<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243</id><updated>2009-11-07T19:30:42.569Z</updated><title type='text'>Cantinho do Poeta</title><subtitle type='html'>Um blog de poesia para o mundo...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>187</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-5666162101393146021</id><published>2009-09-01T21:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:33:38.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CHEGOU A HORA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk66/bmbraga/clickut/clickut01/adeus_181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 450px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 302px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk66/bmbraga/clickut/clickut01/adeus_181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tudo na vida tem um fim&lt;br /&gt;E o cantinho do poeta não é diferente&lt;br /&gt;Por isso venho aqui anunciar o seu fim&lt;br /&gt;Com muita tristeza é certo mas tem que ser assim&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço a todos aqueles que por aqui passaram ao longo destes anos&lt;br /&gt;Que aqui deixaram os seu maravilhosos comentários&lt;br /&gt;Pois era isso que me fazia escrever cada vez mais&lt;br /&gt;Não deixarei de escrever e quem sabe um dia eu, “Paulo Silva” voltarei com outro blog&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez muito obrigado a todos&lt;br /&gt;Até um dia………….&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui os meus contactos para os meus amigos  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:paulosilva72@gmail.com"&gt;paulosilva72@gmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:pncsilva@hotmail.com"&gt;pncsilva@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Ou um contacto telefónico para aqueles que queiram ouvir a minha voz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;969294147&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-5666162101393146021?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5666162101393146021/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=5666162101393146021&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5666162101393146021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5666162101393146021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2009/09/chegou-hora.html' title='CHEGOU A HORA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-1082402288551810273</id><published>2009-07-23T22:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:23:16.299+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FALEI COM A LUA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://lh3.ggpht.com/vantaspaint/R8hCfhMo7xI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PowScFP73lA/s400/293270768_51a2e7d0df%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/vantaspaint/R8hCfhMo7xI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PowScFP73lA/s400/293270768_51a2e7d0df%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A lua falou comigo&lt;br /&gt;Baixinho ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Com sua voz de ternura&lt;br /&gt;Palavras meigas e doces&lt;br /&gt;Bem cheias de emoção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contou-me que estava triste&lt;br /&gt;Que a noite se tornou fria&lt;br /&gt;Porque o poeta de outrora&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do seu luar&lt;br /&gt;Não mais escreveu poesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com carinho respondi&lt;br /&gt;Não fiques triste donzela&lt;br /&gt;O poeta vai voltar&lt;br /&gt;Mas até ele chegar&lt;br /&gt;Tens a companhia das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E continuei a ouvir&lt;br /&gt;Pela madrugada dentro&lt;br /&gt;Pobre lua que tormento&lt;br /&gt;Que saudades do poeta&lt;br /&gt;Que voltará com o vento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornei-lhe a responder&lt;br /&gt;Com a noite a terminar&lt;br /&gt;Querida lua podes crer&lt;br /&gt;O poeta de que falas&lt;br /&gt;Promete que vai voltar&lt;br /&gt;E poesia escrever&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do teu luar&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-1082402288551810273?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1082402288551810273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=1082402288551810273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1082402288551810273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1082402288551810273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2009/07/falei-com-lua.html' title='FALEI COM A LUA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://lh3.ggpht.com/vantaspaint/R8hCfhMo7xI/AAAAAAAAAp4/PowScFP73lA/s72-c/293270768_51a2e7d0df%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-5254654325623408752</id><published>2009-06-17T11:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T11:37:40.843+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SEDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SjjG93BxooI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YjZotMoeoV4/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&amp;shy;tulo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348243323548181122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SjjG93BxooI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YjZotMoeoV4/s400/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;imagens google)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Tenho sede&lt;br /&gt;Sede de um amor&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca tive&lt;br /&gt;E fome&lt;br /&gt;Fome de uma paixão que sobrevive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mato a minha sede&lt;br /&gt;Com as lágrimas salgadas&lt;br /&gt;Que caem pelo meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Sacio a minha fome&lt;br /&gt;Com a paixão de um amor impossível&lt;br /&gt;E navegando no navio do amor&lt;br /&gt;Adormeço á espera do teu abraço&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-5254654325623408752?