<?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' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915</id><updated>2012-02-03T11:01:18.240-08:00</updated><category term='SAUDADE'/><category term='RECORDAÇÕES'/><category term='ESPERANÇA'/><category term='REGIONAIS'/><category term='SONETOS'/><category term='NATUREZA'/><category term='APRENDIZADO'/><category term='RONDEL'/><category term='SONHOS'/><category term='HOMENAGENS'/><category term='AMOR'/><category term='PAZ'/><title type='text'>DESPERTAR</title><subtitle type='html'>Quando tudo parece estar adormecido há uma eclosão e vem à tona o que estava escondido, como a pérola na ostra. O meu desabrochar com as letras chegou com a maturidade. Para mim é um universo novo. Mas será mesmo novo?


OBRIGADA PELO CARINHO DE CADA SEGUIDOR. BEIJOS! NENECA BARBOSA</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' 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/&gt;No meu mundo fabuloso tem um jardim &lt;br /&gt;Nele jorra uma fonte de água cristalina&lt;br /&gt;Como cântico mavioso de um querubim&lt;br /&gt;Onde o íntimo da minha alma se descortina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me criança a correr com tranquilidade&lt;br /&gt;Querendo imitar as borboletas que voam&lt;br /&gt;Por sobre as flores desejando a liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Sutis viajantes dos ares, os céus povoam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe no meu mundo encantado uma fada&lt;br /&gt;À noite visita a minha imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Com ela vôo feliz e fico enamorada&lt;br /&gt;Explode de amor meu secreto coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como são enigmáticas minhas emoções&lt;br /&gt;Vou seguindo sem medo a direção do vento&lt;br /&gt;Longe de entender as fantasias e ilusões&lt;br /&gt;Que se vão como nuvens a cada momento. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consigo alcançar os píncaros das montanhas&lt;br /&gt;Lá chegando abro minha caixa de memória&lt;br /&gt;Tudo é mágico e faz-me lembrar as façanhas.&lt;br /&gt;Que formaram o mosaico da minha história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 19/01/2012&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5348719606876398451?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5348719606876398451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5348719606876398451' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5348719606876398451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5348719606876398451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2012/01/meu-mundo-encantado.html' title='MEU MUNDO ENCANTADO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Q8lpQ0NHF6U/TxiKVmcXXfI/AAAAAAAADKY/hOzE0nbbq-I/s72-c/monet-claude-le-pont-japonaise-2801674.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7125038551174971237</id><published>2012-01-11T14:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T12:20:57.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DE VOLTA AO SERTÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp81b-7ueRQ/Tw4RNjEfdMI/AAAAAAAADJ0/OP87HRCishU/s1600/Caating01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Yp81b-7ueRQ/Tw4RNjEfdMI/AAAAAAAADJ0/OP87HRCishU/s200/Caating01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696509503120307394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajo do litoral ao sertão&lt;br /&gt;Pra rever minha terra querida&lt;br /&gt;Onde vivi maior parte da vida&lt;br /&gt;Longe da tal civilização.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui cheguei sob o sol ardente&lt;br /&gt;Vendo a diferença na ramagem&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre me alegro na viagem&lt;br /&gt;De voltar ao meu sertão valente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordo com o nascer do sol&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo o canto da passarada&lt;br /&gt;Desde a chegada da madrugada&lt;br /&gt;Até o dia apagar seu farol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deito numa rede na varanda&lt;br /&gt;Esperando a chegada do luar&lt;br /&gt;Do vento forte que vem cantar&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela canção de ciranda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A emoção tomou conta de mim&lt;br /&gt;O mugir do gado no curral&lt;br /&gt;Soou naquele pequeno arraial&lt;br /&gt;Só faltou a fragrância do jasmim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volto pra casa e sinto saudade&lt;br /&gt;De tudo que para trás deixei&lt;br /&gt;E um profundo suspiro soltei&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração chorou de verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 11/01/2012&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7125038551174971237?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7125038551174971237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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jabuticaba&lt;br /&gt;Traz no olhar a beleza e o fulgor do luar&lt;br /&gt;Tão puro que brilha sobre as ondas do mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentada na relva fria a pequena sorri&lt;br /&gt;Encanta-se com o cantar do bem-te-vi.&lt;br /&gt;Na face reflete a pureza angelical&lt;br /&gt;Sem medo caminha de forma natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descontraída solta os cabelos ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Imaginação fértil naquele momento&lt;br /&gt;Em sua alma nascem as mais belas fantasias&lt;br /&gt;Que estão recheadas de emoções e magias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quadro que desperta no poeta a inspiração&lt;br /&gt;De compor versos sonoros de uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Alegrando o coração daquela menina&lt;br /&gt;Que contente acolhe o sol de cada matina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 10/01/2012&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gVaaEcgFYwU/Tw7Zqb0eP-I/AAAAAAAADKM/z0epd_j_Bw4/s72-c/menina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-867290636054835666</id><published>2012-01-05T05:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T05:48:38.194-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUADRAS PARA MILENA (NETA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ocXMcJmXdAk/TwWp8ka2kQI/AAAAAAAADJQ/6dFSFJUAbbg/s200/024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694144161913409794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0V8oCUJEiVc/TwWp0_sFzQI/AAAAAAAADJE/dXxz-oiSGpY/s1600/PQAAAJ8CH1JS9VZz9mOfZmnKmY7IuWKt-S96kOLUnsuBd2yfCAsMurvxroSVUAxCJvELnLqJlSEs5uACCZBOxZOIzFsAm1T1UHhCrvNY3jvR0XZvi46CX9YapBED.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0V8oCUJEiVc/TwWp0_sFzQI/AAAAAAAADJE/dXxz-oiSGpY/s200/PQAAAJ8CH1JS9VZz9mOfZmnKmY7IuWKt-S96kOLUnsuBd2yfCAsMurvxroSVUAxCJvELnLqJlSEs5uACCZBOxZOIzFsAm1T1UHhCrvNY3jvR0XZvi46CX9YapBED.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694144031794515202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJcUmrBrq58/TwWps1UGjuI/AAAAAAAADI4/QZ1IlzW7WSA/s1600/PQAAALalyhz4BZGvm6SIZ2I0tyHf0VQvYKHGJdn9jpZ7HWfLn6cRG4FB-XrRsAJA_nPQekIOlCF-tMETw6UKFQUs8TAAm1T1UBZvmDX9cHOL5HK_TMCgiYwagmEo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PJcUmrBrq58/TwWps1UGjuI/AAAAAAAADI4/QZ1IlzW7WSA/s200/PQAAALalyhz4BZGvm6SIZ2I0tyHf0VQvYKHGJdn9jpZ7HWfLn6cRG4FB-XrRsAJA_nPQekIOlCF-tMETw6UKFQUs8TAAm1T1UBZvmDX9cHOL5HK_TMCgiYwagmEo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694143891570593506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MENINA FLOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Formosa como uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Milena desabrochou&lt;br /&gt;Gerada com muito amor&lt;br /&gt;Ao planeta ela chegou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para cumprir uma missão&lt;br /&gt;Que conduzirá sua vida &lt;br /&gt;Receberá cada lição&lt;br /&gt;Pelo seu anjo é protegida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperta essa menininha&lt;br /&gt;Alegra meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Por ser a sua vovozinha&lt;br /&gt;Afago-a com emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam que felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;Com seu sorriso maroto&lt;br /&gt;Se sente bem à vontade &lt;br /&gt;No seu baby-conforto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já começou a engatinhar&lt;br /&gt;Demonstrando sua alegria&lt;br /&gt;Seu mundo vai desbravar&lt;br /&gt;Com muita sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que comida mais gostosa&lt;br /&gt;Servindo pra o crescimento&lt;br /&gt;Dessa menina formosa&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo cada momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banho de balde relaxa&lt;br /&gt;Para curtir um soninho&lt;br /&gt;Na água os brinquedos acha&lt;br /&gt;Gosta muito do golfinho.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sente-se bem protegida&lt;br /&gt;No colinho da mamãe&lt;br /&gt;Pois ela foi escolhida&lt;br /&gt;Para esta nobre missão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pai rega com amor&lt;br /&gt;Essa flor muito especial&lt;br /&gt;Dádiva do Criador  &lt;br /&gt;De essência divinal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Milena é muito querida&lt;br /&gt;Também pela bisavó&lt;br /&gt;Flor que perfumou sua vida&lt;br /&gt;Essa menina é seu xodó! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do vovô é uma estrelinha&lt;br /&gt;Que brilha em seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Como fica engraçadinha &lt;br /&gt;Quando brinca pelo chão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos tios é pérola rara&lt;br /&gt;Por seu brilho interior&lt;br /&gt;Irradia luz em sua seara&lt;br /&gt;Coroada com muito amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 04/12/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-867290636054835666?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/867290636054835666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PMzWmranR7Y/TwWqDXZW8jI/AAAAAAAADJc/e-OONbrvI0A/s72-c/PQAAAE4Ti8oEebIrpPUW40CZcszKz-uEem04WmFTWaHCmfVqcIgq654l6b_IzkqCYpFUYge4FYnxDviEvRQDZS830DYAm1T1UCa_j2FWuknXN_XAFmBfeIfcKD2v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-5787209429448772991</id><published>2011-12-20T17:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T10:16:51.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ALQUIMIA DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbP7SdUBq28/TvE-BZdZhaI/AAAAAAAADHw/CDP2yxokCQs/s1600/o%2Bmilagre%2Bdo%2Bamor_thumb%255B3%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbP7SdUBq28/TvE-BZdZhaI/AAAAAAAADHw/CDP2yxokCQs/s200/o%2Bmilagre%2Bdo%2Bamor_thumb%255B3%255D.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688395998080632226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abro a porta e reverencio a beleza da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Inalo suavemente o perfume de uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Consigo transmutá-la na alquimia do amor&lt;br /&gt;Deixando minha jornada bem mais colorida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo nos ares beija-flores e borboletas&lt;br /&gt;Saltitando suavemente por todo o jardim&lt;br /&gt;Ao toque da música maviosa de um flautim&lt;br /&gt;Sinto toda a sensibilidade das violetas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma se enleva nesta profunda magia&lt;br /&gt;Escuto o cantar dos pássaros ao alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;Depois da tempestade vejo o arco-íris nascer&lt;br /&gt;Renovando meus sonhos contidos na poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é chama viva que aquece como sol&lt;br /&gt;Gota de orvalho que fecunda meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Equilíbrio que permeia o caminho da evolução&lt;br /&gt;Transformando meu bem viver num belo arrebol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 20/12/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5787209429448772991?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5787209429448772991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5787209429448772991' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5787209429448772991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5787209429448772991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/12/alquimia-do-amor.html' title='ALQUIMIA DO AMOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tbP7SdUBq28/TvE-BZdZhaI/AAAAAAAADHw/CDP2yxokCQs/s72-c/o%2Bmilagre%2Bdo%2Bamor_thumb%255B3%255D.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1097423598069233459</id><published>2011-12-17T11:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T11:01:18.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MEU BARQUINHO DE PAPEL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCKL16gSJU0/Tuzpt9rBauI/AAAAAAAADHk/lTJPq3QnGaM/s1600/barcodepapel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCKL16gSJU0/Tuzpt9rBauI/AAAAAAAADHk/lTJPq3QnGaM/s200/barcodepapel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5687177405320489698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desceu pelas correntezas da vida&lt;br /&gt;O meu frágil barquinho de papel&lt;br /&gt;Levou com ele minha despedida&lt;br /&gt;Em versos colocados num farnel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá do céu uma estrela luminosa&lt;br /&gt;Assistia meu barquinho desfilar&lt;br /&gt;Todo enfeitado com fitas formosas&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, foi recebido pelo mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aventureiro, porém destemido&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as ondas veleja solitário &lt;br /&gt;Seu caminhar é sempre protegido&lt;br /&gt;A luz do luar pinta um belo cenário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiçá, aporte numa ilha deserta&lt;br /&gt;Não tema! Vai encontrar a esperança&lt;br /&gt;As estrelas irão ser sua coberta&lt;br /&gt;Guarde consigo meus sonhos de criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 17/12/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1097423598069233459?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1097423598069233459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1097423598069233459' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1097423598069233459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1097423598069233459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/12/meu-barquinho-de-papel.html' title='MEU BARQUINHO DE PAPEL'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oCKL16gSJU0/Tuzpt9rBauI/AAAAAAAADHk/lTJPq3QnGaM/s72-c/barcodepapel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4272902852258361314</id><published>2011-12-16T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T14:35:12.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFRATERNIZAÇÃO DE NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02pZdpogTc0/TuuO6-fhYyI/AAAAAAAADHY/b_OBqLpeS-c/s1600/jesusfamilia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02pZdpogTc0/TuuO6-fhYyI/AAAAAAAADHY/b_OBqLpeS-c/s200/jesusfamilia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686796098344149794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos dar as mãos pra nossa confraternização&lt;br /&gt;Sentir em cada ser humano um verdadeiro irmão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natal é época de renovação e de esperança&lt;br /&gt;Unidos vamos alcançar um tempo de bonança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer uma grande festa para o aniversariante&lt;br /&gt;Jesus veio ao mundo trazendo sua luz radiante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqueçamos todos, nos braços da fraternidade&lt;br /&gt;Viver cada experiência com muita dignidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que não falte o pão na mesa dos menos protegidos&lt;br /&gt;Pela justiça terrena às vezes esquecidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembremos das crianças que na noite pernoitam&lt;br /&gt;No Natal, recebem apenas, os ventos que açoitam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao ouvirmos o repicar dos sinos na capelinha&lt;br /&gt;Agradeçamos a Jesus, nossa grande estrelinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 16/12/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4272902852258361314?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4272902852258361314/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4272902852258361314' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4272902852258361314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4272902852258361314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/12/confraternizacao-de-natal.html' title='CONFRATERNIZAÇÃO DE NATAL'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-02pZdpogTc0/TuuO6-fhYyI/AAAAAAAADHY/b_OBqLpeS-c/s72-c/jesusfamilia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1584816950271521944</id><published>2011-12-11T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T15:59:41.