tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44052174256464345582024-03-06T00:35:51.295-08:00Estrelário de Madu LopesLugar onde as estrelas descansam...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-17188028305219372022011-12-02T18:14:00.000-08:002011-12-02T18:36:35.911-08:00horizontenia<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNT04NHrzZBdHwqzHs3cb3qCghDHKPixj_LdERTwTk76FQGRxV_f6fWrPXOCk9EyrZfr2uihuxF9GVTsZwZJz8YsCYW2RDpS2ZbX9v1tLkRYOuAGaBhRGAvdxV7QEoqJziPGoByPEDmvM/s1600/DSCF7010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjNT04NHrzZBdHwqzHs3cb3qCghDHKPixj_LdERTwTk76FQGRxV_f6fWrPXOCk9EyrZfr2uihuxF9GVTsZwZJz8YsCYW2RDpS2ZbX9v1tLkRYOuAGaBhRGAvdxV7QEoqJziPGoByPEDmvM/s320/DSCF7010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681721341244474210" border="0" /></a>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-65032630141899947442010-04-19T19:29:00.000-07:002010-04-19T19:35:36.612-07:00Um tempo de Ventanias no destempo de Satolep...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-13962740000386993062010-03-31T18:21:00.001-07:002010-03-31T18:23:13.275-07:00Mais um ser do destempo...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicl42eHs0xwhxnktZoAB0Tahta3w0T0m5JQmT3EGGS8-zoU7vftD5anaC0xnTZ-6u-9JJdEj1RwIFnzkAyS-2997dDKggVuvho4Y_MdNTLV3QyzJ3uQHrHOLXqA7AGNcsE7KE7W3YCQAcq/s1600/recotada+012.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicl42eHs0xwhxnktZoAB0Tahta3w0T0m5JQmT3EGGS8-zoU7vftD5anaC0xnTZ-6u-9JJdEj1RwIFnzkAyS-2997dDKggVuvho4Y_MdNTLV3QyzJ3uQHrHOLXqA7AGNcsE7KE7W3YCQAcq/s320/recotada+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454973373883030178" border="0" /></a>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-88711581495520006572010-03-31T18:18:00.001-07:002010-03-31T18:21:31.081-07:00Uma rainha do destempo<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhowVzJA1eHfSSRI82abVOjdUZ_KfAofS5h-QjJhJ6yRfTg7KLksrtsBeVJ4RVLmAqXe3HUm-eXUF_GY_kPUHLfeHOCYADf8JKvV37z_TlC8zQJJKQ_piPISx6ojTwAG9rbxx7gZVZ_zFIw/s1600/recotadauma+rainha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhowVzJA1eHfSSRI82abVOjdUZ_KfAofS5h-QjJhJ6yRfTg7KLksrtsBeVJ4RVLmAqXe3HUm-eXUF_GY_kPUHLfeHOCYADf8JKvV37z_TlC8zQJJKQ_piPISx6ojTwAG9rbxx7gZVZ_zFIw/s320/recotadauma+rainha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454972547041009922" border="0" /></a> Coletiva "Recotada"<br />Pelotas, Rs.Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-29693737330482821572010-02-10T10:51:00.001-08:002010-02-10T11:04:04.770-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3T8cxOEs5Uu7VWbJ5TkEYD1Ts1cGSvsdsWViGBDlHW7xKOYW4fBKUpnaVq3qlRm5NJtoPBkyv6gYhQOs4lwUKju4O6e1e7ilmsCE1KpUfi8Jew8w9neECuSp3Mbh5xTLcsf93UVrN5VBp/s1600-h/redondo.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3T8cxOEs5Uu7VWbJ5TkEYD1Ts1cGSvsdsWViGBDlHW7xKOYW4fBKUpnaVq3qlRm5NJtoPBkyv6gYhQOs4lwUKju4O6e1e7ilmsCE1KpUfi8Jew8w9neECuSp3Mbh5xTLcsf93UVrN5VBp/s320/redondo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436692490825011618" border="0" /></a> Relicário de Amélia...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com15tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-20019822208771162972010-02-10T10:40:00.001-08:002010-02-10T11:05:41.122-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGLeiUC5w2xluXh7pEsobmzdeGj0AcAjNrq_m9XOdipTAX8d0gup5N8eN25TpXrzGT2ujGqPdE9bcqKwUHk_ioAptrYo5mlvAK2DPcarkunFtv3UI-bcx7Fl6RK77XWQ3056d6gk8ZOec/s1600-h/esvuasante.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJGLeiUC5w2xluXh7pEsobmzdeGj0AcAjNrq_m9XOdipTAX8d0gup5N8eN25TpXrzGT2ujGqPdE9bcqKwUHk_ioAptrYo5mlvAK2DPcarkunFtv3UI-bcx7Fl6RK77XWQ3056d6gk8ZOec/s320/esvuasante.