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5254654325623408752/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=5254654325623408752&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5254654325623408752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5254654325623408752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2009/06/sede.html' title='SEDE'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SjjG93BxooI/AAAAAAAAAPY/YjZotMoeoV4/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-7962949086934177413</id><published>2009-04-09T13:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T13:14:55.312+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONVITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Sd3mhvlbgjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tcziS9b4dgg/s1600-h/Convite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322663802005324338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 176px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Sd3mhvlbgjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tcziS9b4dgg/s400/Convite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Sd3mY9RNfoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/K7N7hgPd854/s1600-h/O+Livro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322663651059793538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 256px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Sd3mY9RNfoI/AAAAAAAAAPI/K7N7hgPd854/s400/O+Livro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero por vós&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-7962949086934177413?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7962949086934177413/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=7962949086934177413&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7962949086934177413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7962949086934177413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2009/04/convite_09.html' title='CONVITE'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Sd3mhvlbgjI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/tcziS9b4dgg/s72-c/Convite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-8117370776649053778</id><published>2009-03-01T18:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-01T19:06:41.935Z</updated><title type='text'>JÁ NASCEU</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SarcT9sBO_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/E0_-7kjKJJY/s1600-h/Digitalizar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308297346344369138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 314px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SarcT9sBO_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/E0_-7kjKJJY/s320/Digitalizar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Olá a todos.&lt;br /&gt;É com bastante orgulho que vos informo que, brevemente estará por aí o meu novo livro de poesia. “A vida pode ser um poema”&lt;br /&gt;Aqui está uma pequena visualização do que vai ser.&lt;br /&gt;A seu tempo informarei a data prevista para apresentação ao público, assim como o local e horário. Todos os pormenores serão divulgados aqui no meu (nosso) cantinho.&lt;br /&gt;Até lá muitas felicidades para todos.&lt;br /&gt;Paulo Silva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-8117370776649053778?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8117370776649053778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=8117370776649053778&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/8117370776649053778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/8117370776649053778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2009/03/ja-nasceu.html' title='JÁ NASCEU'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SarcT9sBO_I/AAAAAAAAAN4/E0_-7kjKJJY/s72-c/Digitalizar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-3515228595931411799</id><published>2008-12-02T18:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T18:41:45.681Z</updated><title type='text'>O POETA LOUCO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee189/angelxgomesxcoelho/Diversas/poetalouco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 287px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i232.photobucket.com/albums/ee189/angelxgomesxcoelho/Diversas/poetalouco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinto-me cansado&lt;br /&gt;Cansado de tudo&lt;br /&gt;Cansado desta luta destemida&lt;br /&gt;Que por vezes até me sinto&lt;br /&gt;Cansado da própria vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São horas tristes que passo&lt;br /&gt;Envolto em solidão&lt;br /&gt;Meu DEUS não sei o que faço&lt;br /&gt;Porque bate meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez seja a teimosia&lt;br /&gt;De um lutador insistente&lt;br /&gt;Que não para noite e dia&lt;br /&gt;De sonhar constantemente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se tudo isto não passa&lt;br /&gt;Sou o que sou não pareço&lt;br /&gt;Meu DEUS sinto-me cansado&lt;br /&gt;Ou morro ou enlouqueço&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-3515228595931411799?