tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49651642612537717572012-02-07T08:11:13.746-03:00Ritmos e rimasBlog dedicado à publicação de textos infantojuvenis.Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.comBlogger281100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-66105355351857851972011-12-31T11:33:00.000-03:002011-12-31T11:33:56.492-03:00Feliz Ano Novo, turminha!<div style="color: white;">.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxMxTrppV8I/Tv8R-xvtCYI/AAAAAAAABR8/i-HwPQDM7Sg/s1600/Ant%25C3%25B3nio+Amen+amar+uma+crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DxMxTrppV8I/Tv8R-xvtCYI/AAAAAAAABR8/i-HwPQDM7Sg/s400/Ant%25C3%25B3nio+Amen+amar+uma+crian%25C3%25A7a.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Que a poesia invada corações</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e coroe o temp(l)o de gigantes.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Lou Vilela</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="color: white;">.</span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-6610535535185785197?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-83361601969831726122011-12-26T16:12:00.001-03:002011-12-26T16:14:08.432-03:00Divisa III<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQK1eW3nmnc/TvjFT6f-u6I/AAAAAAAABRk/bSVSyAhzJkI/s1600/f%25C3%25A1tima+queiroz+-+fractal+203.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yQK1eW3nmnc/TvjFT6f-u6I/AAAAAAAABRk/bSVSyAhzJkI/s400/f%25C3%25A1tima+queiroz+-+fractal+203.jpg" width="307" /></a></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Imagem <a href="http://eternal-fractals.blogspot.com/" style="color: #741b47;">Fátima Queiroz</a></span></div><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Vi olhares se multiplicarem,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">eram luzes coloridas</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">apontando caminhos:</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"> eu estava nas nuvens.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: small;">Lou Vilela</span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: white;">. </span></span></i></div>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-8336160196983172612?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-50178592283311577712011-11-05T16:45:00.006-03:002011-11-09T16:08:09.457-03:00Bela luna<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBo81EiiljY/TrWP-F55xWI/AAAAAAAABOM/046S916r4rA/s1600/Tierna+vaca+en+la+luna%252C+by+rastrojo.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RBo81EiiljY/TrWP-F55xWI/AAAAAAAABOM/046S916r4rA/s320/Tierna+vaca+en+la+luna%252C+by+rastrojo.png" width="296" /></a></div><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Tierna vaca en la luna, by rastrojo</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Faz das ruas um palco;</i></span></div><div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>da plateia, gato e sapato;</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>das pedras, querubins.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Irrompe noites em rima.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Quando cheia, pantomima;</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>parece, vai explodir.</i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Lou Vilela</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="color: white;">. </span></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-5017859228331157771?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-91476206825165582142011-09-10T16:59:00.003-03:002011-09-10T17:01:18.453-03:00Pole position<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWV3aFbZTnE/Tmup-jAUBOI/AAAAAAAABLc/PJUQ9sDzN38/s1600/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1"><img border="0" height="313" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VWV3aFbZTnE/Tmup-jAUBOI/AAAAAAAABLc/PJUQ9sDzN38/s320/cora%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Imagem da internet, sem indicação de autoria.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><i></i></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><i><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;">Quando freio<br />Engulo ar<br />Amor-teço<br /><br />Lou Vilela</span></i></span></div><br style="color: white;" /><br style="color: white;" /><span style="color: white;">.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-9147620682516558214?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-84625647416496524892011-06-07T21:57:00.002-03:002011-06-07T22:01:42.377-03:00A Flor Maior Do Mundo - José Saramago<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="300" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TGgC7C2wI-g" width="460"></iframe><br /><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Dica do poeta amigo <span class="entry-author-parent"><span class="entry-author-name">Fouad Talal.</span></span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span class="entry-author-parent"><span class="entry-author-name"><span style="color: white;">. </span></span></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-8462564741649652489?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-50116953053365529682011-04-21T17:31:00.010-03:002011-04-21T18:53:08.496-03:00Amor roxo<div style="color: white;">.<br /><br /><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><i>Para Aninha e Mateus</i></div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><i> </i></div><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgMrNx2405M/TbCjp0wm7uI/AAAAAAAABIs/CEg1bFKB0GY/s1600/Poesia+visual+-+Texto+infantojuvenil+-+Amor+roxo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FgMrNx2405M/TbCjp0wm7uI/AAAAAAAABIs/CEg1bFKB0GY/s400/Poesia+visual+-+Texto+infantojuvenil+-+Amor+roxo.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Clique na imagem para ampliar.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"> </span></div><br /><br /><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: white;">. </span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-5011695305336552968?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-33890201322421972102011-03-13T19:28:00.006-03:002011-03-13T19:32:53.419-03:00Poesia visual<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_GqY1ERFFwg/TX05RY60ZyI/AAAAAAAABCc/4-RH1-_Ex-8/s1600/Gato+04.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-_GqY1ERFFwg/TX05RY60ZyI/AAAAAAAABCc/4-RH1-_Ex-8/s400/Gato+04.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Clique na imagem para ampliar.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: #666666;">* Em homenagem ao blog</span> <a href="http://ogatodaodete.blogspot.com/" style="color: #990000;">O Gato da Odete</a>.