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436686884107819490" border="0" /></a>Cupcake da rainha fada...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-16573204774596641292009-12-07T18:51:00.001-08:002011-12-02T18:13:58.993-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1SaD66eoS8qQMkmps-SQL9EBX7OWVW9mSYjKDVUcPq_LoPb0jjGmb-kV0jVK213xbJ5Gjb4QRuD4YwmLFk2QFEezz7DOgu7EhHnlTGc2k4oU0QDfO3Nj0KjmrUYV3zchESFbb0H0hiU8O/s1600-h/madulopessss.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1SaD66eoS8qQMkmps-SQL9EBX7OWVW9mSYjKDVUcPq_LoPb0jjGmb-kV0jVK213xbJ5Gjb4QRuD4YwmLFk2QFEezz7DOgu7EhHnlTGc2k4oU0QDfO3Nj0KjmrUYV3zchESFbb0H0hiU8O/s320/madulopessss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412694217623181458" border="0" /></a><br /><h4 style="" title="Clique para editar" id="title_div4166543115"> Um, eu e mim. </h4> <script type="text/javascript">insitu_init_page_photos_user_title_div('4166543115', 500);</script> <div title="Clique para editar" id="description_div4166543115" style="width: 500px; display: block; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 211);">por dentro.<br />sonhando acordado.<br /></div>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-47870139412452605782009-11-10T06:33:00.000-08:002009-11-10T06:35:06.839-08:00<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cI_nkXUpvJk&hl=pt-br&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cI_nkXUpvJk&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-65541978973912057822009-11-05T05:26:00.001-08:002009-11-05T05:46:42.557-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPpdpGETW0FLJoyn-YeIYXyMtjMMqkK0gzZKRWwHSa8OltkJycks4UEFALwPtY3yVJJQcSwyBOPeAeqMw9Na7Yw-bcrz6jXt1QlvL6fAa-ovc5TpcbaRnINME-08K-11cpE7c5Khytzbs_/s1600-h/jardim+agora+sim.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPpdpGETW0FLJoyn-YeIYXyMtjMMqkK0gzZKRWwHSa8OltkJycks4UEFALwPtY3yVJJQcSwyBOPeAeqMw9Na7Yw-bcrz6jXt1QlvL6fAa-ovc5TpcbaRnINME-08K-11cpE7c5Khytzbs_/s320/jardim+agora+sim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400615484349461282" border="0" /></a><br /><br />"No mistério do Sem-Fim,<br /> equilibra-se um planeta.<br /> E, no planeta, um jardim,<br /> e, no jardim, um canteiro:<br /> no canteiro, urna violeta,<br /> e, sobre ela, o dia inteiro,<br /> entre o planeta e o Sem-Fim,<br /> a asa de urna borboleta."<br /><br />Cecília MeirelesMadu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-21881998749124562632009-11-05T04:57:00.001-08:002009-11-05T05:08:38.470-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGWgMtfujHCy64UXO7Of0Ekk1vRlvRfFXyxCRzlsx73VNDZ31YHria9B0O5QQefEEhT33GtiI20Tk-CHzJpbuzevhOOxbVRfYsHf9w6Dtu39gEimM6B0kUXbM_HcckpmQfaDC2ZI6FrLA/s1600-h/s%C3%A3o.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOGWgMtfujHCy64UXO7Of0Ekk1vRlvRfFXyxCRzlsx73VNDZ31YHria9B0O5QQefEEhT33GtiI20Tk-CHzJpbuzevhOOxbVRfYsHf9w6Dtu39gEimM6B0kUXbM_HcckpmQfaDC2ZI6FrLA/s320/s%C3%A3o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400605573545739858" border="0" /></a> Um São Chico em madeira de demolição.Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-4594527881066787712009-11-05T04:56:00.000-08:002009-11-05T04:56:29.267-08:00Estrelário de Madu Lopes<a href="http://estrelariomadulopes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ronronos-brumados.html">Estrelário de Madu Lopes</a>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-12607088961706405382009-11-05T04:50:00.000-08:002009-11-05T05:55:24.965-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkedls5bJv4KaSKHXfzmlzmI20FL1BtfZLBmYk29PzGOiG5c1x9wVaurLvTsy6uxv81SqNvmn1_9PAC2d3SldmOHfwCnTLDIj82dlYcYQYaOvuzgZymu45yGCxjPAmVBuKJwj-aczzWM3/s1600-h/txtura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHkedls5bJv4KaSKHXfzmlzmI20FL1BtfZLBmYk29PzGOiG5c1x9wVaurLvTsy6uxv81SqNvmn1_9PAC2d3SldmOHfwCnTLDIj82dlYcYQYaOvuzgZymu45yGCxjPAmVBuKJwj-aczzWM3/s320/txtura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400601777075432738" border="0" /></a> Ronronos brumados...