tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500Wed, 09 Dec 2009 04:56:25 +0000http://florellas.blogspot.com/claudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)Blogger200125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-2466598651838517248Thu, 03 Dec 2009 21:38:00 +00002009-12-03T20:46:20.119-03:00Pesquisa Google<strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411127631398863378" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sxgv6U_UghI/AAAAAAAAA1o/EW4MRl-4S94/s400/curio_na_natureza10.jpg" /></strong><strong>Os Curiós</strong><br />.<br />Nas folhas vermelhas e nos galhos<br />Os Curiós cantam de bico cheio<br />Si bemol de penugens negras<br />Encantadores nas árvores<br />E toda essa raça a que veio?<br />Viver em posseiros...<br />E todo esse canto sem praças<br />Salvem! Os matizes dos pássaros<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />03/12/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-2466598651838517248?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/12/pesquisa-google-os-curios.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-9074379744140744135Tue, 01 Dec 2009 23:29:00 +00002009-12-01T20:39:18.645-03:00Imagem Google<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SxWnNoEjbOI/AAAAAAAAA1g/eRDEAAxK5iI/s1600/cais.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 253px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410414379892174050" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SxWnNoEjbOI/AAAAAAAAA1g/eRDEAAxK5iI/s400/cais.jpg" /></a><strong>Os sais das poetas</strong><br /><br />As poetas nascem com o sol<br />E os passarinhos despertam<br />Os cais das cidades<br />O sono tranquilo dos idosos<br />O berço esplêndido dos Brasis<br /><br />As poetas e o sol da meia noite<br />Lado a lado nas constelações<br />E o cruzeiro do sul que eu lia<br />É a hipérbole dos sonhos<br />E os binóculos erguem os sais<br /><br />Claudia Almeida <div>01/12/2009 </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-9074379744140744135?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/12/imagem-google-os-sais-das-poetas-as.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-7708912354083186361Thu, 26 Nov 2009 13:16:00 +00002009-11-26T10:20:45.095-03:00Imagem Google<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sw5_uy4qMqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/bEfFW8COkQY/s1600/alce.jpg"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 325px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408400644428673698" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sw5_uy4qMqI/AAAAAAAAA1A/bEfFW8COkQY/s400/alce.jpg" /></strong></a><strong>Sonho de Paz</strong><br />.<br />Alce tem as asas verdes<br />E os Curumins sonham<br />Com as botinhas pretas<br />Nas janelas as crianças<br />Olham as estrelas<br />Mas Alce é quem passa<br />De nariz vermelho<br />Pisca – Pisca ao léu<br />Em todas as árvores<br />Nos pinhos das casas<br />Nas bolas de pratas<br />É Jerusalém<br />Ofertando Paz<br /> .<br />Claudia Almeida<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-7708912354083186361?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagem-google-sonho-de-paz.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-9056709372876884893Mon, 23 Nov 2009 16:49:00 +00002009-11-23T13:54:26.215-03:00Imagem Google<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Swq9Z8h-QVI/AAAAAAAAA04/EmceKG5vqOY/s1600/os+elefantes.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407342556054700370" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Swq9Z8h-QVI/AAAAAAAAA04/EmceKG5vqOY/s400/os+elefantes.bmp" /></a><strong><br /></strong><div><strong>Nas cidades<br /></strong>.<br />Passeio pelas cidades<br />Tem homem de pantufa<br />No chão dos insetos<br />.<br />Os futuristas inquietam<br />As florestas com marfim<br />O elefante e o imaginário<br />.<br />Nos bancos as flores rosas<br />Os entregadores de cartas<br />E as folhas verdes passam<br /><br />Claudia Almeida<br />23/11/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-9056709372876884893?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagem-google-nas-cidades.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-3847713060721815183Sat, 21 Nov 2009 19:31:00 +00002009-11-21T16:40:59.732-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida - Título: Bonito<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SwhA8nv8F6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/m5lM_tKsxUA/s1600/Bonito.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5406642762864662434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SwhA8nv8F6I/AAAAAAAAA0w/m5lM_tKsxUA/s400/Bonito.jpg" /></a><strong>O Peixe</strong><br /><br />Sagrado são os mares e os rios<br />O sol escorre nas águas douradas<br />O Peixe Bonito já está distante<br />Dos cardumes, dos navegantes.<br /><br />Claudia Almeida<br />21/11/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-3847713060721815183?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/photoclaudia-almeida-titulo-bonito-o.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-8132126564074838102Tue, 17 Nov 2009 03:41:00 +00002009-11-22T02:28:00.328-03:00Pesquiza Google - Photo: Xexeu<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SwIbiVegP_I/AAAAAAAAA0o/HPj8Yn6VAlc/s1600/asa-de-telha1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404912779492605938" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SwIbiVegP_I/AAAAAAAAA0o/HPj8Yn6VAlc/s400/asa-de-telha1.