tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55395843115823906342012-02-16T11:54:08.701-08:00Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.comBlogger201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-5108278200905008052009-10-12T09:11:00.000-07:002009-10-12T09:27:21.682-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNWPcT4tZI/AAAAAAAAARE/yVsTicnwPLU/s1600-h/rita.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391748002190243218" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNWPcT4tZI/AAAAAAAAARE/yVsTicnwPLU/s200/rita.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Título: O Grande Dia</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Autor: Rita Garzi - SP</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><br /><p></p><p align="right"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNXYNpyWnI/AAAAAAAAARU/nYpTL4xc7Iw/s1600-h/maria.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391749252386019954" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 146px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNXYNpyWnI/AAAAAAAAARU/nYpTL4xc7Iw/s200/maria.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><p align="right"></p><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Título: Naná e o Beija-flor<br />Autor: Maria A. S. Coquemala</span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Itararé - SP<br /></div></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-510827820090500805?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-17217466649409544022009-10-12T09:03:00.000-07:002009-10-12T09:04:09.620-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">recubro meus passos</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">com caminhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">já percorridos<br />descubro espaços</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">onde ainda</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">cabem alguns sonhos</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Harley Meireles - SP</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-1721746664940954402?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-33364343480978692982009-10-12T08:58:00.000-07:002009-10-12T09:02:50.439-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNTCEa1rvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WTvpXvrA1ZA/s1600-h/eu.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391744473903771378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 142px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNTCEa1rvI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/WTvpXvrA1ZA/s200/eu.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> <em><span style="font-size:85%;">Iustração: Harley Meireles</span></em></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><p> </p><p> </p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">O trânsito caótico</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">não flui - Crianças</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">esmolam no farol<br />Um pombo decola</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">ou pousa e some</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">diluído no concreto </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Enquanto impune</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">a sombra do edifício</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">engole a minha.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Wilson Guanais - SP</em></span><br /></div><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-3336434348097869298?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-80874252062970892662009-10-12T08:53:00.000-07:002009-10-12T08:55:57.312-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNRa08vjBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OYSxM28Q4Sc/s1600-h/ampulheta.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391742700224482322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNRa08vjBI/AAAAAAAAAQs/OYSxM28Q4Sc/s200/ampulheta.gif" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><br /></span><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><em><strong><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">Ilustração: Harley Meireles</span></strong></em></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Pega!</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Pega!</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Pega!</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Este instante</span></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><br /><p align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Ricardo Alfaya - RJ</em></span></p><br /><p><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em></p><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-8087425206297089266?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-28675170070463710162009-10-12T08:47:00.000-07:002009-10-12T08:52:01.056-07:00<p>Do corpo, como sempre</p><p>O mote, Simples</p><p>Forte</p><p>Apenas.</p><p>Das paredes, sim</p><p>A nudez.</p><p> </p><p> </p><p></p><p></p><p><em><span style="font-size:85%;">Rubens Augusto - SP</span></em></p><p><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em> </p><p> </p><p></p><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-2867517007046371016?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-74974042891909076482009-10-12T08:41:00.000-07:002009-10-12T08:52:21.768-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNPGUdhjnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xJEPFJpmqEk/s1600-h/20.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391740148882968178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/StNPGUdhjnI/AAAAAAAAAQk/xJEPFJpmqEk/s200/20.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"></div><strong><em><span style="font-size:78%;">foto: Harley Meireles</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">penso em você<br />quando estou<br />cagando<br /><br />por ser<br />o cagar<br />um momento<br />d paz<br /><br />ele<br />transfigura<br />o ápice<br />da concentração<br /><br />um instante<br />d prostração<br />diante da vida</div><br /><div align="center"><br /><br /><em>Bruno Candéas - PE</em></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-7497404289190907648?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-50957933923069129882009-10-12T08:32:00.000-07:002009-10-12T08:51:14.098-07:00<p><span style="font-family:verdana;">O cão constrói sem instrução,</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">porém, por atração,</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">castelos de areia</span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;">nas areias da construção.</span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span> </p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></p><p><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Marcelino Rodrigues de Pontes - SP </em></span><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>(em memória)</em></span></p><p><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em></p><p> </p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-5095793392306912988?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-68247263650461134342009-09-05T13:36:00.000-07:002009-09-05T13:41:23.243-07:00<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqLMpnsZ2sI/AAAAAAAAAIc/h_o-YrFtrIM/s1600-h/mundo+c.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378085920435722946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 168px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqLMpnsZ2sI/AAAAAAAAAIc/h_o-YrFtrIM/s200/mundo+c.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"> <em>Colagem: Harley Meireles</em></span></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Gravitando ao seu redor causo espanto</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Se não cumpro a órbita e desconhecidos são os caminhos que busco</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sem a sorte da tua ternura</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Apenas o teu olhar duro</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Vou desenhando com a tua luz refletida</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Uma estranha rota elíptica</span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><p> </p><div align="center"><br /></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Reinaldo Luna - RJ</em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-6824726365046113434?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-84236888519594999622009-09-05T13:28:00.001-07:002009-09-05T13:35:35.470-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Honestamente,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">nós não queremos de presente</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">um futuro melhor...</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Queremos um presente melhor.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Queremos um melhor presente!