<br /><br />Num tempo de Brumas<br />saem para passear...<br />cantam borboletas e falam baixinho...<br />São seis por aqui, as vezes sete comigo!<br />No castelo dos gatos na Benjamin, gente é brinquedo,<br />poltrona macia com cafuné acoplado.<br />Por vezes canto miados, me comunico ronronando baixinho...<br />E eles escutam sorrindo!<br />Eu, gato grande e desajeitado em uma festa de equilibrio sobre um muro enluarado...<br />E eles me conduzem cantando...<br />Neste castelo onde os pelos voam, tem sempre ração a mesa em vários pratinhos...<br />Por aqui me sinto tranqüilo,<br />e nunca solitário...<br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Num tempo de brumas...<br /><br />Um Madu daqui...<br /></div>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-50718341814397362112009-07-27T17:42:00.001-07:002009-07-27T17:47:46.776-07:00Terra Brumada<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjszT5zEmHS1ovvZY9Od9kYERn1bTP0Yx4lxtSsbzSE_rbjCM2nn7USqBYYY8mNeqiRcsVFWa2_f6jh8QhQ5ZVX5Vc5VvFPcdNDl-1SAbaRmdjQeoZLtaGuB87g8PHREM0FpGA5Ad1erZlZ/s1600-h/Terra+brumada+2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_8bvFmB3KrFS1m6ycFQ7cKzsrBBt8lwfKy9mOWuq5JfjJOVcLdmMqI7CQbx9B_iyB6lLArmpqyeWsLHzebjadurxf8nDyJSO7iALJzd1UyRIXI1xg3KAxme_O3EPWJFIZeLBodjei0x1h/s320/A+Chave.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355750402690829138" border="0" /></a> A chave...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-33558519604813009232009-07-07T09:02:00.001-07:002009-07-07T09:04:00.328-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEuHXJzKavzS49YjAvNIGytnI3jnuqe2h-LRL2H3MxFRfKn1OZ3X6eKYCKEyODIcNUn1x7bRXn__7mRxN1-XHsr5W3TJMkmYk3Wi4FD6ywikATtX-3Y6kw42J_-NoMAziBjW8XV3hSxrh/s1600-h/madame222.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 230px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihEuHXJzKavzS49YjAvNIGytnI3jnuqe2h-LRL2H3MxFRfKn1OZ3X6eKYCKEyODIcNUn1x7bRXn__7mRxN1-XHsr5W3TJMkmYk3Wi4FD6ywikATtX-3Y6kw42J_-NoMAziBjW8XV3hSxrh/s320/madame222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355749460977555410" border="0" /></a> “Madame Marronnier”Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-708196129804459932009-06-22T09:26:00.001-07:002009-06-22T09:32:20.907-07:00Para Rachel......<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIeOFHDFY1PvSWDIOo9itR6xH1ZqERhxoBwq3hvhmH4H4Eix7mSKPZ8JMnX-e7nEdbduqAVlaxlgCtmFlJR4NH2m4Q1IiDyA8fey033azgcs5yhpjC7oE7RrpsnlAXu8XLTHm1woV2-vC/s1600-h/madu1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDIeOFHDFY1PvSWDIOo9itR6xH1ZqERhxoBwq3hvhmH4H4Eix7mSKPZ8JMnX-e7nEdbduqAVlaxlgCtmFlJR4NH2m4Q1IiDyA8fey033azgcs5yhpjC7oE7RrpsnlAXu8XLTHm1woV2-vC/s320/madu1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350190286388985026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmTCl9Z8JtzejMRzRHemsj99BERAoNLAMv9emtaEzZ6kaIUzsyuHoCc6oojxeZWTVd9SMF4SHt86PCjZFKsSFmMHoqCm5W-LnEa_cnTJukl078LEt8kFbCc-3VGalCca80VA2RP7mTjwde/s1600-h/mar%C3%A7o+246.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmTCl9Z8JtzejMRzRHemsj99BERAoNLAMv9emtaEzZ6kaIUzsyuHoCc6oojxeZWTVd9SMF4SHt86PCjZFKsSFmMHoqCm5W-LnEa_cnTJukl078LEt8kFbCc-3VGalCca80VA2RP7mTjwde/s320/mar%C3%A7o+246.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350189704181102386" border="0" /></a><br />Um olhar de pano...