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3515228595931411799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=3515228595931411799&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/3515228595931411799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/3515228595931411799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-poeta-louco.html' title='O POETA LOUCO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-5567098989002824971</id><published>2008-11-04T12:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-04T12:50:10.095Z</updated><title type='text'>PARA TI PAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SRBEANahepI/AAAAAAAAANM/6-tmJiFWcBw/s1600-h/BXK17007_eu-te-amo_pai_jundiai_sp_brazil_by-bbelle800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264782734787705490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SRBEANahepI/AAAAAAAAANM/6-tmJiFWcBw/s320/BXK17007_eu-te-amo_pai_jundiai_sp_brazil_by-bbelle800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; PAI&lt;br /&gt;Tu que me deste o ser&lt;br /&gt;Que me ensinaste a caminhar&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vejo-te a sofrer&lt;br /&gt;Em nada te posso valer&lt;br /&gt;E não te posso ajudar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAI&lt;br /&gt;Tanto carinho me deste&lt;br /&gt;Na terra onde nasceste&lt;br /&gt;Dessa terra parti&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida destruí&lt;br /&gt; E agora partiste para sempre&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PAI&lt;br /&gt;Sempre foste um lutador&lt;br /&gt;Deixando na terra o teu suor&lt;br /&gt;Não sabias dizer não&lt;br /&gt;Lembra-te sou teu amigo&lt;br /&gt;És sempre o meu pai querido&lt;br /&gt;Estás sempre no meu coração&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-5567098989002824971?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5567098989002824971/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=5567098989002824971&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5567098989002824971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5567098989002824971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/11/para-ti-pai.html' title='PARA TI PAI'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SRBEANahepI/AAAAAAAAANM/6-tmJiFWcBw/s72-c/BXK17007_eu-te-amo_pai_jundiai_sp_brazil_by-bbelle800.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-6012987256629616242</id><published>2008-10-16T08:36:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T21:35:13.203+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SAUDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;18/07/1930&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SPbvaP_5_qI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AmvqSo-UITo/s1600-h/Digitalizar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257652849251843746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SPbvaP_5_qI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AmvqSo-UITo/s320/Digitalizar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14/10/2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tantas coisas ficaram por dizer&lt;br /&gt;E outras tantas foram ditas&lt;br /&gt;E agora nada podemos fazer&lt;br /&gt;Levou-te para sempre essa maldita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre foste um bom amigo&lt;br /&gt;Dedicado companheiro&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado pai querido&lt;br /&gt;Para nós sempre o primeiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já cá mora no meu peito&lt;br /&gt;Uma profunda saudade&lt;br /&gt;Pois chegou a dura hora&lt;br /&gt;Partiste para a eternidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto sofreste paizinho&lt;br /&gt;Para teres aqui chegado&lt;br /&gt;E ficarão para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Recordações do passado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um passado que foi pobre&lt;br /&gt;Mas rico em sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;E que agora recordamos&lt;br /&gt;Apenas os bons momentos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DESCANSA EM PAZ&lt;br /&gt;PAIZINHO&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-6012987256629616242?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/6012987256629616242/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=6012987256629616242&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/6012987256629616242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/6012987256629616242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/10/saudade.html' title='SAUDADE'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SPbvaP_5_qI/AAAAAAAAAJk/AmvqSo-UITo/s72-c/Digitalizar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-5164057312840297065</id><published>2008-08-27T16:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T23:15:35.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O MEU MUNDO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.olhares.com/data/big/150/1508787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.olhares.com/data/big/150/1508787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;FOTO: olhares.aeiou.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Gostaria um dia&lt;br /&gt;Que o mundo mudasse&lt;br /&gt;Para ver como seria&lt;br /&gt;Se eu o inventasse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era feito de rosas&lt;br /&gt;De montes e serras&lt;br /&gt;Com paz e amor&lt;br /&gt;No lugar das guerras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era um mundo perfeito&lt;br /&gt;Podem ter a certeza&lt;br /&gt;Pois em cada peito&lt;br /&gt;Não havia tristeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É apenas um sonho&lt;br /&gt;Que chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Era assim o mundo&lt;br /&gt;Inventado por mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Escrito por: &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Patrícia Silva, minha filha de 11 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-5164057312840297065?