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong>Asa-de-telha</strong></div><div>.<br />A temperatura aquece na Amazônia<br />As árvores caem no Equa_dor<br />Ó Brejo da Cruz!<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />17/11/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-8132126564074838102?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/pesquiza-google-photo-xexeu-asa-de.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-8161215569964606852Sun, 15 Nov 2009 00:55:00 +00002009-11-14T22:03:07.039-03:00Imagem:CondorOwater<br /><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404127859088051554" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sv9Rp9G8TWI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/ZZuPJS1yrek/s400/condorOwater.jpg" /></strong><strong>Condor</strong> <div>.</div><div>Que o amor plane</div><div>Dos Alpes aos Andes</div><div>Águias e santuários em pane</div><div>De lado na árvore seus cantos</div><div>Histórias de Davos</div><div>Ângulos na mente</div><div>No bruxo de Machu Picchu</div><div>Superar o futuro das fotos</div><div>Esperta manobra selvagem</div><div>Armadilhas de roteiros</div><div>No destino da aurora</div><div>Completar os olhos </div><div>Luz, sombra, cor</div><div>É possível a viagem no ar?</div><div>Por mais que queiram </div><div>Pequenos pássaros</div><div>Cativeiros</div><div>Crescem e viram Condor.</div><div>.</div><div>Claudia Almeida</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-8161215569964606852?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagemcondorowater-condor.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-8278215797310328377Sat, 14 Nov 2009 01:58:00 +00002009-11-14T12:53:54.358-03:00Imagem Google<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sv4PDYPo49I/AAAAAAAAA0I/X2BhVEWZ3dE/s1600-h/Cen.jpg"><strong><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403773153613243346" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sv4PDYPo49I/AAAAAAAAA0I/X2BhVEWZ3dE/s400/Cen.jpg" /></strong></a><strong>O Poeta e o Nilo<br /></strong>.<br />Sem amor coexiste o verbo?<br />Antes da primeira licença<br />O Poeta senta diante do sol<br />Traz na memória o coração<br />O som não está petrificado<br />Nas antigas cidades<br />No tambor, a semente do tempo<br />Para os refugiados dos desertos<br />Os ventos estão entre as rochas<br />Mas as lágrimas correm<br />Do lago Vitória.<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />13/11/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-8278215797310328377?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagem-google-o-poeta-e-o-nilo.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-4594970955809089864Fri, 13 Nov 2009 18:40:00 +00002009-11-13T15:44:56.551-03:00Imagem Google<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sv2oOMYvr_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/skGBOGmS88I/s1600-h/59207.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 273px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403660089711112178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Sv2oOMYvr_I/AAAAAAAAA0A/skGBOGmS88I/s400/59207.jpg" /></a><strong><br /></strong><div><strong>Pardais</strong></div><div>.<br />Que voam até o último galho<br />E os brotos das árvores<br />Estão a nascer<br />Vert, Vert, Vert<br />Todo firmamento aos que vêem<br />Iguais aos primeiros pios<br />E se banham aos pés das árvores<br />Tiu-tiu!Tiu-tiu!Tiu-tiu!<br /><br />Claudia Almeida<br />13/11/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-4594970955809089864?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/imagem-google-pardais.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-3402496132986520833Tue, 10 Nov 2009 20:35:00 +00002009-11-15T18:13:48.771-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida - Título: O céu da poeta<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SwButM2tcwI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Ua2sgxV6E68/s1600-h/Arma%C3%A7%C3%A3o+de+B%C3%BAzios.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 309px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404441275668460290" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SwButM2tcwI/AAAAAAAAA0g/Ua2sgxV6E68/s400/Arma%C3%A7%C3%A3o+de+B%C3%BAzios.jpg" /></a><strong>No encanto</strong><br /><br />Nada me veste a alma<br />Entre o verde e o mar<br />Um céu de passarinhos<br />Perpassam as folhas<br />Das palmeiras<br />E o calor sustenta os infinitos<br />E as brisas são das brasileiras<br />No encanto, o Canto da Praia.<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br /><div>10/11/2009 </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-3402496132986520833?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/photoclaudia-almeida-titulo-azul-da.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-8098573758395566661Fri, 06 Nov 2009 12:43:00 +00002009-11-06T09:54:17.602-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida - Título: Restinga<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SvQaasJZmVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/qIlzwC6hyl0/s1600-h/Acreditem.