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-56296831808439515382009-06-20T08:01:00.000-07:002009-06-20T08:19:53.521-07:00A morada de Morada...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4ICZML7RiLcZJn9c73XoQOIcWFHehNrjD-lX1_jMDYUrxokGIik1PSF6b4Gxs29jGrGFFJCRhCYWypCjmm2nqyLoLnLQe8P1rCWmiy0QrAOxXQTrBgeVfY7vZEzg1MB5dWN9csQwPdE3/s1600-h/porta2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh4ICZML7RiLcZJn9c73XoQOIcWFHehNrjD-lX1_jMDYUrxokGIik1PSF6b4Gxs29jGrGFFJCRhCYWypCjmm2nqyLoLnLQe8P1rCWmiy0QrAOxXQTrBgeVfY7vZEzg1MB5dWN9csQwPdE3/s320/porta2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349426289653251602" border="0" /></a><br />Portas abertas,<br /><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">respiro</span> de dentro...<br />Corredores infinitos de um pequeno lar colorido.<br />Labirintos decorados...<br />Nesta casa de vento e sonhos,<br />sopram cantos nos cantos.<br />Sua moradora é sua morada.<br />Quando vai sair, leva seu labirinto na bolsa...<br />quando chega sopra a chave e entra.Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-11224050166563097072009-06-18T14:57:00.000-07:002009-06-18T15:01:58.644-07:00Um labirinto...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR5TqKXTssasUYTVsf5n2nAvZ0STCuBj5aNFDZf2Wti0MPUbfdK1DynZ1_DRmvjsMG_icZS77VbIi52iWItH8HmRwICFmaMze4qC7w6fsYGAjfUt0vyCOQ6ZgSXsfIZ6CiMk_0arRJCPmY/s1600-h/madu_atelier.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhR5TqKXTssasUYTVsf5n2nAvZ0STCuBj5aNFDZf2Wti0MPUbfdK1DynZ1_DRmvjsMG_icZS77VbIi52iWItH8HmRwICFmaMze4qC7w6fsYGAjfUt0vyCOQ6ZgSXsfIZ6CiMk_0arRJCPmY/s320/madu_atelier.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348791024869548258" border="0" /></a>Cores de meu castelo...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-31132991341626540512009-06-09T18:36:00.000-07:002009-06-22T09:25:35.562-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNi6qwXhHm5pJsRzRtO7q54hv08vtmOJjjc6b26PVuw8r32amucJ6d5nQKOVSseX2tuhUS38W-ycHC5AX_HkWUASefFQYL4_aCcNMxZO8gL434d3U-rCNcn9U3UCGNpNkevUwbBefTzgXn/s1600-h/fadassss.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNi6qwXhHm5pJsRzRtO7q54hv08vtmOJjjc6b26PVuw8r32amucJ6d5nQKOVSseX2tuhUS38W-ycHC5AX_HkWUASefFQYL4_aCcNMxZO8gL434d3U-rCNcn9U3UCGNpNkevUwbBefTzgXn/s320/fadassss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350188536420427186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div align="left"><div align="left"> <p><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >EROS E PSIQUE</span><span style="font-size:180%;"><br /> </span></strong></p> <p class="fontepensamentos"><span class="fontepensamentos">Conta a lenda que dormia<br /> Uma Princesa encantada<br /> A quem só despertaria<br /> Um Infante, que viria<br /> De além do muro da estrada. </span></p> <p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">Ele tinha que, tentado,<br /> Vencer o mal e o bem,<br /> Antes que, já libertado,<br /> Deixasse o caminho errado<br /> Por o que à Princesa vem. </span></p> <p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">A Princesa Adormecida,<br /> Se espera, dormindo espera,<br /> Sonha em morte a sua vida,<br /> E orna-lhe a fronte esquecida,<br /> Verde, uma grinalda de hera. </span></p> <p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">Longe o Infante, esforçado,<br /> Sem saber que intuito tem,<br /> Rompe o caminho fadado,<br /> Ele dela é ignorado,<br /> Ela para ele é ninguém. </span></p> <p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">Mas cada um cumpre o Destino<br /> Ela dormindo encantada,<br /> Ele buscando-a sem tino<br /> Pelo processo divino<br /> Que faz existir a estrada. </span></p> <p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">E, se bem que seja obscuro<br /> Tudo pela estrada fora,<br /> E falso, ele vem seguro,<br /> E vencendo estrada e muro,<br /> Chega onde em sono ela mora, </span></p> <p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">E, inda tonto do que houvera,<br /> À cabeça, em maresia,<br /> Ergue a mão, e encontra hera,<br /> E vê que ele mesmo era<br /> A Princesa que dormia.