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>TRIBUTO A CHICO XAVIER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QeLbN9T-Jjs/TuVDyWjIhMI/AAAAAAAADHA/fbSGF8qyJpQ/s1600/chico-xavier-31.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 193px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QeLbN9T-Jjs/TuVDyWjIhMI/AAAAAAAADHA/fbSGF8qyJpQ/s200/chico-xavier-31.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685024636950578370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viveu dignamente sua encarnação&lt;br /&gt;O querido médium Chico Xavier&lt;br /&gt;Cumprindo com muito amor sua missão&lt;br /&gt;Semeou no Brasil seu nobre saber&lt;br /&gt;A humildade foi sua grande lição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi submetido às provas do caminho&lt;br /&gt;Para ascender seu espírito imortal&lt;br /&gt;Compreendia que não estava sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Consciente do seu verdadeiro ideal&lt;br /&gt;Abraçava seus irmãos com carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como espírito de escol foi escolhido&lt;br /&gt;Para a propagação do Espiritismo&lt;br /&gt;Seu trabalho espiritual foi seguido&lt;br /&gt;Com amor, disciplina e dinamismo&lt;br /&gt;Exerceu o sacerdócio recebido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 11/12/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1584816950271521944?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1584816950271521944/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1584816950271521944' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1584816950271521944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1584816950271521944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/12/tributo-chico-xavier.html' title='TRIBUTO A CHICO XAVIER'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QeLbN9T-Jjs/TuVDyWjIhMI/AAAAAAAADHA/fbSGF8qyJpQ/s72-c/chico-xavier-31.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-5888283668048141950</id><published>2011-12-11T13:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T08:35:11.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NATAL SOLIDÁRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAg3wlNjVMY/TuUmjsQluSI/AAAAAAAADG0/Mwxjy6wxHWI/s1600/PQAAADXvdk41Tc0IoqOHwNj1CfnA2cq7sppqT0e7I-guWK3ViTH5qscFOyNeGCJdYj5hoSEEcEUEv8_S2MOoRQ8wXp4Am1T1UNID-JkgpRlFStbXyJOS_EKjYiff.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAg3wlNjVMY/TuUmjsQluSI/AAAAAAAADG0/Mwxjy6wxHWI/s200/PQAAADXvdk41Tc0IoqOHwNj1CfnA2cq7sppqT0e7I-guWK3ViTH5qscFOyNeGCJdYj5hoSEEcEUEv8_S2MOoRQ8wXp4Am1T1UNID-JkgpRlFStbXyJOS_EKjYiff.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684992499243137314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma grande estrela brilhou no céu&lt;br /&gt;Anunciando a chegada de um menino&lt;br /&gt;Trazendo a missão de rasgar o véu&lt;br /&gt;Da ignorância das leis do divino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a humanidade não despertou&lt;br /&gt;Com as lições preciosas da Boa Nova&lt;br /&gt;Pois através de Jesus, Deus enviou&lt;br /&gt;Para superar com fé cada prova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o Natal seja de renovação&lt;br /&gt;Com o esplendor de um belo alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;Alimentar com luz o coração&lt;br /&gt;Permitir um novo homem renascer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hinos de glória caiam sobre o Planeta&lt;br /&gt;Pra que haja paz e solidariedade&lt;br /&gt;Ao longe ouvir o clarim da corneta &lt;br /&gt;Conclamando para a fraternidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,  11/12/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5888283668048141950?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5888283668048141950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5888283668048141950' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5888283668048141950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5888283668048141950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/12/natal-solidario.html' title='NATAL SOLIDÁRIO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cAg3wlNjVMY/TuUmjsQluSI/AAAAAAAADG0/Mwxjy6wxHWI/s72-c/PQAAADXvdk41Tc0IoqOHwNj1CfnA2cq7sppqT0e7I-guWK3ViTH5qscFOyNeGCJdYj5hoSEEcEUEv8_S2MOoRQ8wXp4Am1T1UNID-JkgpRlFStbXyJOS_EKjYiff.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2224265831866050113</id><published>2011-08-04T19:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T07:51:03.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVRE-ARBÍTRIO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvJZPkd99Fc/TjtP5dwDgCI/AAAAAAAADGY/g6SQURFeFE8/s1600/p.txt.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 173px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvJZPkd99Fc/TjtP5dwDgCI/AAAAAAAADGY/g6SQURFeFE8/s200/p.txt.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5637187207241629730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As escolhas fazem parte da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Há o tempo de semear e de colher&lt;br /&gt;Somos livres pra bem ou mal viver&lt;br /&gt;O amor é nosso ponto de partida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuidar com carinho da sementeira&lt;br /&gt;Extirpando todas ervas daninhas&lt;br /&gt;Pra sermos bons operários das vinhas&lt;br /&gt;Livrando-nos de tão torpe cegueira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter livre-arbítrio é fundamental&lt;br /&gt;Pra as atitudes do nosso dia a dia&lt;br /&gt;Convivermos com a mente sadia&lt;br /&gt;Construindo metas de um Ser integral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscar no bem a nossa liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Unindo sentimentos com razão&lt;br /&gt;Poder sair deste mundo de ilusão&lt;br /&gt;E agirmos com responsabilidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 04/08/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2224265831866050113?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2224265831866050113/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2224265831866050113' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2224265831866050113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2224265831866050113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/08/livre-arbitrio.html' title='LIVRE-ARBÍTRIO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VvJZPkd99Fc/TjtP5dwDgCI/AAAAAAAADGY/g6SQURFeFE8/s72-c/p.txt.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3278247019980806883</id><published>2011-08-02T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-28T09:09:34.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BANHO DE CHUVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvMEBhZxD7k/TjhBTfa-YGI/AAAAAAAADGQ/Oa84RLHVlRg/s1600/rain%252Csmile%252Clovely%252Cgirl-66a93d40bd81e07379df678341a297c1_h_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvMEBhZxD7k/TjhBTfa-YGI/AAAAAAAADGQ/Oa84RLHVlRg/s200/rain%252Csmile%252Clovely%252Cgirl-66a93d40bd81e07379df678341a297c1_h_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636326736762134626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relembro saudosa dos tempos idos&lt;br /&gt;Por serem da memória tão queridos&lt;br /&gt;Dos banhos de chuva lá na biqueira&lt;br /&gt;Da velha casa, minha companheira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentia no corpo os pingos deslizando&lt;br /&gt;As incertezas eles iam lavando&lt;br /&gt;Saboreava feliz cada emoção&lt;br /&gt;A chuva também é renovação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois que cessava sua melodia &lt;br /&gt;Um lindo arco-íris no céu aparecia&lt;br /&gt;Pintei uma tela no meu imaginário&lt;br /&gt;Ao passar voando um belo canário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo o cheiro da terra molhada&lt;br /&gt;O verde do mato seguindo a estrada&lt;br /&gt;Dando vida nova à Mãe Natureza&lt;br /&gt;Que generosa doa-se com nobreza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cortejava as belas flores dos campos, &lt;br /&gt;Que serviam de pouso pra os pirilampos,&lt;br /&gt;As suas diversas cores encantavam&lt;br /&gt;As manhãs que mais bonitas ficavam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 02/08/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3278247019980806883?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3278247019980806883/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3278247019980806883' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3278247019980806883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3278247019980806883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/08/banho-de-chuva.html' title='BANHO DE CHUVA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvMEBhZxD7k/TjhBTfa-YGI/AAAAAAAADGQ/Oa84RLHVlRg/s72-c/rain%252Csmile%252Clovely%252Cgirl-66a93d40bd81e07379df678341a297c1_h_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-399601927941498824</id><published>2011-08-01T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T04:01:46.961-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ELOS DE AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGDiiL2Z2M8/TjbhgAa65KI/AAAAAAAADGI/kFR1HMRDhc0/s1600/img.php.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGDiiL2Z2M8/TjbhgAa65KI/AAAAAAAADGI/kFR1HMRDhc0/s200/img.php.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635939923685729442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é um dos sublimes sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Onde seus elos servem de alimento&lt;br /&gt;Para que haja o reencontro de duas almas&lt;br /&gt;Que felizes bailam nas manhãs calmas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Descobrem-se pela lei da atração&lt;br /&gt;Aflora a saudade no coração&lt;br /&gt;No ar sentem o perfume do jasmim&lt;br /&gt;Plantado com desvelo no jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como os metais há uma fusão&lt;br /&gt;Das emoções em grande profusão&lt;br /&gt;Onde se dá verdadeira alquimia&lt;br /&gt;Deixando suas vidas em harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São elos de amor da chama divina&lt;br /&gt;Qual a luz do sol que se descortina&lt;br /&gt;Com seus raios luminosos no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Que refletem na água pura da fonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 01/08/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-399601927941498824?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/399601927941498824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=399601927941498824' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/399601927941498824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/399601927941498824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/08/elos-de-amor.html' title='ELOS DE AMOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-XGDiiL2Z2M8/TjbhgAa65KI/AAAAAAAADGI/kFR1HMRDhc0/s72-c/img.php.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3750479903238187232</id><published>2011-07-28T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T17:12:46.145-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TEMOR DA MORTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J333-qBM5-g/TjGP3nO8ccI/AAAAAAAADGA/K4X7s7srEGY/s1600/deep-breath.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J333-qBM5-g/TjGP3nO8ccI/AAAAAAAADGA/K4X7s7srEGY/s200/deep-breath.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634442794404442562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte é temida pelo ser humano&lt;br /&gt;Por não recordar a sua vida no astral&lt;br /&gt;Nele vai continuar o seu  aprendizado&lt;br /&gt;Para depois voltar ao mundo carnal&lt;br /&gt;Onde novo roteiro será executado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte é uma realidade absoluta&lt;br /&gt;Contida nas sábias leis universais&lt;br /&gt;Servindo para o espírito trabalhar&lt;br /&gt;Recebendo do Criador muitos sinais&lt;br /&gt;Para a evolução conseguir alcançar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De aparência triste chega sorrateira&lt;br /&gt;Faz-se necessário viver preparado&lt;br /&gt;Para a chegada da inefável passagem&lt;br /&gt;Que não conhecendo seu tempo marcado&lt;br /&gt;O homem é surpreendido para sua viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 28/07/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3750479903238187232?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3750479903238187232/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3750479903238187232' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3750479903238187232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3750479903238187232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/07/temor-da-morte.html' title='TEMOR DA MORTE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J333-qBM5-g/TjGP3nO8ccI/AAAAAAAADGA/K4X7s7srEGY/s72-c/deep-breath.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7955053627641978089</id><published>2011-07-27T16:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:15:36.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALÉM DO HORIZONTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zbnk98VEx4w/TjCkk2kunNI/AAAAAAAADF4/MFhKcecPi0M/s1600/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zbnk98VEx4w/TjCkk2kunNI/AAAAAAAADF4/MFhKcecPi0M/s200/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634184086872300754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentada num tablado por sobre um canal&lt;br /&gt;Onde se descortinava um verde arrozal&lt;br /&gt;Assisti ao belo pôr-do-sol com emoção&lt;br /&gt;Seus raios dourados cobriam a vegetação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absorta nos meus pensamentos mergulhei&lt;br /&gt;Envolvida por saudável brisa viajei&lt;br /&gt;Buscando encontrar bem além do horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos de amor que me servirão como ponte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unirei cada elo com muita intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Conquistarei como um pássaro a liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Para resgatar meu passado com confiança&lt;br /&gt;E cultivar no presente a doce esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim ascenderei à luz dentro do meu Ser&lt;br /&gt;Pra que no caminho possa transparecer&lt;br /&gt;No corpo e no espírito a luminosidade&lt;br /&gt;Que se expandirá por toda uma eternidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7955053627641978089?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7955053627641978089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7955053627641978089' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7955053627641978089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7955053627641978089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/07/alem-do-horizonte.html' title='ALÉM DO HORIZONTE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Zbnk98VEx4w/TjCkk2kunNI/AAAAAAAADF4/MFhKcecPi0M/s72-c/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7984891813783133622</id><published>2011-07-19T12:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T06:03:22.801-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A JANELA DO POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_3FmiuwDXI/TiXX_tNldaI/AAAAAAAADFw/o_082nWBLo4/s1600/a-janela-da-poesiajanela-de-po.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_3FmiuwDXI/TiXX_tNldaI/AAAAAAAADFw/o_082nWBLo4/s200/a-janela-da-poesiajanela-de-po.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631144398564980130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, abre o poeta sua janela,&lt;br /&gt;Para contemplar bela paisagem&lt;br /&gt;Ao longe ouve o sino da capela&lt;br /&gt;Pássaros cantam sobre a ramagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A natureza é sua inspiração&lt;br /&gt;Flui com intensidade a poesia&lt;br /&gt;Não sente o peso da solidão&lt;br /&gt;Porque carrega n’alma a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguro joga fora as quimeras&lt;br /&gt;Seus sonhos divisa no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Vê no jardim encantadas heras&lt;br /&gt;Que refletem nas águas da fonte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À tarde contempla o pôr-do-sol&lt;br /&gt;Na lira toca uma melodia&lt;br /&gt;Admira a beleza do arrebol&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo no corpo sua energia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No céu fita as estrelas piscando&lt;br /&gt;Aguarda também a luz do luar&lt;br /&gt;Na mente uma tela vai pintando&lt;br /&gt;Consegue a imaginação soltar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dentro de si nasce uma verdade&lt;br /&gt;A conquista do verdadeiro amor&lt;br /&gt;Onde conseguirá a liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Pra matar o egoísmo com rigor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 19/07/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7984891813783133622?