</span></span><br /><div style="color: #666666;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">** Arte digital e texto: Lou Vilela. </span></span></div><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: white;">. </span></span></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"> </span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-3389020132242197210?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-21351588137428055122011-02-12T16:19:00.007-03:002011-02-12T17:03:57.324-03:00Recriarte<div style="color: white;">.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JjV-W_y7tnU/TVbbyfpNRcI/AAAAAAAAA-g/rEH_6ZHuNag/s1600/C%25C3%25A2ndido%2BPortinari%2B-%2BMeninos%2Bna%2BGangorra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="270" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JjV-W_y7tnU/TVbbyfpNRcI/AAAAAAAAA-g/rEH_6ZHuNag/s320/C%25C3%25A2ndido%2BPortinari%2B-%2BMeninos%2Bna%2BGangorra.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cândido Portinari - Meninos na gangorra</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Da gangorra veio o riso.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Do riso, quantos voos?</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Lou Vilela</i></div></div><br /><br /><div style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><u>Curiosidade</u>: <br /><br />Portinari sempre demonstrou um carinho enorme pelos meninos de Brodósqui, sua cidade natal (interior de São Paulo). Gostava de desenhá-los em balanços e gangorras. Dizia: "Gosto de vê-los assim, no ar, feito anjos".<br /><br /><u>Proposta</u>: <br /><br />Amiguinho, que tal conversar com a imagem do pintor? Eu fiz uma poesia. E você? O que fará? :))<br /><br />Beijos,</span> <span style="font-size: small;"><br />Lou</span></div><span style="color: white;">.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-2135158813742805512?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-66262915653113494962011-01-26T19:52:00.003-03:002011-01-26T19:54:50.483-03:00Tempo de voar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TT91L7NjG7I/AAAAAAAAA94/vsN2I2gaeKk/s1600/Imagem+Nirlando+Lopes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="230" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TT91L7NjG7I/AAAAAAAAA94/vsN2I2gaeKk/s320/Imagem+Nirlando+Lopes.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Imagem Nirlando Lopes</span></span></div><div style="color: white;">.........................................................................................................................................</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">há dias de asa</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">puro alinho</span><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">arte de passarinho.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Lou Vilela</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"><span style="color: white;">.</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-6626291565311349496?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-58367723557123463242010-10-11T19:15:00.014-03:002010-10-12T09:15:36.786-03:00Sobre asas e passarinhos...<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span id="goog_341040660"></span><span id="goog_341040661"></span></div><div style="color: white;">.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TLOHtv5XTDI/AAAAAAAAA58/t9KkUleGJvg/s1600/homenagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TLOHtv5XTDI/AAAAAAAAA58/t9KkUleGJvg/s400/homenagem.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><div style="color: #351c75; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Imagens retiradas do blog "</span><b><a href="http://convivendocomasdiferencasagora.blogspot.com/" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Respeitando as Diferenças</a></b><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">". </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>No dia das crianças,</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>presente vou ganhar</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>- tia Tiça sempre, sempre</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>traz histórias pra contar:</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>fala das borbolet(r)as,</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>das joaninhas, dos passarinhos...</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>penso: "em nossas vidas</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>cabem sonhos e ninhos".</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Será, ela desconfia</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>qual é seu gigante presente?</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>- não desiste do que faz,</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>nem tampouco da gente.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>Lou Vilela</i></div><br /><br /><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br /></div><div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">* Uma singela homenagem à Maria Letícia, que, até no nome, carrega felicidade; e, de forma extensiva, a todos que fazem a diferença nas vidas dos pequeninos.</span></div><div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #351c75; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: small;">** Maria Letícia, apesar da formação em veterinária e biologia, escolheu ser professora, especialista em educação especial; também é contadora de histórias. Ela integra um grupo de educadores que recentemente criaram o blog "<a href="http://convivendocomasdiferencasagora.blogspot.com/">Respeitando as Diferenças</a>", espaço destinado a "compartilhar propostas de trabalhos voltadas para uma convivência harmoniosa com as diferenças sociais". </span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="color: white;">. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-5836772355712346324?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-5070234813846895432010-08-15T16:56:00.019-03:002010-08-15T17:38:43.212-03:00A menina quase linda<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #99ff99;"><b> </b></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TGhPYb7UbcI/AAAAAAAAA2w/WOVTahoigCg/s1600/A+bailarina,+de+Pierre-Auguste+Renoir,+1874.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TGhPYb7UbcI/AAAAAAAAA2w/WOVTahoigCg/s400/A+bailarina,+de+Pierre-Auguste+Renoir,+1874.jpeg" width="257" /></a></div><span style="font-size: x-small;">A bailarina - Pierre-Auguste Renoir, 1874.