<br /></span></p><p class="colunas"><span class="fontepensamentos">Fernado Pessoa<br /></span></p> </div></div>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-65993628722020631452009-06-09T18:29:00.000-07:002009-06-09T18:32:50.886-07:00Salamanca dos pampas...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZDI988JZCYjk9hSkZ4YZwaOC2q6NO4-6qSkEBTgUCAAlMhmqwTw43YIuzjKiofeFgKgF5DlTaNl4BTSt4KPoZhiIsFmo95SfAwWgM95nsKP8D0cQJEvkl35waq1toQhPvlJDtsW4ctBVf/s1600-h/pricesa+do+sul.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZDI988JZCYjk9hSkZ4YZwaOC2q6NO4-6qSkEBTgUCAAlMhmqwTw43YIuzjKiofeFgKgF5DlTaNl4BTSt4KPoZhiIsFmo95SfAwWgM95nsKP8D0cQJEvkl35waq1toQhPvlJDtsW4ctBVf/s320/pricesa+do+sul.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5345505343505829410" border="0" /></a>— Eu sou a princesa moura encantada, trazida de outras terras por sobre um mar que os meus nunca sulcaram... Vim, e Anhangá-pitã transformou-me em teiniaguá de cabeça luminosa, que outros chamam o - carbúnculo - e temem e desejam, porque eu sou a rosa dos tesouros escondidos dentro da casca do mundo...<br /><br />Muitos têm me procurado com o peito somente cheio de torpeza, e eu lhes hei escapado das mãos ambicioneiras e dos olhos cobiçosos, relampejando desdenhosa o lume vermelho da minha cabeça transparente...<br /><br />-Lendas do Sul <br />João Simões lopes netoMadu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-75522747190725103562009-06-01T22:29:00.000-07:002009-06-01T22:33:07.349-07:00O passeio do pássaro<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsQIWkTbP87DjjkjHXUZp-ZmYxo5odSCwmo0qotAM8GUoSxjKxaxscXi5XerPyCbYq75J3eA6umHM1dcvsM9PAlIUMGjVn-EMabck4rHifmYrobTnUMne_PvR6F2Rb779cbXqY8Za5VlTa/s1600-h/gaiola.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsQIWkTbP87DjjkjHXUZp-ZmYxo5odSCwmo0qotAM8GUoSxjKxaxscXi5XerPyCbYq75J3eA6umHM1dcvsM9PAlIUMGjVn-EMabck4rHifmYrobTnUMne_PvR6F2Rb779cbXqY8Za5VlTa/s320/gaiola.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342598564893859778" /></a>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-18174767629189506342009-05-31T09:38:00.000-07:002009-06-01T16:04:01.627-07:00Poesia da terra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhozO0aBz52pQdaWELk-QCdmRH44K5zbwzFRHEfHSwTxGiMO_atF3HxbLA48l9XCHhpbHwC4HLMyTFRp3biDiecOI7i2gwfRCUKSk9M3b4bNOt8ncGD8ifo9ZYrbIjknNE-HQBgdE5ElJ74/s1600-h/Recanto.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 227px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhozO0aBz52pQdaWELk-QCdmRH44K5zbwzFRHEfHSwTxGiMO_atF3HxbLA48l9XCHhpbHwC4HLMyTFRp3biDiecOI7i2gwfRCUKSk9M3b4bNOt8ncGD8ifo9ZYrbIjknNE-HQBgdE5ElJ74/s320/Recanto.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342498676229858418" border="0" /></a>
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<br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Cores, flores, estrelas e mulheres</span>
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<br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Mulheres integradas
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<br />em noites estreladas de luas encantadas.