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7984891813783133622/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7984891813783133622' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7984891813783133622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7984891813783133622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/07/janela-do-poeta.html' title='A JANELA DO POETA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-D_3FmiuwDXI/TiXX_tNldaI/AAAAAAAADFw/o_082nWBLo4/s72-c/a-janela-da-poesiajanela-de-po.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3057442474626305441</id><published>2011-07-14T17:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T08:21:42.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MUDANÇAS INTERNAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcSzceBc9MI/Th-G8kPICGI/AAAAAAAADFo/MqgtwbL26OI/s1600/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcSzceBc9MI/Th-G8kPICGI/AAAAAAAADFo/MqgtwbL26OI/s200/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5629366434313799778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através dos milênios vem a Humanidade&lt;br /&gt;Percorrendo seus caminhos na evolução&lt;br /&gt;Em nenhum momento ficou na orfandade&lt;br /&gt;Por receber do Deus divino sua benção. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo mergulhada na grande cegueira &lt;br /&gt;Cultivando apenas valores materiais &lt;br /&gt;Embotou na mente a tortura da fogueira&lt;br /&gt;Deixando pra trás valores espirituais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No íntimo d’ alma sente a falta do amor&lt;br /&gt;Por não querer construir a paz em sua morada &lt;br /&gt;Trava uma luta com o seu mundo interior&lt;br /&gt;Tem  conscientemente  cada cena gravada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É chegada a hora das mudanças internas&lt;br /&gt;Para o equilíbrio no Planeta florescer&lt;br /&gt;O homem não vive mais jungido às cavernas&lt;br /&gt;Precisa reconhecer qual o seu dever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 14/07/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3057442474626305441?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3057442474626305441/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3057442474626305441' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3057442474626305441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3057442474626305441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/07/mudancas-internas.html' title='MUDANÇAS INTERNAS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vcSzceBc9MI/Th-G8kPICGI/AAAAAAAADFo/MqgtwbL26OI/s72-c/%25C3%258Dndice.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-5831667278223841087</id><published>2011-06-22T12:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T07:43:08.093-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SEJA UM AUTO-OBSERVADOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvIPvOb6_a8/TgJFbAWkFzI/AAAAAAAADFg/DfazYd3Qsww/s1600/solitude%255B13%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvIPvOb6_a8/TgJFbAWkFzI/AAAAAAAADFg/DfazYd3Qsww/s200/solitude%255B13%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621131615165224754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No exercício diário da meditação&lt;br /&gt;Desenvolveremos a sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;Aguçando os sentidos com intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Deixando eclodir a divina inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que sejamos verdadeiros observadores&lt;br /&gt;Da multiplicidade dos comportamentos&lt;br /&gt;Não embotando no coração bons sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Conquistará nossa alma sublimes valores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabendo do desempenho da nossa mente &lt;br /&gt;Que fabrica máscaras com criatividade&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhemos para que a originalidade,&lt;br /&gt;Da fagulha interior torne-se plenamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nossas mensagens sejam para o leitor&lt;br /&gt;Belas melodias de amor e contentamento&lt;br /&gt;Que servirão de antídoto pra o sofrimento &lt;br /&gt;Da humanidade que vive no desamor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 22/06/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5831667278223841087?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5831667278223841087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5831667278223841087' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5831667278223841087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5831667278223841087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/06/seja-um-auto-observador.html' title='SEJA UM AUTO-OBSERVADOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LvIPvOb6_a8/TgJFbAWkFzI/AAAAAAAADFg/DfazYd3Qsww/s72-c/solitude%255B13%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-5424844464686322180</id><published>2011-06-19T15:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:27:31.693-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFIA E SEGUE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eey6KaVKX5Q/Tf50Vbe1reI/AAAAAAAADFY/cSA3oEUlRhQ/s1600/tumblr_l52kvla9nC1qb9gj4o1_500_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eey6KaVKX5Q/Tf50Vbe1reI/AAAAAAAADFY/cSA3oEUlRhQ/s200/tumblr_l52kvla9nC1qb9gj4o1_500_large.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620057296508136930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No turbilhão da vida, segue adiante&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhe com amor, seja confiante&lt;br /&gt;Prepare com fé um terreno fecundo&lt;br /&gt;Pra que a Paz, seja a redenção do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A existência na Terra é temporária&lt;br /&gt;A luta do conhecer-se é diária&lt;br /&gt;Segure na charrua e não desanime&lt;br /&gt;A sementeira divina é sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedilhe a lira com sons harmoniosos&lt;br /&gt;Transformando-os em fachos luminosos&lt;br /&gt;Amainando no seu irmão os sofrimentos&lt;br /&gt;Elevando na prece os pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminhe pelas trilhas do universo, &lt;br /&gt;Na energia cósmica ficará imerso&lt;br /&gt;Cultive na alma o sincero perdão&lt;br /&gt;E as quimeras, as águas levarão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 19/06/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5424844464686322180?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5424844464686322180/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5424844464686322180' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5424844464686322180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5424844464686322180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/06/confia-e-segue.html' title='CONFIA E SEGUE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eey6KaVKX5Q/Tf50Vbe1reI/AAAAAAAADFY/cSA3oEUlRhQ/s72-c/tumblr_l52kvla9nC1qb9gj4o1_500_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4612985995931431393</id><published>2011-06-15T16:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T08:18:45.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PEDRA BRUTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahZgc05mgjo/TflEixzTA-I/AAAAAAAADFI/adzpAm60egs/s1600/pb.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahZgc05mgjo/TflEixzTA-I/AAAAAAAADFI/adzpAm60egs/s200/pb.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618597374396138466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como pedra bruta, preciso do cinzel do escultor&lt;br /&gt;Para as arestas do meu espírito poder lapidar&lt;br /&gt;Lançar em terreno fértil as sementes de fé e amor&lt;br /&gt;Contidas nas lições do Cristo, para a alma renovar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combater os vícios e restaurar enfermidades&lt;br /&gt;Com esmero, trabalhar as intenções edificantes &lt;br /&gt;Ultrapassando com coragem as adversidades&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me iluminar pelas estrelas cintilantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ter como meta, polir a pedra bruta com firmeza&lt;br /&gt;Para amenizar as marcas, deixadas pelo caminho&lt;br /&gt;Construindo, assim, em base sólida minha fortaleza&lt;br /&gt;Cuidarei das minhas rosas, aparando cada espinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O trabalho será árduo, para me tornar boa artesã&lt;br /&gt;Descobrir na grandeza do silêncio o conhecimento&lt;br /&gt;Que me levará a buscar a verdade em cada manhã&lt;br /&gt;Abrindo na minha mente a porta para o entendimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,15/06/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4612985995931431393?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4612985995931431393/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4612985995931431393' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4612985995931431393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4612985995931431393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/06/pedra-bruta.html' title='PEDRA BRUTA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ahZgc05mgjo/TflEixzTA-I/AAAAAAAADFI/adzpAm60egs/s72-c/pb.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8828318407294058087</id><published>2011-06-10T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T04:08:28.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>JANELA DO CORAÇÂO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFlLtlAxpKE/TfJr-zdYvqI/AAAAAAAADFA/J6g62l8BUj4/s1600/my%252Bmulher%252Bjanela%252Bmaio%252B06%252B333333%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252Bwoman_window_wife_treasurer_hi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFlLtlAxpKE/TfJr-zdYvqI/AAAAAAAADFA/J6g62l8BUj4/s200/my%252Bmulher%252Bjanela%252Bmaio%252B06%252B333333%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252Bwoman_window_wife_treasurer_hi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616670411993956002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debruçada na sacada, fito o firmamento&lt;br /&gt;A saudade invade meu ser, naquele momento&lt;br /&gt;O sol já brilhava no céu com intensidade &lt;br /&gt;Cobrindo o jardim com a sua luminosidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo as rosas com multicores desabrochando&lt;br /&gt;Nelas, abelhas, beija-flores se alimentando&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o florescer da Vida de cada estação&lt;br /&gt;Abro sorrindo a janela do meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo a luz me invadir, para afastar a tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Na vidraça da minha alma, faço uma limpeza&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho nos meus sonhos, doce companhia!&lt;br /&gt;Faculto-me ao prazer de tê-los na travessia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero cultivar o amor em forma de canção&lt;br /&gt;Na jornada como aprendiz, vou espalhar o pão&lt;br /&gt;Seguir a estrela guia que me conduz à esperança&lt;br /&gt;De continuar a caminhada com segurança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa, &lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 10/06/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8828318407294058087?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8828318407294058087/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8828318407294058087' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8828318407294058087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8828318407294058087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/06/janela-do-coracao.html' title='JANELA DO CORAÇÂO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dFlLtlAxpKE/TfJr-zdYvqI/AAAAAAAADFA/J6g62l8BUj4/s72-c/my%252Bmulher%252Bjanela%252Bmaio%252B06%252B333333%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252B%252Bwoman_window_wife_treasurer_hi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3660767231752700551</id><published>2011-06-09T08:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T10:03:08.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O CAMINHAR DO POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2VS0IqZslI/TfDs6Eq6P0I/AAAAAAAADE4/hOfyX9ex7rc/s1600/viajante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2VS0IqZslI/TfDs6Eq6P0I/AAAAAAAADE4/hOfyX9ex7rc/s200/viajante.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616249217761296194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai o poeta caminhando, sem ter direção&lt;br /&gt;É livre. Sai declamando cada emoção&lt;br /&gt;Seus versos tornam-se música magistral&lt;br /&gt;Vêm por inspiração da essência divinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha para o céu, tem do piloto a coragem&lt;br /&gt;Deposita os sentimentos em sua bagagem&lt;br /&gt;Navega pelos mares, não teme a tempestade&lt;br /&gt;Rompe fronteiras com muita serenidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É gigantesco seu universo inspirador&lt;br /&gt;Sua alma é imantada pelo perfume da flor&lt;br /&gt;Carinhosamente constrói cada poesia&lt;br /&gt;Com a simetria de uma bela melodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O poeta canta em seus poemas a liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Deixa florescer no coração a humildade&lt;br /&gt;No seu castelo interior cintila a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Encanta-se com tudo, como uma criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viajante, vive seus sonhos pelas andanças&lt;br /&gt;Solitário, traz na memória suas lembranças&lt;br /&gt;À noitinha em silêncio a cabeça reclina&lt;br /&gt;Acorda com o brilho do sol da matina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 09/06/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3660767231752700551?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3660767231752700551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3660767231752700551' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3660767231752700551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3660767231752700551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-caminhar-do-poeta.html' title='O CAMINHAR DO POETA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-V2VS0IqZslI/TfDs6Eq6P0I/AAAAAAAADE4/hOfyX9ex7rc/s72-c/viajante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3769614711740198830</id><published>2011-05-31T10:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T10:55:37.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAÚ DAS LEMBRANÇAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_lSqVouO2V4/TeUrMfCNiAI/AAAAAAAADEs/6NXX4yQoz90/s1600/m_bau.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_lSqVouO2V4/TeUrMfCNiAI/AAAAAAAADEs/6NXX4yQoz90/s200/m_bau.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612940004076390402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abro com saudade o baú das lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Mergulho sem medo, no tempo de criança&lt;br /&gt;Mundo de fantasia e sonhos fascinantes&lt;br /&gt;Brincava feliz com passos saltitantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembro-me da minha boneca de pano&lt;br /&gt;Que estava presente no meu cotidiano&lt;br /&gt;Aconchegava no peito com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Cantava para ela pegar no soninho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De mansinho, chega na minha memória&lt;br /&gt;A presença dos ciganos com sua história&lt;br /&gt;Pedindo ao meu Pai, arrego por poucos dias&lt;br /&gt;Povo livre, de grande sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No vasto pátio da casa, erguiam suas tendas&lt;br /&gt;Os seus causos para mim, pareciam lendas&lt;br /&gt;Juntava-me as suas crianças para brincar&lt;br /&gt;Com a vida do sítio, volto a sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordo também da minha juventude &lt;br /&gt;Repleta de energia, vigor e inquietude &lt;br /&gt;Os sentimentos eram intensamente&lt;br /&gt;Vividos, de maneira tão transparente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo palpitante, novas experiências&lt;br /&gt;Entre todas elas havia as preferências,&lt;br /&gt;Já na cidade, podendo desfrutar&lt;br /&gt;O que lá no sítio não podia ofertar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circo, parque de diversões e cinema&lt;br /&gt;Emoções que transcrevo neste poema.&lt;br /&gt;O passeio na praça também tão divertido!&lt;br /&gt;Onde um relacionamento era escolhido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi então, que meu companheiro encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Juntamente com ele muito batalhei&lt;br /&gt;No jardim do lar, botões que vi nascendo&lt;br /&gt;No afago dos meus braços foram crescendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim eu vou seguindo na caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentando muitas provas na jornada&lt;br /&gt;Deixando brotar no coração o amor&lt;br /&gt;Onde nos meus versos procuro transpor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João pessoa, 31/05/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3769614711740198830?