</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Altair de Oliveira</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>In: O Lento Alento</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-8423688851959499962?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-1036697997997433602009-09-05T09:54:00.000-07:002009-09-05T10:05:12.769-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqKX3QQkO4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/bjbW2Sz3Ua0/s1600-h/djanira+pio.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378027880546843522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqKX3QQkO4I/AAAAAAAAAIM/bjbW2Sz3Ua0/s200/djanira+pio.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Autor: Djanira Pio - SP</em></span><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="right"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqKZF6pnPVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SCdFA-cbNAE/s1600-h/nelson+botter.jpg"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378029231955983698" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 135px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqKZF6pnPVI/AAAAAAAAAIU/SCdFA-cbNAE/s200/nelson+botter.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Autor: Nelson Botter Junior - SP</em></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>ISBN 85-903122-1-6<br /></em></span></div><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-103669799799743360?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-56272143550858584872009-09-05T09:04:00.000-07:002009-09-05T09:06:19.256-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Mais uma vez vislumbro sua luz,<br />Uma força invísivil apossa-se de mim.<br />Levantei os olhos para o horizonte... Eu;<br />Homem descrente e perdido,<br />Encontrei nos olhos daquela mulher<br />Renovado, o caminho de meu ser... O amor!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>Cião - Jaguariuna -</em> SP</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-5627214355085858487?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-52809588544828587232009-09-05T08:56:00.000-07:002009-09-05T09:03:35.037-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">casa de tuberculosos casas de leprosos casa de loucos<br />esconderijo de bandidos esconderijo de traficantes<br />esconderijo de malfeitores<br />corpo de são sebastião corpo cortado no chão corpo-cotidiano<br />casa de bandidos esconderijo de corpo corpo de traficante<br />traficantes de corpos cotidiano de bandidos<br />brasas e rataplãs<br />o talher no monturo<br />a voz do louco guardada em lacre<br />a vida voltada para um jardim sombrio<br />roubado de outros sentidos<br />solidão é um cigarrilo rubio<br />devorado num bordel</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Tom - Frei Gaspar - MG</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-5280958854482858723?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-686222815784391332009-09-05T08:43:00.000-07:002009-09-05T08:47:54.355-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Ela me engana.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Faz de conta que me ama</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">e me deixa contente.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Despreocupada, ronrona e coça o nariz.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Eterna serpente a me fitar, inocente,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">entre curiosa e feliz.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Enroscada sobre a minha perna,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">a gata, carinhosa, mente.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>Sonia Pereira - SP</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>(do livro: Conta Gotas )</em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-68622281578439133?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-42399521820685751452009-09-05T08:40:00.000-07:002009-09-05T08:41:29.192-07:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">gero fantasias</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">estranhas</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">adormecidas</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">de<em> jazz</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;">Harley Meireles - SP</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-4239952182068575145?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-37015634409356001542009-09-05T08:29:00.000-07:002009-09-05T08:39:47.617-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqKFhOQfNeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/29BLl4H6vDw/s1600-h/gato.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378007710843221474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/SqKFhOQfNeI/AAAAAAAAAHM/29BLl4H6vDw/s200/gato.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"><em></em></span> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">O mundo anda confuso</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Tão confuso... E feito mudo</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Quieto, gato manso</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Cansando-se do abuso.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Abusa-se tanto do mundo mudo</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Que, com efeito,</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">De manso gato torna-se irado</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">E acuado ataca ao ser atacado.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em><strong>Ronaldo Vieira -SP</strong></em></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"><em>(do livro: Essência de Tudo - Meireles Editorial - 2009)</em></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">ISBN 978-85-98200-48-4</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">Tela: Harley Meireles</span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></em> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-3701563440935600154?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-49411607700433210512009-08-16T05:10:00.000-07:002009-08-16T05:23:44.150-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/Sof3nAea3EI/AAAAAAAAADU/-eQiCX8E7AM/s1600-h/Bruno+Candeiras.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370533330177154114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/Sof3nAea3EI/AAAAAAAAADU/-eQiCX8E7AM/s200/Bruno+Candeiras.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>Autor: Bruno Candéas</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>Recife - PE</em></span><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><div align="left"><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /></div><div align="right"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/Sof40rW9x1I/AAAAAAAAADc/dagpQzqBoIc/s1600-h/cosme.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5370534664538539858" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 136px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_JGkiqLQPcAk/Sof40rW9x1I/AAAAAAAAADc/dagpQzqBoIc/s200/cosme.jpg" border="0" /></a><em>Autor: Cosme Custódio<br />Salvador - BA<br /></em></div><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><br /><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-4941160770043321051?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-81264411125442467592009-08-15T14:17:00.000-07:002009-08-15T14:18:55.479-07:00mariposa pousa<br />pensante<br />na poça d´água<br /><br /><em>Harley Meireles - SP</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-8126441112544246759?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-7270856788460004892009-08-15T14:10:00.000-07:002009-08-15T14:11:25.750-07:00Tua madrugada<br />Irrompe em mim<br />Madrigais tímidos e gerânios matutinos<br />Enquanto<br />Beijas a boca da noite<br />Eu me contento<br />Em destilar sentimentos<br />Na varanda dos teus medos.<br /><br /><br /><em>Diracy Vieira - João Pessoa - PB</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-727085678846000489?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-61322839242857506332009-08-15T13:57:00.000-07:002009-08-15T14:00:48.962-07:00A fresta do muro<br />É suficiente. Cabem:<br />A lua e o sol poente.<br /><br /><br /><em>Sonia Pereira - SP</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-6132283924285750633?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5539584311582390634.post-5320617390470121562009-08-15T13:47:00.000-07:002009-08-15T14:00:11.337-07:00Domínio da escrita<br />Monossílabos em te e ti<br />Palavras que não se arranjam<br />Sumidas pelo ar<br />No ar. Assim sem mais<br />E todo voar<br />Sumiço<br />E todo o importante<br />Linhas tortas<br />Retidão<br />No fundo do olho tudo<br />O que se vê, tudo o<br />Que se têm<br />Clareia o dia<br />Esquenta as vestes<br /><br /><br /><em>Rubens Augusto - SP</em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5539584311582390634-532061739047012156?l=naucultural.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Harley Meireleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02001715493126124130noreply@blogger.com0