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/5164057312840297065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=5164057312840297065&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5164057312840297065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/5164057312840297065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/08/o-meu-mundo.html' title='O MEU MUNDO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-7174476915148382133</id><published>2008-07-05T18:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-05T18:58:58.204+01:00</updated><title type='text'>NUM PEDAÇO DE NUVEM</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SG-2OaqtEpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xbSXEp_VWAo/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219590851938554514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SG-2OaqtEpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xbSXEp_VWAo/s320/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Viajando num pedaço de nuvem&lt;br /&gt;Por um amor chorei&lt;br /&gt;Ainda ontem chorei de saudade&lt;br /&gt;Por não encontrar o teu perfume&lt;br /&gt;Uma dor que o coração invade&lt;br /&gt;Será amor ou ciúme&lt;br /&gt;Vou por aí vagueando&lt;br /&gt;De estrela em estrela&lt;br /&gt;Na noite fria tocando a lua&lt;br /&gt;Lua que a minha alma invade&lt;br /&gt;E por fim&lt;br /&gt;Naquele pedaço de nuvem&lt;br /&gt;Só me resta chorar de saudade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-7174476915148382133?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7174476915148382133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=7174476915148382133&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7174476915148382133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7174476915148382133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/07/num-pedao-de-nuvem.html' title='NUM PEDAÇO DE NUVEM'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/SG-2OaqtEpI/AAAAAAAAAJc/xbSXEp_VWAo/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-7092594169640526975</id><published>2008-05-27T22:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T22:29:06.935+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ENTRE ESTRELAS E ROSAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://moroboshi.brasilflog.com.br/1154821181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://moroboshi.brasilflog.com.br/1154821181.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;És a mais bela flor&lt;br /&gt;Que existe no meu jardim&lt;br /&gt;Tal qual uma estrela&lt;br /&gt;Que brilha no céu&lt;br /&gt;Só para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela flor&lt;br /&gt;Que me inunda com seu perfume&lt;br /&gt;A sua beleza e gratidão&lt;br /&gt;A estrela que me ilumina a vida&lt;br /&gt;E dá luz ao meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois jardins&lt;br /&gt;Uma só flor&lt;br /&gt;Que entre estrelas e rosas&lt;br /&gt;Espalha todo o seu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim nasceste tu&lt;br /&gt;A estrela mais linda do universo&lt;br /&gt;E a mais bela flor do meu jardim&lt;br /&gt;Que espalhas teu perfume&lt;br /&gt;E dás uma luz imensa&lt;br /&gt;Só para mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-7092594169640526975?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7092594169640526975/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=7092594169640526975&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7092594169640526975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7092594169640526975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/05/entre-estrelas-e-rosas.html' title='ENTRE ESTRELAS E ROSAS'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-6963347813906945576</id><published>2008-02-24T12:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-02-24T12:55:32.156Z</updated><title type='text'>A LENDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://amadeo.blogs.iol.pt/repository/48321/1572623.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://amadeo.blogs.iol.pt/repository/48321/1572623.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Por essas ruas sombrias&lt;br /&gt;Por ténues becos medonhos&lt;br /&gt;Tristezas e alegrias&lt;br /&gt;Lendas promessas e sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa manhã de Inverno&lt;br /&gt;O sol brilha ao meio-dia&lt;br /&gt;Dando assim um beijo terno&lt;br /&gt;Á velha rua sombria&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já tarde ao pôr-do-sol&lt;br /&gt;E num dos becos medonhos&lt;br /&gt;Nascia lá um menino&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de promessas e sonhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na noite escura e fria&lt;br /&gt;O menino ali deitado&lt;br /&gt;Esperava chegar o dia&lt;br /&gt;E assim nasceu a lenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;De um menino encantado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-6963347813906945576?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/6963347813906945576/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=6963347813906945576&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/6963347813906945576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/6963347813906945576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/02/lenda.html' title='A LENDA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-1359717980728174084</id><published>2008-02-05T21:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-02-05T21:07:58.242Z</updated><title type='text'>A ESTRADA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reaprendendo.blogger.com.br/estrada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.reaprendendo.blogger.com.br/estrada.