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 222px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400970898953574738" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SvQaasJZmVI/AAAAAAAAAzw/qIlzwC6hyl0/s400/Acreditem.jpg" /></a><strong>Tucuns</strong><br /><br />Planam e batem as asas<br />Planam e batem as asas<br />E seus cantos vêm da Apa<br />Ave de Rapina<br />Gato do Mato<br />As Corujas:<br />Não foram feitas de pedras.<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />06/11/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-8098573758395566661?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/11/photoclaudia-almeida-titulo-restinga.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-9076563895912806114Wed, 28 Oct 2009 15:04:00 +00002009-10-28T12:13:08.849-03:00Imagem Google<br /><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397667391215851314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Suhd5O0hVzI/AAAAAAAAAzo/yjnYOOcOr_c/s400/paassaros+alto+xingu.bmp" /><strong>Os sonhos e as plumas<br /></strong>.<br />Passarinhos estão em todas as cidades<br />Cambaxirras<br />Passarinhos pintam as plantas verdes<br />Alto Xingu<br />Passarinhos comunicam-se em galhos paralelos<br />Cantam<br />Passarinhos estampam as folhas vermelhas<br />Sonham<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />28/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-9076563895912806114?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/imagem-google-os-sonhos-e-as-plumas.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-2642648511475149504Sat, 24 Oct 2009 03:52:00 +00002009-10-24T01:03:49.225-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida - Título : Luz do dia<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SuJ6ZEHyXAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/FqND94K0MIo/s1600-h/Brinco+de+princesa.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 301px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396009874564996098" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SuJ6ZEHyXAI/AAAAAAAAAzg/FqND94K0MIo/s400/Brinco+de+princesa.jpg" /></a><strong>Xaxim<br /></strong>.<br />Era à flor do campo o sonho<br />Flutuava no inconsciente<br />Como Brinco-de-princesa<br />Ao pêndulo pelo húmus<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />23/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-2642648511475149504?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoclaudia-almeida-titulo-luz-do-dia.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-5384232289568071656Thu, 22 Oct 2009 17:52:00 +00002009-10-23T15:26:10.766-03:00<span style="color:#99ff99;">.............</span>Pesquisa Google<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SuCcJB7vAeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Q7AWccb4_CI/s1600-h/Moda+Praia.bmp"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 292px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 280px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395484032541589986" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SuCcJB7vAeI/AAAAAAAAAzY/Q7AWccb4_CI/s400/Moda+Praia.bmp" /></a><strong>Moda praia<br /></strong>.<br />A moda atingir o espaço sideral<br />Nos colares grafados em pratas<br />Na inconstante arte das mulheres<br />Que acolhe as contas dos planetas<br />Das rendeiras, as folhas, as árvores<br />Rupestres nas regatas da manhã<br />Para o desfile na Rua das Pedras<br />Volere, Volere, Volere<br />Na rosa vermelha do <strong>A</strong>viador<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />22/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-5384232289568071656?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/pesquisa-google-moda-praia.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-192841060128819399Tue, 20 Oct 2009 00:18:00 +00002009-11-22T02:38:15.331-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida -Título : Esconde a moeda<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/St0CdJRgZYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/2g15UMA_-xw/s1600-h/Bota+ovos.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 328px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394470628388529538" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/St0CdJRgZYI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/2g15UMA_-xw/s400/Bota+ovos.jpg" /></a><strong><br /></strong><div><strong>O Virgulino</strong><br />.<br />Quem ganha dinheiro<br />Criando minhoca<br />Coloca ovo dourado<br />Na mesa da fome<br />.<br />E zero é o Virgulino<br />Cem galhos pra<br />Coruja-de-igreja<br />Expirar o povo<br />.<br />Testem as galinhas que<br />Botam ovos de plásticos<br />Um, dois, três, quatro<br />.<br />Por isso a estória<br />Sem gente, sem lugares<br />Esconde a esmola<br />Debaixo do prato<br />E quando levanta<br />É tábua rasa<br />Procissão e pranto<br />E a natureza esconde<br />Sol, Lua, inté estrelas<br />Só as velas alumiam<br />Mais um dia no Cerrado.<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />19/10/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-192841060128819399?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoclaudia-almeida-titulo-esconde.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-1142780918453048493Mon, 19 Oct 2009 21:00:00 +00002009-10-19T18:13:47.868-03:00Pesquisa Google - Sapo Garimpeiro<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StzTnx4Cq1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Fd9whTFnTHA/s1600-h/SapoGarimpeiro.