</span></div><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CIago%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style> <br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Floreslinda despertou</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[o amigo tempo ajudou],</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">formou-se linda mulher</span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">de vozes, ramos e rimas.</span></div></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Aquela que fora menina</div></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">tanto fez, virou história:</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">“Havia uma senhora</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">- seu nome, Floreslinda...”</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;">Lou Vilela</div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">. </span></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-507023481384689543?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-86127766949459763502010-06-05T11:50:00.024-03:002010-06-05T13:34:52.697-03:00O menino que imita cigarras<div style="color: white; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><div style="color: white;">.</div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><i> Ao poeta <a href="http://versosdecor.blogspot.com/"><span style="color: #990000;">Fouad Talal</span></a>, por sua voz de cigarra.</i></div><div style="text-align: right;"><i><br /></i></div><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TApphIEjtsI/AAAAAAAAAyc/b2gD1p37wp4/s1600/escola.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/TApphIEjtsI/AAAAAAAAAyc/b2gD1p37wp4/s200/escola.jpg" width="198" /></a><i>A cigarra em seu canto</i><br /><i></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i>faz barulho estri.dente.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i>O menino quase sempre</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i>- revelando fome braba -</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i>assobia igual canção:</i><br /><br /><i>grita... grita... grita! </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i>[Quer saúde, ir à escola,</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i>uma casa, jogar bola,</i><br /><i> crescer comendo seu pão].</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Lou Vilela</i></div><br /></div><div style="color: white;">.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-8612776694945976350?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-64791896776590266912010-04-20T23:18:00.007-03:002011-11-05T17:28:19.441-03:00A poesia propõe<div style="color: white;">.</div><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTJ3tnH18u4/TrWb5bHJ6NI/AAAAAAAABOU/paCONXtZqBw/s1600/O+poeta+e+a+bailarina+de+Fernanda+Rodante.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tTJ3tnH18u4/TrWb5bHJ6NI/AAAAAAAABOU/paCONXtZqBw/s400/O+poeta+e+a+bailarina+de+Fernanda+Rodante.jpg" width="311" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">O poeta e a bailarina, de Fernanda Rodante</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /></span></i><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Nortear-se por uma língua</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">intérprete de pássaros,</span></span></i><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">arrebóis, curumins... </span></span></i><br /><br /><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">é alçar voo bem alto</span></span></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">[sonho de Ícaro];</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">vagar labirintos;</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">mergulhar estações;</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">engravidar de luares,</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">parir mil estrelas;</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">cuidar de arranhões.</span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><br style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;" /><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Lou Vilela</span></span> </i> </div><br /><div style="color: white;">.</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-6479189677659026691?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-11406111056993789202010-03-30T20:43:00.004-03:002011-01-26T19:56:15.264-03:00O sumiço do rói rói<div style="color: white; 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</style> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>A raiva pegou a reta:</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>foi para a rua roer.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>“Rá rá rá” – sorriu bem alto,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>quis à barriga, encher.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Dona Rita, assim que soube,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>tratou de o jardim proteger.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Rói rói rói, rosnou a raiva.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Lá, não conseguiu roer.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Seu Romeu, o vizinho,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>guardou a roupa real</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>costurada com zelo</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>para a festa no arraial.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>A raiva fez um rói rói,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>começou a passar mal.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Foi assim que aconteceu</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>durante os dias de festa:</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>a raiva nada roeu,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>estavam todos alertas.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>E o rói rói contrariado,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>acabou, sumiu às pressas.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i>Lou Vilela</i></span><br /><br /></div></div><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-1140611105699378920?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-88726156296419046392010-03-27T13:52:00.007-03:002010-03-27T14:13:45.583-03:00Amiga prazenteira<span style="color: white;">.</span><br /><br /><br /><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" http-equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CIago%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="color: black; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div style="color: black; text-align: right;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S5JoMbTPxMI/AAAAAAAAAss/og2Z1I_KMeo/s1600-h/ceu+estrelado+-+douglas+soares.