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;De negro manto vestida&lt;br /&gt;Com traços brancos pintada&lt;br /&gt;É ela a estrada da vida&lt;br /&gt;Na vida ela é a estrada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes é mais comprida&lt;br /&gt;Seja mais larga ou mais estreita&lt;br /&gt;É como a estrada da vida&lt;br /&gt;Sempre com perigos á espreita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De curvas é desenhada&lt;br /&gt;É feita de alcatrão&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes de sangue é manchada&lt;br /&gt;Como o nosso coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De negro manto vestida&lt;br /&gt;Suporta frio e calor&lt;br /&gt;É como a estrada da vida&lt;br /&gt;Suporta ódio e amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-1359717980728174084?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1359717980728174084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=1359717980728174084&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1359717980728174084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1359717980728174084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/02/estrada.html' title='A ESTRADA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-1945205178854910880</id><published>2008-01-15T23:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-15T23:17:04.688Z</updated><title type='text'>FELICIDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://almaperdida.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/Paisagens%20de%20sonho10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://almaperdida.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/Paisagens%20de%20sonho10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;or esses caminhos soltos&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;inda que em sonhos envoltos&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;m poeta sente saudade&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;eva no peito alguma esperança&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;nde resiste a amizade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;unca desiste da vida&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;m dia há-de vencer&lt;br /&gt;                                              &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;aquela estrada da vida&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; O&lt;/span&gt;nde aprendeu a viver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;empre com um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;                                             &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;rá ao cimo chegar&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;eva consigo saudades                                        &lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;V&lt;/span&gt;ai chegar ao paraíso&lt;br /&gt;                                           &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;ssim que esse dia chegar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-1945205178854910880?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1945205178854910880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=1945205178854910880&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1945205178854910880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1945205178854910880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/01/felicidade.html' title='FELICIDADE'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-519518148199930395</id><published>2008-01-07T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-07T22:32:20.182Z</updated><title type='text'>VEM COMIGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.hsw.com.br/gif/earth-19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://static.hsw.com.br/gif/earth-19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vem&lt;br /&gt;Vem caminhar comigo&lt;br /&gt;Pelo mundo&lt;br /&gt;Lado a lado&lt;br /&gt;Vem&lt;br /&gt;Dá-me a mão e vamos viajar&lt;br /&gt;Num sonho encantado&lt;br /&gt;E nessa longa caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Iremos falar de nós&lt;br /&gt;Falaremos de amor e mais nada&lt;br /&gt;Ouviremos os passarinhos&lt;br /&gt;Que cantam suas lindas melodias&lt;br /&gt;Apreciamos os campos verdejantes&lt;br /&gt;E assim passamos os dias&lt;br /&gt;Á noite&lt;br /&gt;Apreciaremos a beleza das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;Onde cada uma delas no céu flutua&lt;br /&gt;E por fim seremos acompanhados&lt;br /&gt;Pela beleza e pelo brilho da lua&lt;br /&gt;Vem&lt;br /&gt;Vem caminhar comigo&lt;br /&gt;Lado a lado&lt;br /&gt;Seja para onde for&lt;br /&gt;E nessa caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Vamos falar de amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-519518148199930395?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/519518148199930395/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=519518148199930395&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/519518148199930395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/519518148199930395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2008/01/vem-comigo.html' title='VEM COMIGO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-2677655120669422056</id><published>2007-11-15T19:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-15T19:45:57.551Z</updated><title type='text'>ANSEIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://deltablogs.no.sapo.pt/arvore.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://deltablogs.no.sapo.pt/arvore.