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3769614711740198830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3769614711740198830' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3769614711740198830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3769614711740198830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/05/bau-das-lembrancas.html' title='BAÚ DAS LEMBRANÇAS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_lSqVouO2V4/TeUrMfCNiAI/AAAAAAAADEs/6NXX4yQoz90/s72-c/m_bau.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-891492352221945020</id><published>2011-05-26T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-27T07:20:08.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O FLORESCER DE UMA FLOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3YvO5YUBF4/Td7Wt1BeWZI/AAAAAAAADEk/3TGjoY1W29k/s1600/c_animfact_13.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3YvO5YUBF4/Td7Wt1BeWZI/AAAAAAAADEk/3TGjoY1W29k/s200/c_animfact_13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5611158268565936530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhando o florescer de uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Quer seja no campo ou no jardim&lt;br /&gt;Não necessita ser um jasmim&lt;br /&gt;Pra o seu sensível observador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu pólen voa nas asas do vento&lt;br /&gt;Nos frágeis bicos dos passarinhos&lt;br /&gt;Que vão semeando pelos caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Dando a paisagem novo ornamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a sua sublime exuberância &lt;br /&gt;Vê o sutil balé das borboletas&lt;br /&gt;Exibindo  suas belas silhuetas&lt;br /&gt;Envolvidas pela sua fragrância&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Se todos sentissem o amor&lt;br /&gt;O mundo seria bem diferente&lt;br /&gt;A alma se tornava mais consciente&lt;br /&gt;E entenderia a beleza da flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 26/05/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-891492352221945020?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/891492352221945020/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=891492352221945020' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/891492352221945020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/891492352221945020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-florescer-de-uma-flor.html' title='O FLORESCER DE UMA FLOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y3YvO5YUBF4/Td7Wt1BeWZI/AAAAAAAADEk/3TGjoY1W29k/s72-c/c_animfact_13.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8232275967342023119</id><published>2011-04-30T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T14:42:03.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O SERTANEJO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpHhmjK0-CQ/TbypBljMKdI/AAAAAAAADEc/NUq4kWbFkeU/s1600/sertanejo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpHhmjK0-CQ/TbypBljMKdI/AAAAAAAADEc/NUq4kWbFkeU/s200/sertanejo.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601537881266727378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sertanejo vai desbravando &lt;br /&gt;Com muita coragem o sertão&lt;br /&gt;Pelas suas trilhas segue cantando &lt;br /&gt;Montado faceiro em seu alazão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A caatinga é também sua morada&lt;br /&gt;Conhece bem aquele torrão&lt;br /&gt;Onde seguro campeia a boiada&lt;br /&gt;Protegido pelo seu gibão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De uma popular sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;No Criador deposita confiança&lt;br /&gt;Os raios do sol fazem companhia&lt;br /&gt;No coração cultiva a esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É forte como o mandacaru&lt;br /&gt;Que resiste a seca com bravura&lt;br /&gt;É destemido como um bambu&lt;br /&gt;Carrega n' alma grande ternura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontra desafios no caminho&lt;br /&gt;Que supera por ser lutador&lt;br /&gt;À noite volta pra seu ranchinho&lt;br /&gt;Construído com carinho e amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 30/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8232275967342023119?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8232275967342023119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8232275967342023119' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8232275967342023119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8232275967342023119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-sertanejo-forte.html' title='O SERTANEJO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HpHhmjK0-CQ/TbypBljMKdI/AAAAAAAADEc/NUq4kWbFkeU/s72-c/sertanejo.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2526445608745652150</id><published>2011-04-29T17:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-21T05:57:44.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O PERFUME DO SEU AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBenjXxTPvo/TbtSQxB60rI/AAAAAAAADEE/c-x4QvopdVY/s1600/amor20virtua1dq0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBenjXxTPvo/TbtSQxB60rI/AAAAAAAADEE/c-x4QvopdVY/s200/amor20virtua1dq0.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5601161009558114994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos versos deste poema fiz uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Sonoras notas tocaram meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Minh' alma foi tomada por fugaz torpor&lt;br /&gt;Pressenti no ar, sutil perfume do seu amor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele é como o florescer de uma bela flor&lt;br /&gt;Que vem banhada pelo sol com seu vigor&lt;br /&gt;É a luz das estrelas a guiar o meu caminho&lt;br /&gt;É a cândida ternura que afaga meu ninho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu perfume me embala com a voz do vento&lt;br /&gt;Inebria meu corpo servindo de acalento&lt;br /&gt;Ao fechar os olhos sinto-me acariciada&lt;br /&gt;Tal qual a areia, que pelas ondas é beijada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu frescor tem doce fragrância da magia&lt;br /&gt;Culminando com a beleza da poesia &lt;br /&gt;Do orvalho são gotículas a me envolver &lt;br /&gt;Nas encantadas manhãs que vejo nascer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 29/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2526445608745652150?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2526445608745652150/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2526445608745652150' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2526445608745652150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2526445608745652150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-perfume-do-teu-amor.html' title='O PERFUME DO SEU AMOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-eBenjXxTPvo/TbtSQxB60rI/AAAAAAAADEE/c-x4QvopdVY/s72-c/amor20virtua1dq0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8664959773907355327</id><published>2011-04-09T17:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:47:56.111-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACRÓSTICO - CAROLINA (NETA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed03DaxQoxY/TaD9VE9e7VI/AAAAAAAADDc/7EuI2c4LA1Q/s1600/OgAAAC_ITqwRheFWlyRlEQ9IUsM_uZiNLKD10izBli0Wvwj60uPU8ULBvUoU8MK12RQYEDv0v8zx5aEbQ4hrRLvAmf8Am1T1UBEZ2hECzfrz_ptNiPf9THjDRziE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed03DaxQoxY/TaD9VE9e7VI/AAAAAAAADDc/7EuI2c4LA1Q/s200/OgAAAC_ITqwRheFWlyRlEQ9IUsM_uZiNLKD10izBli0Wvwj60uPU8ULBvUoU8MK12RQYEDv0v8zx5aEbQ4hrRLvAmf8Am1T1UBEZ2hECzfrz_ptNiPf9THjDRziE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593749275744857426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C riança especial que&lt;br /&gt;A ma e é amada&lt;br /&gt;R evela no olhar&lt;br /&gt;O amor que lhe envolve&lt;br /&gt;L uz terna de uma estrela&lt;br /&gt;I manta todos com seu sorriso&lt;br /&gt;N ão sendo preciso as palavras&lt;br /&gt;A nte a fortaleza de uma guerreira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vovó Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;30//11/08&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8664959773907355327?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8664959773907355327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8664959773907355327' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8664959773907355327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8664959773907355327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/04/acrostico-carolina-neta.html' title='ACRÓSTICO - CAROLINA (NETA)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ed03DaxQoxY/TaD9VE9e7VI/AAAAAAAADDc/7EuI2c4LA1Q/s72-c/OgAAAC_ITqwRheFWlyRlEQ9IUsM_uZiNLKD10izBli0Wvwj60uPU8ULBvUoU8MK12RQYEDv0v8zx5aEbQ4hrRLvAmf8Am1T1UBEZ2hECzfrz_ptNiPf9THjDRziE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1315985155366975299</id><published>2011-04-09T17:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-09T17:49:00.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ACRÓSTICO - MILENA (NETA)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UPBpOdv1dss/TaD6w0fRCQI/AAAAAAAADDU/1GkU1jfDDSc/s1600/04042011160802.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UPBpOdv1dss/TaD6w0fRCQI/AAAAAAAADDU/1GkU1jfDDSc/s200/04042011160802.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5593746453824604418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MILENA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M ilena nasceu&lt;br /&gt;I rradiando amor&lt;br /&gt;L uz que acendeu&lt;br /&gt;E manando calor&lt;br /&gt;N o seu lar vai florescer&lt;br /&gt;A flor que  veremos crescer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vovó Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;Recife, 04/04/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1315985155366975299?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1315985155366975299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1315985155366975299' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1315985155366975299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1315985155366975299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/04/acrostico-milena-neta.html' title='ACRÓSTICO - MILENA (NETA)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UPBpOdv1dss/TaD6w0fRCQI/AAAAAAAADDU/1GkU1jfDDSc/s72-c/04042011160802.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-406430408116406259</id><published>2011-03-30T04:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T04:20:04.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIKAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSRjNuItd1o/TZMRs3cUQLI/AAAAAAAADC0/UN76V2oyuK8/s1600/outononeneca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 107px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSRjNuItd1o/TZMRs3cUQLI/AAAAAAAADC0/UN76V2oyuK8/s200/outononeneca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589831024991551666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O outono chegou&lt;br /&gt;Formando belo tapete&lt;br /&gt;Cobrindo minh' alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 25/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-406430408116406259?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/406430408116406259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=406430408116406259' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/406430408116406259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/406430408116406259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/03/haikai_8967.html' title='HAIKAI'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mSRjNuItd1o/TZMRs3cUQLI/AAAAAAAADC0/UN76V2oyuK8/s72-c/outononeneca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2739085847280814140</id><published>2011-03-30T04:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T04:08:19.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIKAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-derXcEPAEuA/TZMPHonsF5I/AAAAAAAADCs/8C1AZC-XvOM/s1600/haikaineneca.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-derXcEPAEuA/TZMPHonsF5I/AAAAAAAADCs/8C1AZC-XvOM/s200/haikaineneca.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589828186334304146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WsIBjg-dY6U/TZMOuK_ibrI/AAAAAAAADCk/yUmToT3rDrk/s1600/art190.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-WsIBjg-dY6U/TZMOuK_ibrI/AAAAAAAADCk/yUmToT3rDrk/s200/art190.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589827748884541106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A folhagem cai&lt;br /&gt;Nas manhãs belas de outono&lt;br /&gt;Há renovação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 28/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2739085847280814140?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2739085847280814140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2739085847280814140' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2739085847280814140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2739085847280814140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/03/haikai_30.html' title='HAIKAI'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-derXcEPAEuA/TZMPHonsF5I/AAAAAAAADCs/8C1AZC-XvOM/s72-c/haikaineneca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8190292278769880760</id><published>2011-03-30T04:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-30T04:05:15.374-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAIKAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ8UB8S2JGM/TZMN0dqJguI/AAAAAAAADCc/8cm443gu8OY/s1600/nn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ8UB8S2JGM/TZMN0dqJguI/AAAAAAAADCc/8cm443gu8OY/s200/nn.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589826757462688482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lua bela no céu&lt;br /&gt;Fascinante com seu olhar&lt;br /&gt;Desperta meus sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa &lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 21/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8190292278769880760?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8190292278769880760/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8190292278769880760' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8190292278769880760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8190292278769880760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/03/haikai.html' title='HAIKAI'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vZ8UB8S2JGM/TZMN0dqJguI/AAAAAAAADCc/8cm443gu8OY/s72-c/nn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4063494860329586950</id><published>2011-03-11T16:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T07:00:41.137-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO ALTO DA MONTANHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IY6ATn_OzAY/TXq_ioyYLLI/AAAAAAAADA0/RgQCLSlN_D4/s1600/75-Travessia-Serra-Negra.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IY6ATn_OzAY/TXq_ioyYLLI/AAAAAAAADA0/RgQCLSlN_D4/s200/75-Travessia-Serra-Negra.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582985289864326322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo-me leve como uma pluma&lt;br /&gt;Alço vôos até ao cume da montanha&lt;br /&gt;Sob o céu claro sem nenhuma bruma &lt;br /&gt;Fico feliz pela minha façanha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maravilho-me com uma choupana&lt;br /&gt;Desgastada por vendavais da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Serviu-me de abrigo a velha cabana&lt;br /&gt;Onde humildemente fui acolhida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite veio com minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;Senti as estrelas mais perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Vi-me diante daquela imensidão&lt;br /&gt;Desejei  a  visita de um querubim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entregue aos meus pensamentos dormi&lt;br /&gt;Pela brisa do vento fui beijada&lt;br /&gt;Sem medos, a liberdade senti&lt;br /&gt;Por uma bela manhã fui acordada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu corpo foi coberto pelo sol&lt;br /&gt;Que afagou com leveza  minha fronte&lt;br /&gt;Desperta,  ouvi o trinar de um rouxinol&lt;br /&gt;Levantei e fui banhar-me numa fonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em prece agradeci pelos momentos&lt;br /&gt;De sonhar com uma nova aventura&lt;br /&gt;Nutrindo de prazer meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Na tela mental fiz uma pintura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;11/03/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4063494860329586950?