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S5JoMbTPxMI/AAAAAAAAAss/og2Z1I_KMeo/s320/ceu+estrelado+-+douglas+soares.jpg" width="225" /></a></div><div style="color: white; text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">O vovô de Iago,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Mateus e Aninha</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">fechou os olhinhos,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">esqueceu a idade:</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">partiu sem adeus,</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">sem mochila...</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">na hora de fazer</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">traquinagem.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">No céu uma estrela</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">que brilha e acena.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Sorrindo, encena</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">deixando saudades.</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"></span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;">Lou Vilela</span></i></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="color: white;">. </span></span></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-6557674602709897557?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com16tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-30946384710581949092010-02-02T22:31:00.007-03:002011-01-26T19:57:39.847-03:00Xô tristeza<div style="color: white;">.</div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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</style> </div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;"><o:p></o:p><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; font-size: small;"><i>Quando o coração dói</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e a gente vira ostra,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>a tristeza incomoda.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>Mas o vento que passeia</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>logo logo se aproxima</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>e nos conta um segredo:</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>“ouçam o murmúrio dos ventos,</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>os sons da natureza...</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>todos cantam juntinhos</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i>para espantar a tristeza”.</i></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: right;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><o:p> </o:p>Lou Vilela</i></span></div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-3094638471058194909?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-17369885782300898572010-01-28T21:17:00.005-03:002011-01-26T19:58:06.494-03:00Agarradinhos<div style="color: white;">.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="highlighted-text"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S2IoGwSHMEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/o4QUWK8CfVE/s1600-h/jabuticabeira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span class="highlighted-text"></span><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S2IoGwSHMEI/AAAAAAAAArQ/o4QUWK8CfVE/s320/jabuticabeira.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="highlighted-text" style="font-size: x-small;">Foto: Paula Miranda</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CIago%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Conhecem a jabuticaba?</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Vejam que belo exemplar!</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>saborosas, suculentas</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>crescem juntas sem brigar</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>- parecem irmãos que se amam.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Tenho amigos sapoti,</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>maçã, carambola, melão</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>alegres, coloridos</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>agarradinhos em meu coração</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>- sou um pé de jabuticaba.</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><br /><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><i>Lou Vilela</i><br /><br /><i><span style="color: white;">. </span></i></div> <span class="highlighted-text"><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-1736988578230089857?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-36746142634339192010-01-28T08:07:00.020-03:002011-01-26T19:58:26.234-03:00Sítio Esperança<div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S2FvjraRRBI/AAAAAAAAArA/vS_nPhOGrDU/s1600-h/meninaprimavera.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S2FvjraRRBI/AAAAAAAAArA/vS_nPhOGrDU/s320/meninaprimavera.png" width="225" /></a></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Lá no sítio esperança</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">planto manga, caju, araçá.</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Meu nome é Maria Flor, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Filha da água, da terra, </span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">[do fogo, do ar.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Cuido da natureza,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">tenho alguns ajudantes:</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">o Pedro, a Cacau, a Tereza,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">o Zezinho alto-falante.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Pedro e cacau plantam as mudas,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Tereza me ajuda a cuidar,</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Zezinho colhe as frutas e GRITA:</span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">- olha a manga, o caju, o araçá...</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;">Lou Vilela</span></span> </div></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><span style="color: white; font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">.</span> <br /></i></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-3674614263433919?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-26768168074434662672010-01-06T18:57:00.010-03:002011-01-26T19:58:48.370-03:00Mensageiro dos ventos<div style="color: white; text-align: center;">.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S0UKUCVTtvI/AAAAAAAAApY/Pr7sFwxB51A/s1600-h/Catavento,+de+Luciana+Teruz+%28Brasil+1961%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S0UKUCVTtvI/AAAAAAAAApY/Pr7sFwxB51A/s400/Catavento,+de+Luciana+Teruz+%28Brasil+1961%29.