não acenda as luzes dentro de mim. </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Ri7zGUf4YAj_0FctAuu2yoq433nwTxqW0AHX2-yfDdNTFKoUe19Tg0qJGzwUSsgjc1244-qxzNyWPB573rYC521Ja7B7ViADJKvwcZQT2w-BXAvldj6P7bvjLZiutwto1H6VcvJ-1dl1vkAOyMl0bY83YwkwS_hGnzjD3VvrAEl6BJK7Wz4l13Wf/s800/aleah-michele000.webp" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="400" data-original-width="800" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9Ri7zGUf4YAj_0FctAuu2yoq433nwTxqW0AHX2-yfDdNTFKoUe19Tg0qJGzwUSsgjc1244-qxzNyWPB573rYC521Ja7B7ViADJKvwcZQT2w-BXAvldj6P7bvjLZiutwto1H6VcvJ-1dl1vkAOyMl0bY83YwkwS_hGnzjD3VvrAEl6BJK7Wz4l13Wf/w400-h200/aleah-michele000.webp" width="400" /></a></div> <span face=""Trebuchet MS", Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; font-size: 13.2px;">Imagem: © Aleah Michele</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">Diálogos do Quarteto (Alê, Jaya, Pam e eu)</span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09233867796427113312noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-84760521505808165772022-11-14T17:55:00.005-08:002022-11-18T10:47:47.047-08:00ILUMINA-ME<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOXzZCHA7MW2bWQR9ESjV-BDWyWupvJJFIsTYiSV5MCwRrXCoLttqWpX84SDpY67e_Rxm1yHJrogtMbvPk5zdubV7idn29ay5jYRKB67Zmlge671o49zNsjATRUYm4lFHQtJc4EHaHy6SjGn1ZKSg0_rV1qqurY9h-P8O3iEPtnQC_rvOWfqC1qbmgw/s750/Collin%20McAdoo.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="750" data-original-width="491" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAOXzZCHA7MW2bWQR9ESjV-BDWyWupvJJFIsTYiSV5MCwRrXCoLttqWpX84SDpY67e_Rxm1yHJrogtMbvPk5zdubV7idn29ay5jYRKB67Zmlge671o49zNsjATRUYm4lFHQtJc4EHaHy6SjGn1ZKSg0_rV1qqurY9h-P8O3iEPtnQC_rvOWfqC1qbmgw/w261-h400/Collin%20McAdoo.png" width="261" /></a></div> Imagem: Collin McAdoo<br /> <p></p><div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">escreve-me</span></div><div style="color: #222222;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">diz que a manhã acorda nublada</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">quando eu não estou por perto</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><div><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">diz que pensa em mim</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: black; text-align: center;"><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">às duas e quinze da tarde</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">ou às três e quarenta e sete</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">da madrugada</span></div></div></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">diz que quando não estou</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><span style="font-family: verdana;">as horas </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">se esquecem de passar</span></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">e você se desnorteia </span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">diz que em algum momento</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">do teu dia a imagem do meu</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">rosto visitou tua lembrança</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">escreve-me</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">acende as luzes </span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">dentro de mim</span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #222222; text-align: start;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div></div></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04684743594043594883noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2067288084980641320.post-40570329714812805242022-11-05T18:54:00.004-07:002022-11-05T18:56:18.964-07:00NÃO SEI SE PODERIA<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">[...]</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">Já me perdi antes, já senti frio antes.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">A noite me envolveu</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">exatamente assim, como uma premonição - </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">E eu pensei: se me disserem</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">para voltar a este lugar, eu gostaria de voltar</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">como ser humano, e que meu cavalo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">continuasse sendo ele mesmo. Caso contrário</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">eu não saberia por onde começar de novo. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: right;">(Louise Glück)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG01pF6hRli74Igu-66g-CSufC9AsIGAHBvqoY7hlDTFi4skZJ4MmnkTaEe6cDXsuiXC86xlw6IAgV6fUhjqicxcn2gi5nnD2-45Yqr-erZCdEn2Uv561s5XEEe5NxeN3JEjSYZNE8VktCELqkeRNWTMHigIyBjoYJvHWThrQWcLWxagT_N3vxoiITw/s1024/%C2%A9%20Ronny%20Garcia%20Moron.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="819" data-original-width="1024" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFG01pF6hRli74Igu-66g-CSufC9AsIGAHBvqoY7hlDTFi4skZJ4MmnkTaEe6cDXsuiXC86xlw6IAgV6fUhjqicxcn2gi5nnD2-45Yqr-erZCdEn2Uv561s5XEEe5NxeN3JEjSYZNE8VktCELqkeRNWTMHigIyBjoYJvHWThrQWcLWxagT_N3vxoiITw/w400-h320/%C2%A9%20Ronny%20Garcia%20Moron.jpg" width="400" /></a></div> Imagem: © Ronny Garcia Moron<div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">"se me disserem para voltar"<br />gostaria de ter um tempo para o descanso</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">gostaria de não carregar a culpa da ilusão</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">gostaria de pisar descalço o chão frio</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">gostaria de ser mais humano do que fui</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">mas, no fundo, tenho medo</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">porque não sei se poderia </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">começar de novo</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">onde está o meu cavalo? </span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">______</span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: medium;">(Wendel Valadares)</span></div>Wendel Valadareshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04684743594043594883noreply@blogger.com1