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 259px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394419134039763794" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StzTnx4Cq1I/AAAAAAAAAzI/Fd9whTFnTHA/s400/SapoGarimpeiro.jpg" /></a><strong><br /></strong><div><strong>Amazônia</strong></div><div>.</div><div>Quando o bicho não é da seda</div><div>uma rede é tecida na floresta</div><div>o vento passa junto com o orvalho</div><div>o círculo não se fecha...</div><div>o veneno é solução de laboratório</div><div>engarrafado que nem saci</div><div>todo dente de cobra tem um rótulo</div><div>o sapo que mata engole os mistérios</div><div>o chefe é o homem da mata</div><div>e a natureza retira e deixa o extrato</div><div>decomposição vira colher destilada</div><div>e as sílfides na leveza do ar</div><div>espiam pelo funil o labor do planalto.</div><div>.</div><div>Claudia Almeida </div><div>19/10/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-1142780918453048493?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/pesquisa-google-sapo-garimpeiro.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-6007928054942804976Sat, 17 Oct 2009 03:28:00 +00002009-10-22T12:42:27.987-03:00Pesquisa Google<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Stk6sn9XVKI/AAAAAAAAAzA/A8gFlPz23mo/s1600-h/tamandua-mirim.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 396px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 260px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393406567067899042" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Stk6sn9XVKI/AAAAAAAAAzA/A8gFlPz23mo/s400/tamandua-mirim.jpg" /></a><strong>O tamanduá<br /></strong><br /><br />E o tamanduá saúda a vida e o rio<br />Pés alagados destroem o nicho<br />Chapada dos Veadeiros<br />Tromba d’água ou formiga?<br />Terra vermelha e a sombra<br />Das árvores a beira que singram<br />A onça, O tamanduá, A formiga<br />Contemplaria ainda mais a vida<br />Se os Príncipes não devastassem<br />A fauna do planeta<br />Terra Oca! Terra Oca!<br /><br />Claudia Almeida<br />17/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-6007928054942804976?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/pesquisa-google-o-tamandua-e-o-tamandua.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-5971630788056959055Fri, 16 Oct 2009 05:20:00 +00002009-11-17T01:20:54.569-03:00<span style="color:#99ff99;">................</span>Imagem Google<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StgCy3NbKfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/BRJVygzXL_c/s1600-h/Balllete.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 290px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393063626613139954" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StgCy3NbKfI/AAAAAAAAAy4/BRJVygzXL_c/s400/Balllete.jpg" /></a><strong>Lună<br /></strong><br />Na ponta o espelho, a platéia<br />Gira até a sua alma nua<br />Lanço-me ao espaço<br />Slivskin<br />Na visão e nos sentidos finos<br />O primeiro violino<br />A primeira voz<br />A noite dos cegos<br />Nas alturas dos sonhos<br />As borboletas desfazem as crisálidas.<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />16/10/2009<br />*Frase da Poeta:Graça Graúna - Nas alturas dos sonhos<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-5971630788056959055?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_16.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-815117548591094898Wed, 14 Oct 2009 06:34:00 +00002009-10-22T12:40:53.178-03:00Photo: Claudia Almeida - Título: O Mar<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StVxKRz3WUI/AAAAAAAAAyw/lrTl23h6RTk/s1600-h/O+mar+s%C3%ADntese.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 250px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5392340550239607106" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StVxKRz3WUI/AAAAAAAAAyw/lrTl23h6RTk/s400/O+mar+s%C3%ADntese.jpg" /></a><strong>O mar</strong><br /><br />Rompa a onda do mar<br />À casa de areia<br />Hilst é aurora<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />14/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-815117548591094898?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-claudia-almeida-titulo-o-mar-o.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-4611507995708519928Tue, 13 Oct 2009 06:39:00 +00002009-10-15T22:02:29.315-03:00<span style="color:#99ff99;">..............</span>Imagem Google<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StQg6__kv5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Qpf7c4wg0Sw/s1600-h/img.gif"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391970851851911058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/StQg6__kv5I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Qpf7c4wg0Sw/s400/img.gif" /></a><strong>Velas flutuantes<br /></strong><br /><br />Pra começar um grove day<br />Abre-se um livro ISBN<br />Folheando as páginas<br />Dos signos de Neruda<br />Jogar búzios na França<br />Bebendo o vinho de Bardo<br />Salmão e couve de bruxelas<br />Com vinagrete e frutos raros<br />Frescos tomates de flores<br />E a tarde se vai<br />Com as velas flutuantes<br />Você e eu<br />Sem luz no colchão de Rossi<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />13/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-4611507995708519928?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_13.