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4063494860329586950/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4063494860329586950' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4063494860329586950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4063494860329586950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/03/no-alto-da-montanha.html' title='NO ALTO DA MONTANHA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IY6ATn_OzAY/TXq_ioyYLLI/AAAAAAAADA0/RgQCLSlN_D4/s72-c/75-Travessia-Serra-Negra.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-5508980953161736324</id><published>2011-02-20T13:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T17:39:52.675-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>TAPETE VERDINHO ( RONDEL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHweTexXeCo/TWGEI1TpL2I/AAAAAAAAC-s/Xh7wuWS2_uY/s1600/OgAAAB_Y9-Iw15CbU5tQzQBf185WBTJwytKkw9Ua7if_or6hvzxSYaBE1OESdF7gBcp5AMRn7vbgPAc3csKI2LGCeaIAm1T1UGzEr71EgqQ57JTRliiYqX_98Aw6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHweTexXeCo/TWGEI1TpL2I/AAAAAAAAC-s/Xh7wuWS2_uY/s200/OgAAAB_Y9-Iw15CbU5tQzQBf185WBTJwytKkw9Ua7if_or6hvzxSYaBE1OESdF7gBcp5AMRn7vbgPAc3csKI2LGCeaIAm1T1UGzEr71EgqQ57JTRliiYqX_98Aw6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5575883100944674658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chuva chega ao meu sertão&lt;br /&gt;Formando  um tapete verdinho&lt;br /&gt;Embelezando meu cantinho&lt;br /&gt;Dando-me uma grande lição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus cuida de cada ninho&lt;br /&gt;Existente em sua Criação&lt;br /&gt;A chuva chega ao meu sertão&lt;br /&gt;Formando um tapete verdinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No peito explodiu a emoção&lt;br /&gt;Chegando como um torvelinho&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo enorme sensação&lt;br /&gt;Como inebriada pelo vinho&lt;br /&gt;A chuva chega ao meu sertão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;20/02/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5508980953161736324?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5508980953161736324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5508980953161736324' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5508980953161736324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5508980953161736324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/tapete-verdinho.html' title='TAPETE VERDINHO ( RONDEL)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lHweTexXeCo/TWGEI1TpL2I/AAAAAAAAC-s/Xh7wuWS2_uY/s72-c/OgAAAB_Y9-Iw15CbU5tQzQBf185WBTJwytKkw9Ua7if_or6hvzxSYaBE1OESdF7gBcp5AMRn7vbgPAc3csKI2LGCeaIAm1T1UGzEr71EgqQ57JTRliiYqX_98Aw6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-308379780168258839</id><published>2011-02-12T12:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T12:02:49.355-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SONHO REALIZADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxCXP2k3Kok/TVbnVoaGvAI/AAAAAAAAC-k/3nLdUz44wpc/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxCXP2k3Kok/TVbnVoaGvAI/AAAAAAAAC-k/3nLdUz44wpc/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572895947727748098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos fazem parte da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Uns realizei, outros não consegui&lt;br /&gt;Pela luta do dia-a-dia que vivi,&lt;br /&gt;Porém, jamais me darei por vencida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui sempre ávida do conhecimento&lt;br /&gt;Para incorporar ao meu aprendizado&lt;br /&gt;Que vem comigo de um longo passado&lt;br /&gt;Servindo pra minha alma de alimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca é tarde pra os sonhos realizar,&lt;br /&gt;Um deles, entrar numa faculdade&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, já estando na maturidade&lt;br /&gt;No vestibular consegui passar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitória que alegrou meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Novas experiências vão surgir&lt;br /&gt;Sentir no peito cada emoção fluir&lt;br /&gt;Voar, e dar asas a imaginação.   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa   &lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 11/02/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-308379780168258839?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/308379780168258839/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=308379780168258839' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/308379780168258839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/308379780168258839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/sonho-realizado.html' title='SONHO REALIZADO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxCXP2k3Kok/TVbnVoaGvAI/AAAAAAAAC-k/3nLdUz44wpc/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4937547929739481491</id><published>2011-02-08T10:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:35:36.244-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCERTO DOS PÁSSAROS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TVGHogZwfSI/AAAAAAAAC9k/8J_q7olbGck/s1600/PSSARO%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TVGHogZwfSI/AAAAAAAAC9k/8J_q7olbGck/s200/PSSARO%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571383343996501282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa bela manhã, de inverno no sertão,&lt;br /&gt;Acordo com os pássaros em sinfonia&lt;br /&gt;Ouço um concerto de verdadeira harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Que meu coração alvoroçou de emoção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles voam em bando por sobre os arvoredos    &lt;br /&gt;Fazem nas árvores seus delicados ninhos&lt;br /&gt;Que servem de esconderijos entre espinhos&lt;br /&gt;Para gerarem as novas vidas sem medos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Livres, alçam vôos pela imensidão dos céus&lt;br /&gt;Mostrando ao homem que é possível ser feliz&lt;br /&gt;Sem destruir a natureza, seiva motriz,&lt;br /&gt;Tirando-o da ignorância e rasgando os véus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Momentos como estes ficam eternizados&lt;br /&gt;Gravados em minhas memoráveis lembranças&lt;br /&gt;Que me acompanham desde os tempos de criança&lt;br /&gt;Desejando com carinho serem guardados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,08/02/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4937547929739481491?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4937547929739481491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4937547929739481491' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4937547929739481491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4937547929739481491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/concerto-dos-passaros.html' title='CONCERTO DOS PÁSSAROS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TVGHogZwfSI/AAAAAAAAC9k/8J_q7olbGck/s72-c/PSSARO%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2481426620861989506</id><published>2011-02-07T10:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T13:14:40.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>OTIMISMO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TVBBU_hTKhI/AAAAAAAAC9U/7FRr9rbwyu4/s1600/carvalho-arvore-%257E-AA002415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TVBBU_hTKhI/AAAAAAAAC9U/7FRr9rbwyu4/s200/carvalho-arvore-%257E-AA002415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571024567961594386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando refletindo sobre o otimismo&lt;br /&gt;Navegando pelo um rio caudaloso&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de experiência de idealismo&lt;br /&gt;Que guiará meu futuro laborioso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo diante de tantas adversidades&lt;br /&gt;Devo ter a coragem do carvalho&lt;br /&gt;Que enfrenta com firmeza as tempestades&lt;br /&gt;Dando-me força para o meu trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser persistente e ter habilidade&lt;br /&gt;Pra vencer os percalços do caminho.&lt;br /&gt;Meus sonhos serão minha prioridade&lt;br /&gt;Onde cuidarei com todo carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voando como águia pelas alturas&lt;br /&gt;Com paciência romperei as fronteiras&lt;br /&gt;Livrando-me das velhas armaduras&lt;br /&gt;Que fazem da minh’alma prisioneira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 07/02/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2481426620861989506?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2481426620861989506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2481426620861989506' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2481426620861989506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2481426620861989506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/otimismo.html' title='OTIMISMO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TVBBU_hTKhI/AAAAAAAAC9U/7FRr9rbwyu4/s72-c/carvalho-arvore-%257E-AA002415.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-270911037001559285</id><published>2011-02-06T16:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T05:11:45.831-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O DESPERTAR DA CONSCIÊNCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TU87QJ1lcmI/AAAAAAAAC9M/dkB9a8ux27Y/s1600/MOMENTO%2BAMOR%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TU87QJ1lcmI/AAAAAAAAC9M/dkB9a8ux27Y/s200/MOMENTO%2BAMOR%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570736412785209954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o ser humano fecha o seu interior&lt;br /&gt;Fugindo das suas responsabilidades&lt;br /&gt;Nasce o egoísmo que se faz condutor&lt;br /&gt;De gerar em sua alma a intranqüilidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trilha muitas vezes a rota da dor&lt;br /&gt;Sob o sol causticante queimam seus pés,&lt;br /&gt;Por não aprender que somente o amor&lt;br /&gt;Livrará sua vida de cada revés.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A morte do ego torna-se necessário &lt;br /&gt;Para o despertamento da consciência&lt;br /&gt;Que se realiza com o trabalho diário&lt;br /&gt;Conquistado por cada experiência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre vigilante na auto-observação&lt;br /&gt;Para as barreiras internas derrubar&lt;br /&gt;Vai disciplinando sua concentração&lt;br /&gt;Atos que no dia-a-dia vão desabrochar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somente através da auto-educação&lt;br /&gt;Esmera sua luta com boa vontade&lt;br /&gt;Fantasmas psicológicos cessarão&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, ele encontrará a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 06/02/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-270911037001559285?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/270911037001559285/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=270911037001559285' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/270911037001559285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/270911037001559285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-despertar-da-consciencia.html' title='O DESPERTAR DA CONSCIÊNCIA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TU87QJ1lcmI/AAAAAAAAC9M/dkB9a8ux27Y/s72-c/MOMENTO%2BAMOR%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-961093465909960912</id><published>2011-02-01T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T09:21:13.933-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RECORDAÇÕES'/><title type='text'>LEMBRANÇAS JUVENIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TUyR0og5XOI/AAAAAAAAC8k/dbM6uJwqsA8/s1600/PRAA_D%257E1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TUyR0og5XOI/AAAAAAAAC8k/dbM6uJwqsA8/s200/PRAA_D%257E1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5569987172565081314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade dos bons tempos juvenis&lt;br /&gt;Com o frescor das tardes primaveris&lt;br /&gt;Passeando na praça de mãos dadas&lt;br /&gt;Onde juras de amor eram seladas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O bailado das flores nos saudava&lt;br /&gt;Com o som de uma canção que embalava&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos em forma de belos botões&lt;br /&gt;Feliz juventude, cheia de emoções.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No coração a paixão eclodia&lt;br /&gt;Tal a explosão ardente da poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que faz a alma do poeta vibrar&lt;br /&gt;Fitando a luz flamejante do luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, como o tempo se faz mensageiro!&lt;br /&gt;Desses encantamentos passageiros&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o despertar da maturidade&lt;br /&gt;Que é construída com serenidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa, &lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 01/02/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-961093465909960912?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/961093465909960912/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=961093465909960912' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/961093465909960912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/961093465909960912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/lembrancas-juvenis.html' title='LEMBRANÇAS JUVENIS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TUyR0og5XOI/AAAAAAAAC8k/dbM6uJwqsA8/s72-c/PRAA_D%257E1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7975490175941422767</id><published>2011-02-01T09:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T15:09:57.792-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMENAGENS'/><title type='text'>HOMENAGEM AO CENTENÁRIO DO NASCIMENTO DO MEU PAI (IN MEMORIAN) 27/01/2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spsGVkpd5kg/Tuksvd1LfNI/AAAAAAAADHM/0SdsLQix_10/s1600/PQAAAOvoBs-cVOZc15BNNO-q9D_Wk5H3AOsQiXigxFQIj6OvjLJdzS9NIhzeLZCpuGZFBhFhly_A4NWYHDWv4ZyX-hgAm1T1UE2osoJ6MHZUoe5IZsbFRNa0tgnf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spsGVkpd5kg/Tuksvd1LfNI/AAAAAAAADHM/0SdsLQix_10/s200/PQAAAOvoBs-cVOZc15BNNO-q9D_Wk5H3AOsQiXigxFQIj6OvjLJdzS9NIhzeLZCpuGZFBhFhly_A4NWYHDWv4ZyX-hgAm1T1UE2osoJ6MHZUoe5IZsbFRNa0tgnf.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686125198505114834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai, comemoramos o centenário&lt;br /&gt;Pelo seu nascimento especial.&lt;br /&gt;Foram gravados em nosso relicário&lt;br /&gt;Valores que perpetuarão no astral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deu-nos lições de sua honestidade&lt;br /&gt;Que acompanharam nossos caminhos&lt;br /&gt;Ensinou-nos a solidariedade&lt;br /&gt;De amparar o próximo com carinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praticava a responsabilidade&lt;br /&gt;Desde as primeiras horas da aurora&lt;br /&gt;Seu intenso caráter de dignidade&lt;br /&gt;Serviram de base aos tempos de outrora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sua sabedoria nos encantava&lt;br /&gt;Sabia usar a razão e o coração&lt;br /&gt;Pros desafios que na vida encontrava&lt;br /&gt;Onde seu bom senso era a solução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estamos felizes com seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Que em nossos espíritos foi esculpido&lt;br /&gt;Ficando a saudade em nosso interior&lt;br /&gt;De cada momento que foi vivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 27/01/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7975490175941422767?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7975490175941422767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7975490175941422767' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7975490175941422767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7975490175941422767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/02/homenagem-ao-centenario-do-meu-pai-in.html' title='HOMENAGEM AO CENTENÁRIO DO NASCIMENTO DO MEU PAI (IN MEMORIAN) 27/01/2011'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-spsGVkpd5kg/Tuksvd1LfNI/AAAAAAAADHM/0SdsLQix_10/s72-c/PQAAAOvoBs-cVOZc15BNNO-q9D_Wk5H3AOsQiXigxFQIj6OvjLJdzS9NIhzeLZCpuGZFBhFhly_A4NWYHDWv4ZyX-hgAm1T1UE2osoJ6MHZUoe5IZsbFRNa0tgnf.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-689390985848770832</id><published>2011-01-22T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T16:40:25.636-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>TRANSIÇÃO PLANETÁRIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTtybvXJ4JI/AAAAAAAAC6I/KilQ5BfvSqk/s1600/imagesCAV6CX8M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTtybvXJ4JI/AAAAAAAAC6I/KilQ5BfvSqk/s200/imagesCAV6CX8M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565167585441996946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrindo a porta da nossa casa planetária&lt;br /&gt;Vamos receber a luz da espiritualidade&lt;br /&gt;Lapidar nosso espírito na luta diária&lt;br /&gt;Renascendo como fênix da obscuridade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Terra encontra-se em fase de transição&lt;br /&gt;No grande barco, Jesus é nosso timoneiro&lt;br /&gt;É preciso perseverança na renovação&lt;br /&gt;Para nos tornarmos singelos carpinteiros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Construir com beleza nossas habitações &lt;br /&gt;Plantando as flores da paz e solidariedade&lt;br /&gt;Ornamentando com os belos caramanchões &lt;br /&gt;Nossas almas que vibrarão de felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apurar a sensibilidade da intuição&lt;br /&gt;Para conquistar a maturidade espiritual&lt;br /&gt;Que fala serenamente ao nosso coração.