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<br /></span><div><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"><meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"><meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 9"><meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 9"><link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Lukah/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_filelist.xml"><!--[if gte mso 9]><xml> <w:worddocument> <w:view>Normal</w:View> <w:zoom>0</w:Zoom> <w:hyphenationzone>21</w:HyphenationZone> <w:donotoptimizeforbrowser/> </w:WordDocument> </xml><![endif]--><style> <!-- /* Style Definitions */ p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal {mso-style-parent:""; margin:0cm; margin-bottom:.0001pt; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; font-size:12.0pt; font-family:"Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-font-family:"Times New Roman";} h3 {margin-right:0cm; mso-margin-top-alt:auto; mso-margin-bottom-alt:auto; margin-left:0cm; mso-pagination:widow-orphan; mso-outline-level:3; font-size:13.5pt; font-family:"Times New Roman";} a:link, span.MsoHyperlink {color:blue; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;} a:visited, span.MsoHyperlinkFollowed {color:purple; text-decoration:underline; text-underline:single;} @page Section1 {size:612.0pt 792.0pt; margin:70.85pt 3.0cm 70.85pt 3.0cm; mso-header-margin:36.0pt; mso-footer-margin:36.0pt; mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 {page:Section1;} --</style><span style="font-size:85%;">Livres Dianas urbanas,
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<br />felizes Afrodites da terra.
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<br />Celebrando ciclos e festejando a madrugada.
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<br />Mulheres iluminadas pelo sagrado feminino.
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<br />Estrelando a terra,
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<br />florescendo os campos.
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<br />Desabrochando em suas totalidades.
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<br />Mulheres rumo a si mesmas,
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<br />sopradas pelo vento do sul.
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<br />De posse de seus símbolos,
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<br />na companhia de seus gatos, espirais e sonhos.
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<br />A buscar seu espaço no mundo.
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<br />Madu lopes
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<br /></p></div>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-68678193500141599672009-05-30T08:50:00.000-07:002009-05-30T23:47:19.229-07:00Ventos que vem do sul...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBRdmKztaUArxoNBGEqfgvKlRyu9yRgqWMeZoLCgKwfnjOEaRuhT3h42kUeNcyZURSN83eIDnXzjoNbEyDUH04bcvMw-H6kG6Q_CqZHT5Amd5KPE-fUJvCPxojPxpyRN2vKzxL1-vRgh_f/s1600-h/ch%C3%A1+com+mamushkas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBRdmKztaUArxoNBGEqfgvKlRyu9yRgqWMeZoLCgKwfnjOEaRuhT3h42kUeNcyZURSN83eIDnXzjoNbEyDUH04bcvMw-H6kG6Q_CqZHT5Amd5KPE-fUJvCPxojPxpyRN2vKzxL1-vRgh_f/s320/ch%C3%A1+com+mamushkas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341725651368145010" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Tempo de café passado e calor no peito,<br />casas cheias e folhas voando por ai...<br />Cores mais frias e um pouco de manjerona no caldo quente...<br />É um tempo de espera na Satolep úmida e criativa.<br />Por aqui nas noites escuras tem quem procure a rua como companhia...<br />Eu prefiro meus gatos brincado pela casa... e a terna salamandra velha cantando<br />baixo um som quente tranqüilizando meu pequeno castelo.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div></div>Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4405217425646434558.post-91659596507989867172009-05-29T23:56:00.000-07:002009-05-30T00:01:44.288-07:00Vale de chico...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2jH6fkyQRAtWCL4p9hXfv0z-uFr9fWRt5LzpEKhooH2DqpM237YA3_JMXj3m3e9tOaaJPSCr60yrSPgLOemaB0h8VFKsHIzHmQYaTzqKzBRNyaB07C_ZjvBm-MCHqAomro5Ngpqo42ANK/s1600-h/mundinho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2jH6fkyQRAtWCL4p9hXfv0z-uFr9fWRt5LzpEKhooH2DqpM237YA3_JMXj3m3e9tOaaJPSCr60yrSPgLOemaB0h8VFKsHIzHmQYaTzqKzBRNyaB07C_ZjvBm-MCHqAomro5Ngpqo42ANK/s320/mundinho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341507595720923474" border="0" /></a>Em um mundinho de verdes aromas<br />ele planta cores...Madu Lopeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16952167184036137564noreply@blogger.com0