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; 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</style> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: white;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: white;"><o:p>.</o:p></div><div style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i>vem pulsar uma viola sob</i><br /><i> noite enluarada, </i><br /><i> ouvir grilos, vagar lume?</i><br /><br /><i> há dias em que até as pedras</i><br /><i> cantam poemas: a natureza</i><br /><i> explode em exuberância!</i><br /><br /><i> e o poeta (in)venta</i><br /><i> : faz da pena um moinho.</i><br /><br /><i>Lou Vilela</i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: white;">.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-2676816807443466267?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-41157195348352838182009-07-14T21:02:00.009-03:002011-01-26T19:59:18.429-03:00A menina buliçosa<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/Sl0dm18Lr2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/K_mEn_puO88/s1600-h/image00282.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358471684792495970" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/Sl0dm18Lr2I/AAAAAAAAAaM/K_mEn_puO88/s320/image00282.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 290px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 223px;" /></a> <br /><br /><meta content="text/html; charset=utf-8" equiv="Content-Type"></meta><meta content="Word.Document" name="ProgId"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Generator"></meta><meta content="Microsoft Word 11" name="Originator"></meta><link href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CIago%5CCONFIG%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml" rel="File-List"></link><style>
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</style> <br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: right;"><o:p></o:p>Para <span style="color: #cc33cc; font-weight: bold;">Rosinha</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></div><div class="MsoNormal" face="times new roman" style="font-style: italic; text-align: center;">a menina buliçosa</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">olhou, mexeu, sentiu</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">aprendeu o segredo das coisas</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">pulou, dançou na lousa</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">tanto fez que conseguiu:</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">desabrochou como rosa.</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><o:p> </o:p></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;">Lou Vilela</div><div style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif; text-align: center;"><i><br /></i></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-family: times new roman; font-style: italic; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">.</span> </div><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-4115719534835283818?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com19tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-28970149601574645312009-06-20T08:33:00.012-03:002011-01-26T19:59:42.937-03:00Black power<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/SjzKzqQqfnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/T67CTu4emA0/s1600-h/Poesia+visual+-+black+power.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/SjzKzqQqfnI/AAAAAAAAAXY/T67CTu4emA0/s400/Poesia+visual+-+black+power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349373446275628658" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-2897014960157464531?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-77678328928213283242009-06-17T18:31:00.003-03:002011-01-26T19:59:58.625-03:00Não tem quem aguente<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/Sjlil_88HzI/AAAAAAAAAVg/g_F30nkS79c/s1600-h/image00424.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 241px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/Sjlil_88HzI/AAAAAAAAAVg/g_F30nkS79c/s320/image00424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348414437440888626" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;">Tem certas dores</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">que dão de repente</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">não tem quem aguente.</span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Dor de barriga </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">é a acrobata lombriga</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dançando escondida?</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;">Dor de ouvido</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">é o travesso mosquito</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">zanzando, zunindo?</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Dor de dente </span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">é o teimoso pica-pau</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tamborilando na gente?</span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Dor de cabeça</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">é a sábia suindara</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">rasgando mortalha?</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Dor de garganta</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">é a aranha arteira</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tramando sua teia?</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Pra dor sarar</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">que tal um beijinho</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">e muito carinho?</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Lou Vilela</span><br /></div><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span></span><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-7767832892821328324?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-26289358810516112992009-06-17T18:21:00.002-03:002010-08-08T11:20:30.090-03:00Lobo bobo<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/SjlfsbWMLCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/P2A3ZawLoP4/s1600-h/lobomau.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348411249338887202" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/SjlfsbWMLCI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/P2A3ZawLoP4/s400/lobomau.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; float: left; height: 179px; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; width: 154px;" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">“Era uma casa muito engraçada, não tinha porta, não tinha nada”... </span></span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />Também não morava lá nenhuma vovó. E assim, o lobo percebeu a troca de endereços. Quis se esconder, mas era tarde demais! A casa vermelha o encantara. Era toda decorada com sentimentos. Ali, na ante-sala do coração, o lobo mau percebeu o quanto era bobo.