&lt;br /&gt;Pelo profundo conhecimento divinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 22/01/2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-689390985848770832?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/689390985848770832/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=689390985848770832' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/689390985848770832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/689390985848770832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/01/transicao-planetaria.html' title='TRANSIÇÃO PLANETÁRIA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTtybvXJ4JI/AAAAAAAAC6I/KilQ5BfvSqk/s72-c/imagesCAV6CX8M.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3331732743576005491</id><published>2011-01-21T15:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T16:53:28.034-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RECORDAÇÕES'/><title type='text'>MEU FLAMBOYANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TToRKVpZI-I/AAAAAAAAC5U/k7YMF9fZv58/s1600/delonix_regia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TToRKVpZI-I/AAAAAAAAC5U/k7YMF9fZv58/s200/delonix_regia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564779158876791778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu belo Flamboyant quanta saudade!&lt;br /&gt;Recordo-me do seu porte frondoso &lt;br /&gt;Acolhendo por ser tão generoso&lt;br /&gt;Pássaros que cantam sua liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentada na varanda da casinha&lt;br /&gt;Via sua cor vermelha pintar o céu&lt;br /&gt;Estendendo-se como um grande véu&lt;br /&gt;Esperando a chegada da noitinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a lua despontava luminosa&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, cantarolava uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Grata por ter você no meu rincão&lt;br /&gt;Presente da Natureza bondosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi palco dos sonhos da juventude&lt;br /&gt;Recordações repletas de emoções&lt;br /&gt;Testemunha das ardentes paixões&lt;br /&gt;Coração em estado de plenitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, quando vejo um dos seus irmãos&lt;br /&gt;Reaviva na memória seus encantos&lt;br /&gt;Espalhando beleza pelos cantos&lt;br /&gt;No verão, flores caem em minhas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 21/01/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3331732743576005491?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3331732743576005491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3331732743576005491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3331732743576005491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3331732743576005491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/01/meu-flamboyant.html' title='MEU FLAMBOYANT'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TToRKVpZI-I/AAAAAAAAC5U/k7YMF9fZv58/s72-c/delonix_regia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7202857857306769444</id><published>2011-01-20T16:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T06:13:42.949-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>DISCIPLINANDO A MENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTjYD0GCeVI/AAAAAAAAC48/-Fo99oXaySI/s1600/O%252Bpoder%252Bda%252B%252BMente.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 196px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTjYD0GCeVI/AAAAAAAAC48/-Fo99oXaySI/s200/O%252Bpoder%252Bda%252B%252BMente.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564434899651426642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mente deve ser disciplinada&lt;br /&gt;Cuidar com sutileza dos momentos&lt;br /&gt;Que vão desabrochar os pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;É terra que precisa ser arada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Requer mudança comportamental&lt;br /&gt;Se no peito aflorar bons sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Que foram esquecidos pelo tempo&lt;br /&gt;Chegando de uma forma especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com disciplina a mente é renovada&lt;br /&gt;Pelas ações que são edificantes&lt;br /&gt;E que pelo buril foram talhadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Procura controlar as emoções&lt;br /&gt;Deixando o coração exuberante    &lt;br /&gt;Ciente, dar adeus as ilusões.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 20/01/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7202857857306769444?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7202857857306769444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7202857857306769444' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7202857857306769444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7202857857306769444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/01/disciplinando-mente.html' title='DISCIPLINANDO A MENTE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTjYD0GCeVI/AAAAAAAAC48/-Fo99oXaySI/s72-c/O%252Bpoder%252Bda%252B%252BMente.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2061057023330956242</id><published>2011-01-14T13:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T03:04:32.428-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O VALOR DAS PEQUENAS COISAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTC8TbPci_I/AAAAAAAAC3E/K9FIWVB192Y/s1600/O%2Bvalor%2Bdas%2Bpequenas%2Bcoisas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTC8TbPci_I/AAAAAAAAC3E/K9FIWVB192Y/s200/O%2Bvalor%2Bdas%2Bpequenas%2Bcoisas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562152581718641650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas minhas reflexões pude compreender&lt;br /&gt;Que as coisas pequenas têm seu valor&lt;br /&gt;Para a minh’alma que deseja ser&lt;br /&gt;Um elo divino com o Criador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que é preciso ter muita humildade&lt;br /&gt;Para aceitar cada um com seus defeitos&lt;br /&gt;Sendo renovada a humanidade&lt;br /&gt;Todos respeitarão os seus direitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas pequenas coisas se encontra o amor&lt;br /&gt;Espalhado por todos os recantos&lt;br /&gt;Desenhado na beleza da flor&lt;br /&gt;No pássaro com seu mavioso canto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O som do clarim está ecoando no ar&lt;br /&gt;Chamando pra a responsabilidade&lt;br /&gt;De por as mãos na charrua e lutar&lt;br /&gt;Pela tão almejada felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sendo o egoísmo banido do mundo&lt;br /&gt;No coração é plantado o perdão&lt;br /&gt;Então nascerá o amor mais profundo&lt;br /&gt;Deixado por Jesus em sua missão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 14/01/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2061057023330956242?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2061057023330956242/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2061057023330956242' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2061057023330956242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2061057023330956242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-valor-das-pequenas-coisas.html' title='O VALOR DAS PEQUENAS COISAS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TTC8TbPci_I/AAAAAAAAC3E/K9FIWVB192Y/s72-c/O%2Bvalor%2Bdas%2Bpequenas%2Bcoisas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2630799128506729869</id><published>2011-01-12T12:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T18:49:19.428-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>CANTEIRO DE ROSAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TS4QzN_575I/AAAAAAAAC2U/1lAg4mLaYa0/s1600/onze.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 161px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TS4QzN_575I/AAAAAAAAC2U/1lAg4mLaYa0/s200/onze.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561401061966213010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio da noite vou pintando&lt;br /&gt;No coração uma colorida tela&lt;br /&gt;Garbosas rosas que vão despertando&lt;br /&gt;Qual sol que nasce numa manhã bela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jardineiro do meu próprio canteiro&lt;br /&gt;Cada roseira cuido com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Podo os espinhos que teimam lanceiros&lt;br /&gt;Ferir a minh’alma que busca um ninho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ao longe escuto uma melodia&lt;br /&gt;Solfejada nas notas da poesia&lt;br /&gt;Minhas rosas começam a bailar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a leveza de uma bailarina.&lt;br /&gt;Alegre, volto ao tempo de menina &lt;br /&gt;Ah!  Solto a voz e começo a cantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 12/01/2011&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2630799128506729869?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2630799128506729869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2630799128506729869' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2630799128506729869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2630799128506729869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2011/01/canteiro-de-rosas.html' title='CANTEIRO DE ROSAS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TS4QzN_575I/AAAAAAAAC2U/1lAg4mLaYa0/s72-c/onze.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8104309100269861636</id><published>2010-12-21T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T10:24:31.099-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>CANTO DE AMOR DO POETA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TRDnNWSULXI/AAAAAAAACw4/GEavE1_iTLg/s1600/lira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 147px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TRDnNWSULXI/AAAAAAAACw4/GEavE1_iTLg/s200/lira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553192557054537074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dedilhando seus versos numa lira&lt;br /&gt;Suas emoções o poeta vai cantando&lt;br /&gt;As vibrações de amor vão exalando&lt;br /&gt;Da harmonia cósmica que lhe inspira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canta o poeta a magia da Natureza&lt;br /&gt;Eclodindo no coração a ternura&lt;br /&gt;Afastando do seu peito a amargura&lt;br /&gt;Na alma resplandecendo sua beleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O poeta canta de manhã à noite&lt;br /&gt;Alegrando as belas tardes fagueiras&lt;br /&gt;Não temendo os ventos e seus açoites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus versos são recheados de lirismo&lt;br /&gt;Como pássaros voam sobre as palmeiras&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentando cada um dos seus abismos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 21/12/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8104309100269861636?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8104309100269861636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8104309100269861636' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8104309100269861636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8104309100269861636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/12/canto-de-amor-do-poeta.html' title='CANTO DE AMOR DO POETA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TRDnNWSULXI/AAAAAAAACw4/GEavE1_iTLg/s72-c/lira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3523779615267750313</id><published>2010-12-18T11:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T10:52:51.925-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>SONHO DE SER BAILARINA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TQ0N98JbjrI/AAAAAAAACvc/lnUPnpbbzIE/s1600/bailarina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TQ0N98JbjrI/AAAAAAAACvc/lnUPnpbbzIE/s200/bailarina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552109273386553010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhando a beleza da lua no céu &lt;br /&gt;Reclinei a cabeça no travesseiro&lt;br /&gt;Adormeci e me vi com um troféu&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho que parecia verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi então que se abriram as cortinas&lt;br /&gt;E as luzes do palco foram acesas&lt;br /&gt;Lá estava uma linda bailarina&lt;br /&gt;Transparecia na face uma leveza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a música começou a tocar&lt;br /&gt;Seu corpo embalado pela emoção&lt;br /&gt;Foi se desprendendo do chão a voar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arrancaram aplausos as piruetas&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo de alegria seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Acordei, vi apenas as borboletas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 18/12/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3523779615267750313?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3523779615267750313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3523779615267750313' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3523779615267750313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3523779615267750313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/12/sonho-de-ser-bailarina.html' title='SONHO DE SER BAILARINA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TQ0N98JbjrI/AAAAAAAACvc/lnUPnpbbzIE/s72-c/bailarina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-410947189596863657</id><published>2010-12-18T05:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-04T06:05:05.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'>QUEM SOU EU?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TQy-OS7YaII/AAAAAAAACvU/Jcfgu0v3NN8/s1600/mulher_rosa_amarela1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TQy-OS7YaII/AAAAAAAACvU/Jcfgu0v3NN8/s200/mulher_rosa_amarela1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552021593449326722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ser humano em evolução&lt;br /&gt;Com sonhos, mas que tem fantasias&lt;br /&gt;Buscando pelas suas terapias&lt;br /&gt;Trabalhar a cada imperfeição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espírito antigo caminhando&lt;br /&gt;Com consciência ainda de criança&lt;br /&gt;Na memória não tem as lembranças&lt;br /&gt;De um passado que vem resgatando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofre, chora, e às vezes se angustia&lt;br /&gt;Não é fácil trilhar o caminho&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentar os percalços sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Que vai encontrando na travessia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem sou Eu? Um ser muito real&lt;br /&gt;Que errando e acertando vai à luta&lt;br /&gt;Desbastando sua pedra bruta&lt;br /&gt;Viajante do espaço sideral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem ideais procurando a verdade&lt;br /&gt;Nos momentos de paz e alegria&lt;br /&gt;Leva esperança e amor na poesia&lt;br /&gt;Vai conquistando a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosta de escutar a voz da fonte&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir a beleza da canção&lt;br /&gt;Notas que alegram o coração&lt;br /&gt;Ver o sol despontar no horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulher, Mãe, amiga e companheira&lt;br /&gt;O Lar é uma perfeita oficina&lt;br /&gt;Onde apara as arestas e ensina&lt;br /&gt;A cultivar n’alma a sementeira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há! Quanto ainda falto revelar&lt;br /&gt;São tantos os EUS que não dariam&lt;br /&gt;Colocar no papel, mas poderiam&lt;br /&gt;Numa nova etapa continuar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 17/12/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-410947189596863657?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/410947189596863657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=410947189596863657' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/410947189596863657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/410947189596863657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/12/quem-sou-eu.html' title='QUEM SOU EU?'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TQy-OS7YaII/AAAAAAAACvU/Jcfgu0v3NN8/s72-c/mulher_rosa_amarela1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-6334778224704365855</id><published>2010-12-08T12:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-22T04:40:48.408-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>COLCHA DE RETALHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TP_qPv6NA4I/AAAAAAAACsU/o37Zv2hOMjY/s1600/patchwork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TP_qPv6NA4I/AAAAAAAACsU/o37Zv2hOMjY/s200/patchwork.