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho na palma da mão&lt;br /&gt;Versos cheios de paixão&lt;br /&gt;E no cesto dos papeis&lt;br /&gt;Mapas de recordações&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no fundo da gaveta&lt;br /&gt;Uma promessa perdida&lt;br /&gt;Que se vai esvair em fumo&lt;br /&gt;Até ao fim desta vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixem-me ficar&lt;br /&gt;No meu cantinho&lt;br /&gt;A sonhar com alegria&lt;br /&gt;O meu destino é estar sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Até ao fim dos meus dias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando o sonho acabar&lt;br /&gt;E eu fechar a minha mão&lt;br /&gt;Só resta então procurar&lt;br /&gt;No cesto dos meus papeis&lt;br /&gt;O que é recordação&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-2677655120669422056?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/2677655120669422056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=2677655120669422056&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/2677655120669422056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/2677655120669422056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/anseio.html' title='ANSEIO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-7390790081968584105</id><published>2007-11-03T18:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-03T18:50:43.384Z</updated><title type='text'>VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.larrycheek.com/bench2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.larrycheek.com/bench2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Na solidão da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Na cidade adormecida&lt;br /&gt;Uma promessa acabada&lt;br /&gt;Mais um inicio de vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo a brisa no rosto&lt;br /&gt;Por estas ruas sombrias&lt;br /&gt;Sou caminhante perdido&lt;br /&gt;Sou como pássaro ferido&lt;br /&gt;Nestas madrugadas frias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentando encontrar um canto&lt;br /&gt;Para poder dormitar&lt;br /&gt;Para calar o meu pranto&lt;br /&gt;E com o amanhã sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E neste inicio de vida&lt;br /&gt;Traçar caminhos reais&lt;br /&gt;E á solidão da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Á cidade adormecida&lt;br /&gt;Eu não voltar nunca mais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-7390790081968584105?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7390790081968584105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=7390790081968584105&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7390790081968584105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7390790081968584105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/11/vida.html' title='VIDA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-7066830143335624906</id><published>2007-10-25T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T20:32:19.052+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DESABAFO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/5144/escreverbd7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img292.imageshack.us/img292/5144/escreverbd7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tento escrever&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo&lt;br /&gt;A inspiração não sai&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consigo esquecer&lt;br /&gt;O tempo que já lá vai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belos tempos eu bem sei&lt;br /&gt;Quando escrevia com prazer&lt;br /&gt;Textos e versos de amor&lt;br /&gt;Para mais tarde alguém ler&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindas páginas escrevi&lt;br /&gt;Nelas revelava os meus passos&lt;br /&gt;Momentos que eu vivi&lt;br /&gt;Ao escrever meus desabafos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo agora com saudade&lt;br /&gt;Quando os meus textos vou ler&lt;br /&gt;Mas é a dura verdade&lt;br /&gt;Já não consigo escrever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-7066830143335624906?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/7066830143335624906/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=7066830143335624906&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7066830143335624906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/7066830143335624906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/10/desabafo.html' title='DESABAFO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-8599588870333088822</id><published>2007-10-13T16:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T16:48:02.097+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A MADRUGADA DO POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pedacodoceu.com.br/handsky.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.pedacodoceu.com.br/handsky.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Em sonhos vivo tormentos&lt;br /&gt;Quando acordado alegrias&lt;br /&gt;Apenas alguns momentos&lt;br /&gt;Em sonhos e pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Nestas madrugadas frias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrugadas companheiras&lt;br /&gt;E a solidão a meu lado&lt;br /&gt;Manhãs que são as primeiras&lt;br /&gt;A ver o poeta acordado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madrugada fria e escura&lt;br /&gt;Na noite de sonhos perdidos&lt;br /&gt;Companheira com ternura&lt;br /&gt;De bons momentos vividos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A madrugada termina&lt;br /&gt;E o dia clareou&lt;br /&gt;Bem cheio de neblina&lt;br /&gt;Assim era feito o sonho&lt;br /&gt;Com que o poeta sonhou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-8599588870333088822?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8599588870333088822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=8599588870333088822&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/8599588870333088822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/8599588870333088822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/10/madrugada-do-poeta.html' title='A MADRUGADA DO POETA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-2914885133913567008</id><published>2007-10-09T22:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T22:56:57.802+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O LIVRO DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://alexandrinabalasar.free.fr/livro_vida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://alexandrinabalasar.free.fr/livro_vida.