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-7075324287740256203Sat, 10 Oct 2009 00:01:00 +00002009-10-10T14:47:08.768-03:00Imagem Google<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Ss_O98o-rDI/AAAAAAAAAyg/7RLn0y5cbX0/s1600-h/edgard_01.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 214px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390754842631121970" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Ss_O98o-rDI/AAAAAAAAAyg/7RLn0y5cbX0/s400/edgard_01.jpg" /></a><strong>Cine Icaraí<br /></strong><br />Pipocas, Pipocas<br />Pipocas, Pipocas<br />Pipocas, Pipocas<br /><br />(Claudinha e Grauninha)<br />09/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-7075324287740256203?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/imagem-jornal-lig-por-edgard-cine.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-5369501417955656088Fri, 09 Oct 2009 14:47:00 +00002009-10-09T20:44:35.874-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida - Título: Vendas<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Ss9NS8v2ikI/AAAAAAAAAyY/8DR9rU0IvkQ/s1600-h/Vendas.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 245px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390612266925591106" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Ss9NS8v2ikI/AAAAAAAAAyY/8DR9rU0IvkQ/s400/Vendas.jpg" /></a><strong>Enem mares e rios</strong><br />.<br />Paranóias Urbanas<br />Colírios Coletivos<br />Retiro de Verbas Públicas<br />Cloro em pedaços para os esgotos<br />Centrais de tratamentos: mares e rios<br />Dêem Instantes nas restingas para os micos<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />09/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-5369501417955656088?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/photoclaudia-almeida-titulo-vendas-enem.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-1252656856309222439Tue, 06 Oct 2009 15:30:00 +00002009-10-06T12:35:19.034-03:00<span style="color:#99ff99;">...............</span>Pesquisa Google<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Ssti6CUWt6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/UV0MpwCcXqA/s1600-h/ourico-satelite.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 306px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 278px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389510128273110946" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/Ssti6CUWt6I/AAAAAAAAAyQ/UV0MpwCcXqA/s400/ourico-satelite.jpg" /></a>Ouriço - Satélite<br />.<br />No solstício a gente se vê<br />Sentados na pedra de limo<br />Aonde a água escorre crua<br />Verde claro às cianofíceas<br />Ouriço - Satélite<br />Há no mar constelações<br />E visgo no Índigo<br />Qual o sentido?<br />Norte – Sul<br />E a África vem ao Mundo<br />Pelas correntezas e nó das iscas<br />.<br />Claudia Almeida<br />06/10/2009<div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-1252656856309222439?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post_06.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-3535567644495216054Fri, 02 Oct 2009 18:14:00 +00002009-10-03T12:04:12.169-03:00<span style="color:#99ff99;">...........</span>Pesquisem nas Bibliotecas : Fitoterapia HIV<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SsZDNXSUbKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/675YR4A0ty4/s1600-h/fitoterapia.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 322px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 263px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388067901063589026" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SsZDNXSUbKI/AAAAAAAAAyI/675YR4A0ty4/s400/fitoterapia.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong>A minha verdade</strong></div><div>.<br />É um jogo</div><div>Ou penso?</div><div>É o último cárcere</div><div>Ou somos livres?</div><div>Em que ação</div><div>A fitoterápica ou Ad judicia?</div><div>Pelo modo de viver</div><div>Por não correr</div><div>Verdade é tela de quem defende</div><div>A minha é estar vivendo</div><div>Dormindo, escutando</div><div>Amando numa rede sem fios</div><div>Sonhando com meus pensamentos</div><div>Como surgi a cada ronda os universos</div><div>.</div><div>Claudia Almeida</div><div>02/10/2009</div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-3535567644495216054?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4401075057067772500.post-9055379112119941018Mon, 28 Sep 2009 18:00:00 +00002009-09-29T19:36:32.544-03:00Photo:Claudia Almeida - Título: Corrupted<br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SsD6BIWeCEI/AAAAAAAAAxo/wkMcOjPIF1A/s1600-h/Sem+T%C3%ADtulo.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 310px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386580051663652930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iONgv2O35Rs/SsD6BIWeCEI/AAAAAAAAAxo/wkMcOjPIF1A/s400/Sem+T%C3%ADtulo.jpg" /></a><br /><div><strong>Séries</strong><br /><br />Egos ordinários<br />Nas maletas Russas<br />Das câmeras indiscretas<br />Qüe eliminam-se em listas<br /><br />Claudia Almeida</div><div>28/09/2009 </div><div class="blogger-post-footer">http://www.playlist.com/user/47655215/dashboard<img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4401075057067772500-9055379112119941018?l=florellas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>http://florellas.blogspot.com/2009/09/series-egos-ordinarios-nas-maletas.htmlclaudiaalmadepoeta@gmail.com (Claudia Almeida)0