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548410822223266690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teço a vida como uma colcha de retalhos&lt;br /&gt;Com pedaços de panos de vários matizes&lt;br /&gt;Que vão servir para minha alma de agasalho&lt;br /&gt;Onde aquecida, irei consertar meus deslizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou correr em busca dos sonhos não vividos&lt;br /&gt;Deixando para trás as mágoas e as tristezas&lt;br /&gt;E me encantar mais tarde com os jardins floridos&lt;br /&gt;Enfeitiçando meu olhar com as suas belezas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na colcha de retalhos costuro a poesia&lt;br /&gt;Pregando cada verso com muito cuidado&lt;br /&gt;Desejo ver neles somente harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim vou tecendo com amor e carinho&lt;br /&gt;A colcha da Vida que espalhei no gramado&lt;br /&gt;Deitada senti o vento leve de mansinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 08/ 12/ 2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-6334778224704365855?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6334778224704365855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=6334778224704365855' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6334778224704365855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6334778224704365855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/12/colcha-de-retalhos.html' title='COLCHA DE RETALHOS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TP_qPv6NA4I/AAAAAAAACsU/o37Zv2hOMjY/s72-c/patchwork.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2712936427438861341</id><published>2010-12-06T11:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T11:53:45.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NOITE NA VARANDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TP03FU-qIeI/AAAAAAAACrU/5OQUQkbxTf0/s1600/meninalua.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TP03FU-qIeI/AAAAAAAACrU/5OQUQkbxTf0/s200/meninalua.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547650880660709858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhando o céu estrelado na varanda&lt;br /&gt;Senti a magia da noite e seus encantos&lt;br /&gt;Voltando ao belo mundo da ciranda&lt;br /&gt;Onde brincava entoando seus cantos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aflorou em mim a sensibilidade&lt;br /&gt;Recordei meus sonhos e fantasias&lt;br /&gt;Da menina com suas habilidades &lt;br /&gt;Trazendo no coração só alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei a beleza das noites de luar&lt;br /&gt;Despontando lá por detrás do monte&lt;br /&gt;Podendo com a criançada brincar&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, sentia o brilho da lua na fronte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como gosto de recordar a infância...&lt;br /&gt;Da vida no campo com sua harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Nada para mim tinha mais importância&lt;br /&gt;Do que aquela paz que n’alma sentia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As grandes redes e espreguiçadeiras&lt;br /&gt;Deixavam a varanda aconchegada&lt;br /&gt;Para a alegria da família inteira &lt;br /&gt;Onde suas histórias eram contadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo flui com tamanha intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo meus sutis pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;No coração fica minha saudade&lt;br /&gt;Quietinha! Fito o céu neste momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 06/12/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2712936427438861341?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2712936427438861341/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2712936427438861341' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2712936427438861341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2712936427438861341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/12/noite-na-varanda.html' title='NOITE NA VARANDA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TP03FU-qIeI/AAAAAAAACrU/5OQUQkbxTf0/s72-c/meninalua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8308334932320516187</id><published>2010-12-02T12:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T12:40:49.774-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JUSTIÇA E PAZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPgESCA3eZI/AAAAAAAACrE/T_DgTyW6YJQ/s1600/estatuaepomba2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 89px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPgESCA3eZI/AAAAAAAACrE/T_DgTyW6YJQ/s200/estatuaepomba2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546187648931428754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejamos um mundo renovado&lt;br /&gt;Onde a justiça tenha uma medida&lt;br /&gt;Para que exista a paz merecida&lt;br /&gt;E o homem possa viver sossegado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver a esperança nos sonhos da criança&lt;br /&gt;Que caminha em busca da liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Cultivando a semente da verdade&lt;br /&gt;Para ter um futuro de bonança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos plantar no coração o amor&lt;br /&gt;Acreditando que vai florescer&lt;br /&gt;Em cada manhã podermos colher&lt;br /&gt;Frutos da luta do nosso labor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unidos seguiremos na jornada&lt;br /&gt;Confiantes na justiça divina&lt;br /&gt;Com a luz do sol de cada matina&lt;br /&gt;Que aquece nossa alma na caminhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 02/12/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8308334932320516187?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8308334932320516187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8308334932320516187' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8308334932320516187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8308334932320516187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/12/justica-e-paz.html' title='JUSTIÇA E PAZ'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPgESCA3eZI/AAAAAAAACrE/T_DgTyW6YJQ/s72-c/estatuaepomba2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1064300882800568476</id><published>2010-11-30T12:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T05:44:22.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>LIVRO DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPVaIen1ZSI/AAAAAAAACqs/M4ly_aSBXuo/s1600/livro%2Bda%2Bvida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPVaIen1ZSI/AAAAAAAACqs/M4ly_aSBXuo/s200/livro%2Bda%2Bvida.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545437617882228002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O grande livro da minha história&lt;br /&gt;É como um palco que abre sua cortina&lt;br /&gt;Para as cenas de fracasso ou vitória &lt;br /&gt;Transformando-se numa boa oficina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nele, as experiências vou escrevendo &lt;br /&gt;Usando o tempo que tem sua missão&lt;br /&gt;De cuidar das ações que vou tecendo&lt;br /&gt;Servindo pra minha libertação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou desabrochando como uma flor&lt;br /&gt;Que encanta os olhos do jardineiro&lt;br /&gt;Compondo os meus versos com amor&lt;br /&gt;Sentirei na alma seu abraço fagueiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivarei com vontade a esperança&lt;br /&gt;De caminhar em direção da luz&lt;br /&gt;Encontrando paz em cada mudança&lt;br /&gt;No espírito eterno que me conduz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, vou escrevendo o livro da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Procurando alegrar meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Com as cores suaves da margarida&lt;br /&gt;Onde os sonhos como pétalas voarão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 30/112010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1064300882800568476?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1064300882800568476/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1064300882800568476' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1064300882800568476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1064300882800568476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/11/livro-da-vida.html' title='LIVRO DA VIDA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPVaIen1ZSI/AAAAAAAACqs/M4ly_aSBXuo/s72-c/livro%2Bda%2Bvida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3799392364761433664</id><published>2010-11-28T16:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T17:22:35.695-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PLANETA AZUL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPLz3MUMtRI/AAAAAAAACqQ/Wr74XC2Jrgw/s1600/dia-da-terra-2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPLz3MUMtRI/AAAAAAAACqQ/Wr74XC2Jrgw/s200/dia-da-terra-2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544762220770800914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terra, planeta azul de beleza&lt;br /&gt;Ímpar. Ela assim foi batizada.&lt;br /&gt;Dos céus homens viram sua realeza&lt;br /&gt;Pelas estrelas iluminada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escola abençoada por Deus&lt;br /&gt;Teto para nosso aprendizado&lt;br /&gt;Doou com amor aos filhos seus&lt;br /&gt;A Natureza como legado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos cultivá-la com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo cada um a nossa parte&lt;br /&gt;Sendo os semeadores do caminho&lt;br /&gt;Preservaremos esta obra de arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança vamos nos unir&lt;br /&gt;Em súplica pedimos ação&lt;br /&gt;Para nosso Planeta não ruir&lt;br /&gt;Salvando-o da grande destruição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 28/11/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3799392364761433664?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3799392364761433664/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3799392364761433664' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3799392364761433664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3799392364761433664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/11/planeta-azul.html' title='PLANETA AZUL'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TPLz3MUMtRI/AAAAAAAACqQ/Wr74XC2Jrgw/s72-c/dia-da-terra-2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-6046484935654350</id><published>2010-10-17T17:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T10:37:47.575-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RECORDAÇÕES'/><title type='text'>CAVALGAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TLuSjR-wz5I/AAAAAAAACjI/s3hjrlDtVEE/s1600/007.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TLuSjR-wz5I/AAAAAAAACjI/s3hjrlDtVEE/s200/007.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529174102347141010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio da noite naveguei&lt;br /&gt;No dorso das lembranças cavalguei&lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me levar pelo trotar&lt;br /&gt;Do meu cavalo, sob a luz do luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelos prados cavalgava na matina&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, revi meus sonhos de menina&lt;br /&gt;Cabelos esvoaçados pelo vento&lt;br /&gt;Sentia-me livre naquele momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galopando chegava à ribanceira&lt;br /&gt;Sob a sombra da velha catingueira&lt;br /&gt;Desnudando para mim o horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Com a mesma beleza de uma fonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto saudades das minhas raízes&lt;br /&gt;Com os suaves tons dos seus matizes&lt;br /&gt;Onde o tempo jamais apagará&lt;br /&gt;Na memória pra sempre ficará.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 17/10/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-6046484935654350?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6046484935654350/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=6046484935654350' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6046484935654350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6046484935654350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/10/cavalgar.html' title='CAVALGAR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TLuSjR-wz5I/AAAAAAAACjI/s3hjrlDtVEE/s72-c/007.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2587151942709849384</id><published>2010-10-09T06:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T09:22:59.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>GRANDEZA DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TLBxLI1XKNI/AAAAAAAAChk/uzFrQNPxssQ/s1600/amor+florido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TLBxLI1XKNI/AAAAAAAAChk/uzFrQNPxssQ/s200/amor+florido.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526041178947397842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é tal qual um rio caudaloso&lt;br /&gt;Que vai serpenteando por entre os vales&lt;br /&gt;Da nascente ao mar fica volumoso&lt;br /&gt;Destruindo na trajetória os males.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor vence cada conflito da alma&lt;br /&gt;Até desembocar no grande oceano&lt;br /&gt;A grandeza da sua essência acalma&lt;br /&gt;O universo interior do ser humano.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é como um belo roseiral&lt;br /&gt;Dentro dele jorra a fonte da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Dando as suas rosas um toque especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é como um pássaro voando &lt;br /&gt;Capaz de enfrentar a cada investida&lt;br /&gt;Que na sua caminhada vai encontrando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 08/10/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2587151942709849384?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2587151942709849384/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2587151942709849384' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2587151942709849384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2587151942709849384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/10/grandeza-do-amor.html' title='GRANDEZA DO AMOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TLBxLI1XKNI/AAAAAAAAChk/uzFrQNPxssQ/s72-c/amor+florido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4071578095082561006</id><published>2010-10-01T15:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T16:20:31.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>ABRINDO A PORTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TKZb1U_GUaI/AAAAAAAACg8/_Tb0o_L-Lo0/s1600/psique_abrindo_porta_do_jardim_de_cupido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TKZb1U_GUaI/AAAAAAAACg8/_Tb0o_L-Lo0/s200/psique_abrindo_porta_do_jardim_de_cupido.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523202964741050786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abri a porta para um velho andarilho&lt;br /&gt;Cansado pelas procelas da vida&lt;br /&gt;No rosto já não se via mais brilho&lt;br /&gt;Queimado do sol, pedindo guarida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti grande emoção naquele instante&lt;br /&gt;De poder estender a minha mão&lt;br /&gt;No céu vi uma estrela flamejante&lt;br /&gt;Dando boas vindas àquele irmão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compreendi que a vida é generosa&lt;br /&gt;E que novas portas poderei abrir&lt;br /&gt;O segredo é como o florir da rosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Revi belos sonhos de liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Que nas asas da poesia vou construir&lt;br /&gt;Com versos de amor e felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 01/10/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4071578095082561006?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4071578095082561006/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4071578095082561006' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4071578095082561006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4071578095082561006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/10/abrindo-porta.html' title='ABRINDO A PORTA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TKZb1U_GUaI/AAAAAAAACg8/_Tb0o_L-Lo0/s72-c/psique_abrindo_porta_do_jardim_de_cupido.