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E agora&lt;br /&gt;Será que o mundo parou&lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;br /&gt;É talvez só mais uma página&lt;br /&gt;Da vida que se muda&lt;br /&gt;Esperando que a pagina seguinte&lt;br /&gt;Esteja em branco&lt;br /&gt;Para que possa ser preenchida&lt;br /&gt;Com felicidade e alegria&lt;br /&gt;Sem dor e com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Com amor a cada dia&lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;br /&gt;Não será a última página&lt;br /&gt;Pois o livro ainda está a meio&lt;br /&gt;Continuarei dia após dia&lt;br /&gt;A preencher cada página em si contida&lt;br /&gt;Neste lindo livro que é só&lt;br /&gt;O livro da vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-2914885133913567008?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/2914885133913567008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=2914885133913567008&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/2914885133913567008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/2914885133913567008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-livro-da-vida.html' title='O LIVRO DA VIDA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-3961090139145694532</id><published>2007-09-23T18:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T18:49:35.960+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PORQUÊ</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/RvanH05IzrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M3byU-T296o/s1600-h/interrogacao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113458179824996018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/RvanH05IzrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M3byU-T296o/s320/interrogacao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Porquê nós existimos&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nós sentimos&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nós vivemos&lt;br /&gt;E porquê nós morremos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê se chora&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nós sorrimos&lt;br /&gt;Porquê não te vás embora&lt;br /&gt;Tristeza que nós sentimos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nós corremos&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nós paramos&lt;br /&gt;Porquê somos pequenos&lt;br /&gt;Porquê somos humanos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porquê tanta fome&lt;br /&gt;Porquê tanta pobreza&lt;br /&gt;Porquê tanto Porquê&lt;br /&gt;Porquê nenhuma certeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-3961090139145694532?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/3961090139145694532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=3961090139145694532&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/3961090139145694532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/3961090139145694532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/09/porqu.html' title='PORQUÊ'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/RvanH05IzrI/AAAAAAAAAGs/M3byU-T296o/s72-c/interrogacao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-8131447147968624461</id><published>2007-09-17T21:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T21:40:49.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O PARAÍSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Ru7mGwDUH-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xgN3cGAXsno/s1600-h/gaivot10.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111275630764498914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Ru7mGwDUH-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xgN3cGAXsno/s320/gaivot10.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa folha de papel&lt;br /&gt;Desenhei um paraíso imaginário&lt;br /&gt;E viajei nele&lt;br /&gt;Nesse paraíso encontravas-te tu&lt;br /&gt;Toda vestida de branco&lt;br /&gt;Como um anjo&lt;br /&gt;Á tua volta&lt;br /&gt;Pairava um raio de luz incandescente&lt;br /&gt;Que indicava a força de todo o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Aproximei-me para tentar abraçar-te&lt;br /&gt;Mas não consegui&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais me aproximava&lt;br /&gt;Mais tu te afastavas&lt;br /&gt;De repente o vento levantou-se&lt;br /&gt;E a folha de papel voou&lt;br /&gt;Para onde não sei&lt;br /&gt;Talvez tivesse procurado um paraíso imaginário&lt;br /&gt;Tal como eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-8131447147968624461?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/8131447147968624461/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=8131447147968624461&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/8131447147968624461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/8131447147968624461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/09/o-paraso.html' title='O PARAÍSO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Ru7mGwDUH-I/AAAAAAAAAGE/xgN3cGAXsno/s72-c/gaivot10.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-4669388460161655431</id><published>2007-09-09T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T21:45:30.