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Hoje em dia, quando se ouve um uivo em noite de lua cheia sabe-se que é mais um lobo espalhando poesia em sua cantiga de amor.</span></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></span><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 100%;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Lou Vilela<br /><span style="color: white;">.</span><br /></span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-2628935881051611299?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-73113453973823815612009-06-17T18:03:00.002-03:002011-01-26T20:00:13.344-03:00Ritmos e rimas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/SjlbmbYjxLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1aUFcisFI5w/s1600-h/bumba+meu+boi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 186px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/SjlbmbYjxLI/AAAAAAAAAU4/1aUFcisFI5w/s320/bumba+meu+boi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348406748223095986" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;">Vista um sorriso colorido<br />Venha pra rua brincar<br />Escolha o ritmo da dança<br />A rima pode inventar<br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;">Escolhi uma ciranda<br />Ciranda vem cirandar<br />Na roda da Lia ou na minha<br />O que importa é dançar<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;">O menino de azul<br />De tímido, nada tem<br />Escolheu o maracatu<br />E chamou-me de meu bem<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">A professora Filó</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Entrou na brincadeira</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Escolheu o carimbó</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">E balançou as “cadeiras”</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;">O filho de Sr. João<br />Comeu, encheu a pança<br />Pra dançar bumba-meu-boi<br />Tem que ter muita sustância<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Com gaita e bombacha</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">O gaúcho surgiu</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sapateando a chula</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A turma aplaudiu</span><br /></div><br /><div style="font-style: italic; text-align: left;">Vamos? É a sua vez<br />Dance, rime à vontade<br />Do Oiapoque ao Chuí<br />Não importa a idade<br /><br /><br />Lou Vilela<br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;">.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-7311345397382381561?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-75492684665379472872009-06-17T12:55:00.005-03:002011-01-26T20:00:28.686-03:00Cadê o dono?<span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Para <span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);">Pedro Henrique</span>.</span><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tc4mHaUFSgc/R_t4f3kn-PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O77afkJrhY4/S220/Detetive%2Bmanezinho.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tc4mHaUFSgc/R_t4f3kn-PI/AAAAAAAAAAw/O77afkJrhY4/S220/Detetive%2Bmanezinho.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">De quem é o sino?<br />É da mimosa<br />- Vaca charmosa.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;">E a coleira?<br />É do radar<br />- Cão de guarda espetacular.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">E o carrinho?<br />É do João<br />- Amigo-irmão.<br /></div><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">E a boneca assanhada?</span><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;">É da Maria<br />- Menina-alegria.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">E o chapéu?<br />É do valente cowboy<br />- Meu herói.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-style: italic;">E o avental?<br />É da sublime poesia<br />- Meu anjo-guia.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;">E o amor?<br />É chocolate quente<br />Aquece o coração de toda a gente.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Lou Vilela</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255); font-style: italic;">.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-7549268466537947287?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4965164261253771757.post-68051820643008336662009-06-16T21:44:00.007-03:002011-01-26T20:00:47.024-03:00A princemiga e a formicesa<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="color: white;">.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Para </span><span style="color: #cc33cc; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Rose</span><span style="font-style: italic;"> e </span><span style="color: #cc33cc; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">Taci</span><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span></div></div><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S_g0R2_4b_I/AAAAAAAAAxU/q6aANiygu-0/s1600/formiga.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_1Y9j6ODUE2k/S_g0R2_4b_I/AAAAAAAAAxU/q6aANiygu-0/s320/formiga.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span><span style="font-style: italic;">A formicesa trabalhava</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">dia e noite, noite e dia.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A princemiga se enfeitava,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">comia e dormia.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">A princemiga num dia de sol,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">seguiu a formicesa...</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">“tão pequenininha, carregando a comida.”</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Sentiu um orgulho imenso, com ela aprendeu.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">O tempo passou, a princemiga cresceu.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Mudou tanto que ficou</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">com jeitinho de formicesa.</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">E não é que a princemiga</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">tinha ficado mais linda?</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Lou Vilela</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4965164261253771757-6805182064300833666?l=ritmoserimas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Lou Vilelahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02529759644430255761noreply@blogger.com2