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A ESPERA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/RuRbNudq8OI/AAAAAAAAAF0/t4Q5eMAaNQM/s1600-h/%25E0%2520espera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108308168713892066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/RuRbNudq8OI/AAAAAAAAAF0/t4Q5eMAaNQM/s320/%25E0%2520espera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Foi mais um dia que passou&lt;br /&gt;Foi mais um dia que esperei por ti&lt;br /&gt;E o tempo&lt;br /&gt;Esse voou&lt;br /&gt;E o meu olhar ficou&lt;br /&gt;Preso á espera de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estarei sempre á tua espera&lt;br /&gt;E mais um dia chegou ao fim&lt;br /&gt;Sei que vai ser&lt;br /&gt;Num lindo dia de primavera&lt;br /&gt;Que tu virás até mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas ainda falta algum tempo&lt;br /&gt;Para esse dia chegar&lt;br /&gt;Já pedi ajuda ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Mas ele&lt;br /&gt;Mandou-me esperar um momento&lt;br /&gt;E eu continuei a esperar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas certo dia ao amanhecer&lt;br /&gt;Olhei o sol&lt;br /&gt;E este brilhava mais que o normal&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei parado para ver&lt;br /&gt;O que ia acontecer&lt;br /&gt;E como uma deusa&lt;br /&gt;Chegaste tu afinal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-4669388460161655431?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/4669388460161655431/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=4669388460161655431&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/4669388460161655431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/4669388460161655431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/09/espera.html' title='A ESPERA'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/RuRbNudq8OI/AAAAAAAAAF0/t4Q5eMAaNQM/s72-c/%25E0%2520espera.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-1959158099409062125</id><published>2007-08-30T19:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T19:19:00.172+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMENTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.estranhanoparaiso.blogger.com.br/pensamento.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.estranhanoparaiso.blogger.com.br/pensamento.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Estava uma linda noite&lt;br /&gt;E eu pensava em ti&lt;br /&gt;Imaginei que era o vento&lt;br /&gt;E se eu fosse o vento&lt;br /&gt;Viajava agora até á tua janela&lt;br /&gt;Tocava-lhe devagarinho&lt;br /&gt;E se tu me ouvisses&lt;br /&gt;E me deixasses entrar&lt;br /&gt;Eu deitar-me-ia a teu lado&lt;br /&gt;E no silencio da noite&lt;br /&gt;Acariciava os teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;E tocava no teu rosto&lt;br /&gt;Depois soprava bem devagarinho ao teu ouvido&lt;br /&gt;Dava-te um beijo&lt;br /&gt;E embalava-te com muito carinho&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não sou o vento&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento&lt;br /&gt;Sou um simples pensamento&lt;br /&gt;E estou a pensar em ti&lt;br /&gt;E se abrisses a tua janela&lt;br /&gt;Verás que eu estou aí&lt;br /&gt;Junto de ti&lt;br /&gt;Fui com o vento&lt;br /&gt;E em pensamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-1959158099409062125?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1959158099409062125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=1959158099409062125&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1959158099409062125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1959158099409062125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/08/pensamento.html' title='PENSAMENTO'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18820243.post-1169857231386114008</id><published>2007-08-24T22:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T22:19:51.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>DOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Rs9LS-dq8NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YlBUt1ouRk0/s1600-h/quadro2_dor_da_solidao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102379692211237074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Rs9LS-dq8NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YlBUt1ouRk0/s320/quadro2_dor_da_solidao.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tento suportar a dor&lt;br /&gt;E o coração chora&lt;br /&gt;Chora de amor&lt;br /&gt;E a dor não vai embora&lt;br /&gt;E ao chorar meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Choram também os meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Cada lágrima que cai&lt;br /&gt;É como um punhal&lt;br /&gt;Que fere o meu peito&lt;br /&gt;A minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E a dor não sai&lt;br /&gt;Relembro assim&lt;br /&gt;Cada sorriso teu&lt;br /&gt; Olho-me no espelho&lt;br /&gt;E vejo que não sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Não&lt;br /&gt;Não sou eu&lt;br /&gt;Porque sinto dor&lt;br /&gt;Porque tu não estás a meu lado&lt;br /&gt;E não tenho o teu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18820243-1169857231386114008?l=cantpoeta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/feeds/1169857231386114008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18820243&amp;postID=1169857231386114008&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1169857231386114008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18820243/posts/default/1169857231386114008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://cantpoeta.blogspot.com/2007/08/dor.html' title='DOR'/><author><name>Paulo Silva</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13030536586229556438</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='17435136859068932952'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_pDLfBjIsqFE/Rs9LS-dq8NI/AAAAAAAAAFs/YlBUt1ouRk0/s72-c/quadro2_dor_da_solidao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry></feed>