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8048924972124052562</id><published>2010-09-24T16:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T16:21:43.042-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>MÚSICA, LINGUAGEM UNIVERSAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TJ0x0xyK-dI/AAAAAAAACgM/YiiRBv41zfA/s1600/3553751601_dd024f53d8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TJ0x0xyK-dI/AAAAAAAACgM/YiiRBv41zfA/s200/3553751601_dd024f53d8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520623501012826578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço acordes suaves de uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Dedilhados na harpa suavemente&lt;br /&gt;Transmitindo harmônica perfeição&lt;br /&gt;De energias que vibram intensamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Música, linguagem universal&lt;br /&gt;Que penetra na alma silenciosa&lt;br /&gt;Inebriando meu espírito imortal&lt;br /&gt;Ávido de melodia, poesia e prosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na minha imaginação sonhadora&lt;br /&gt;Vejo os cisnes na sua mágica dança&lt;br /&gt;Cenário de uma mente inspiradora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A música embala meus segredos&lt;br /&gt;Dos tempos memoráveis de criança&lt;br /&gt;Que feliz corria entre os arvoredos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 24/09/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8048924972124052562?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8048924972124052562/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8048924972124052562' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8048924972124052562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8048924972124052562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/musica-linguagem-universal.html' title='MÚSICA, LINGUAGEM UNIVERSAL'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TJ0x0xyK-dI/AAAAAAAACgM/YiiRBv41zfA/s72-c/3553751601_dd024f53d8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3039094286436761079</id><published>2010-09-23T09:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T09:56:43.201-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>ESTAÇÃO PRIMAVERIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TJuFPJEereI/AAAAAAAACfw/DJEw8Ug7_Zo/s1600/primavera01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TJuFPJEereI/AAAAAAAACfw/DJEw8Ug7_Zo/s200/primavera01.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520152263451913698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É chegada a estação da Primavera&lt;br /&gt;Renovando assim toda a Natureza&lt;br /&gt;Revigorando também a atmosfera&lt;br /&gt;Mudando a paisagem pela beleza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As flores encantam com alegria&lt;br /&gt;A pureza da alma de uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Transmitindo-nos pela sua magia&lt;br /&gt;Belos sonhos em forma de esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As flores são símbolos da harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Equilibrando o nosso interior&lt;br /&gt;Que vive numa constante alquimia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossos sentimentos em floração&lt;br /&gt;Acende neles a chama do amor&lt;br /&gt;Deixando feliz cada coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João pessoa, 23/09/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3039094286436761079?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3039094286436761079/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3039094286436761079' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3039094286436761079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3039094286436761079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/estacao-primaveril.html' title='ESTAÇÃO PRIMAVERIL'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TJuFPJEereI/AAAAAAAACfw/DJEw8Ug7_Zo/s72-c/primavera01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-6862547097328823135</id><published>2010-09-14T09:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T09:02:27.767-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOM SENSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TI-ch79cG2I/AAAAAAAACfY/uYGSEJVTdfc/s1600/1AB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TI-ch79cG2I/AAAAAAAACfY/uYGSEJVTdfc/s200/1AB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516800175397149538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mente deve ser ventilada&lt;br /&gt;Através de idéias salutares&lt;br /&gt;Para que a alma seja libertada &lt;br /&gt;Alçando vôos por sobre os mares&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;O bom senso deve ser usado&lt;br /&gt;Em nossas ações a praticar &lt;br /&gt;Se os vícios não forem cortados&lt;br /&gt;Não cresce o espírito milenar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Precisamos a terra cultivar&lt;br /&gt;Preparando para a semeadura&lt;br /&gt;Sementes de amor vamos plantar&lt;br /&gt;E juntos colhermos com bravura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adubando nossa plantação &lt;br /&gt;E regando com bons pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ter uma boa floração&lt;br /&gt;Com os mais singelos sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os árduos caminhos da jornada&lt;br /&gt;Por todos nós serão escolhidos&lt;br /&gt;Façamos da nossa caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Dias férteis a serem vividos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 13/09/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-6862547097328823135?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6862547097328823135/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=6862547097328823135' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6862547097328823135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6862547097328823135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/bom-senso.html' title='BOM SENSO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TI-ch79cG2I/AAAAAAAACfY/uYGSEJVTdfc/s72-c/1AB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7030378564547370472</id><published>2010-09-05T18:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T06:47:43.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>CHUVA NO SERTÃO (RONDEL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIRLmEhHBjI/AAAAAAAACeg/Q6KOMwGdvhk/s1600/CHUVA_~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIRLmEhHBjI/AAAAAAAACeg/Q6KOMwGdvhk/s200/CHUVA_~1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513614961228056114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a chuva cai no sertão&lt;br /&gt;A sua gente volta à alegria&lt;br /&gt;De ver fértil o seu torrão&lt;br /&gt;A esperança é sua companhia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepara a terra com euforia&lt;br /&gt;Com amor e dedicação&lt;br /&gt;Quando a chuva cai no sertão&lt;br /&gt;A sua gente volta à alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beleza na plantação&lt;br /&gt;Deixa um sorriso de harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Os pássaros fazem canção&lt;br /&gt;Paira no ar uma sinfonia&lt;br /&gt;Quando a chuva cai no sertão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 05/09/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7030378564547370472?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7030378564547370472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7030378564547370472' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7030378564547370472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7030378564547370472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/chuva-no-sertao.html' title='CHUVA NO SERTÃO (RONDEL)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIRLmEhHBjI/AAAAAAAACeg/Q6KOMwGdvhk/s72-c/CHUVA_~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2435268840720113569</id><published>2010-09-05T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T06:40:00.955-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>PERFUME DE JASMIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIRJJcqD0tI/AAAAAAAACeQ/TA5T0Q81pdM/s1600/Admin_Fotos_32_Jasmin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIRJJcqD0tI/AAAAAAAACeQ/TA5T0Q81pdM/s200/Admin_Fotos_32_Jasmin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513612270468584146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti o suave perfume de jasmim&lt;br /&gt;Trazido pela leveza do vento&lt;br /&gt;Enviado por algum querubim &lt;br /&gt;Deixando-me atônita no momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recordei com saudade do jardim&lt;br /&gt;Onde vivi minha infância querida&lt;br /&gt;As lembranças despertaram em mim&lt;br /&gt;Sonhos que colherei ao longo da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembrei-me das gotículas de orvalho&lt;br /&gt;Que nas manhãs molhavam minha face&lt;br /&gt;Da natureza singelo trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O jardim inteirinho florescia&lt;br /&gt;Sentia do sol seu generoso enlace&lt;br /&gt;Emoção que na poesia irradia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 06/09/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2435268840720113569?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2435268840720113569/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2435268840720113569' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2435268840720113569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2435268840720113569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/perfume-de-jasmim.html' title='PERFUME DE JASMIM'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIRJJcqD0tI/AAAAAAAACeQ/TA5T0Q81pdM/s72-c/Admin_Fotos_32_Jasmin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7223429840625054472</id><published>2010-09-03T17:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T07:43:11.944-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FRASES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIjyVEisIOI/AAAAAAAACfI/agNH8UqrlmQ/s1600/rL6mlrvspzgzQgUY3IrM.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIjyVEisIOI/AAAAAAAACfI/agNH8UqrlmQ/s200/rL6mlrvspzgzQgUY3IrM.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514924187525587170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALVORECER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada alvorecer é o despertar &lt;br /&gt;do sono profundo, onde as lições &lt;br /&gt;apontam o farol, como porto seguro&lt;br /&gt;para o nosso caminhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7223429840625054472?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7223429840625054472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7223429840625054472' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7223429840625054472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7223429840625054472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/frases.html' title='FRASES'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIjyVEisIOI/AAAAAAAACfI/agNH8UqrlmQ/s72-c/rL6mlrvspzgzQgUY3IrM.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1419280893951529805</id><published>2010-09-03T16:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:04:24.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>POETRIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIGMW9MebXI/AAAAAAAACeA/jFWiRwhadME/s1600/7272coracao1_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIGMW9MebXI/AAAAAAAACeA/jFWiRwhadME/s200/7272coracao1_picnik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512841744890097010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIGMFcuXZKI/AAAAAAAACd4/s4slG2-XBpM/s1600/images_picnik.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIGMFcuXZKI/AAAAAAAACd4/s4slG2-XBpM/s200/images_picnik.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512841444116096162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1419280893951529805?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1419280893951529805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1419280893951529805' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1419280893951529805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1419280893951529805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/09/poetrx.html' title='POETRIX'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TIGMW9MebXI/AAAAAAAACeA/jFWiRwhadME/s72-c/7272coracao1_picnik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1660833839784580858</id><published>2010-08-08T14:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:57:13.151-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>BELEZAS DO CRIADOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TF8jQjkaXzI/AAAAAAAACbo/4txX4WJqx10/s1600/Casal%2520na%2520Praia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TF8jQjkaXzI/AAAAAAAACbo/4txX4WJqx10/s200/Casal%2520na%2520Praia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503156037002878770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol se esconde no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;A tarde se despede alegremente&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de ser uma ponte&lt;br /&gt;Entre os dois hemisférios existentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite chega escura com seu véu&lt;br /&gt;Pelas estrelas é iluminada&lt;br /&gt;Elas enviam as mensagens do céu&lt;br /&gt;Servindo de guias para a caminhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lua com sua audácia chega radiante&lt;br /&gt;Deixando deslumbrado o grande mar&lt;br /&gt;Na areia, os amantes seguem adiante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como é belo o cenário da Criação!&lt;br /&gt;Sendo pra o poeta no seu versejar&lt;br /&gt;Fonte imorredoura da inspiração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 08/08/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1660833839784580858?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1660833839784580858/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1660833839784580858' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1660833839784580858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1660833839784580858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/08/belezas-do-criador.html' title='BELEZAS DO CRIADOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TF8jQjkaXzI/AAAAAAAACbo/4txX4WJqx10/s72-c/Casal%2520na%2520Praia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2996906372617784960</id><published>2010-08-08T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:57:37.486-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>MÃOS DE LUZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TF64EAaN55I/AAAAAAAACbg/XENLv0h4RBA/s1600/maos-de-luz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TF64EAaN55I/AAAAAAAACbg/XENLv0h4RBA/s200/maos-de-luz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503038173662275474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem no pequeno mundo interior&lt;br /&gt;Usando bem as suas preciosas mãos&lt;br /&gt;Deixa no coração brotar o amor&lt;br /&gt;Levando esperança aos seus irmãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permite na alma brilhar a sua luz&lt;br /&gt;Como lâmpada em forma de farol&lt;br /&gt;Guiando pelos caminhos que os conduz&lt;br /&gt;Do nascer do sol até o arrebol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apara as arestas com humildade&lt;br /&gt;Levando ao outro seu conhecimento&lt;br /&gt;Vai descobrindo em si a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o trabalho alcançará a vitória&lt;br /&gt;Que lhe dará pleno contentamento&lt;br /&gt;Escrevendo em seu livro nova história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 08/08/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2996906372617784960?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2996906372617784960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2996906372617784960' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2996906372617784960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2996906372617784960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/08/maos-de-luz.html' title='MÃOS DE LUZ'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TF64EAaN55I/AAAAAAAACbg/XENLv0h4RBA/s72-c/maos-de-luz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2358262456864861407</id><published>2010-08-06T17:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T17:26:43.112-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>JARDIM DE EMOÇÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TFyoCL21rSI/AAAAAAAACbY/DJRxbFL5OuI/s1600/Summer+Reflections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TFyoCL21rSI/AAAAAAAACbY/DJRxbFL5OuI/s200/Summer+Reflections.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502457600235908386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sinto cálidas emoções&lt;br /&gt;São como flores de um belo jardim&lt;br /&gt;Que trazem perfumes em profusões &lt;br /&gt;Transformando minh’alma num festim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração sente-se tão faceiro&lt;br /&gt;Que ousa correr ao sabor do vento&lt;br /&gt;E das quimeras não é prisioneiro&lt;br /&gt;Porque cultiva cada sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na jornada é preciso ter coragem&lt;br /&gt;Por em equilíbrio os pensamentos &lt;br /&gt;Conseguindo mudar toda plumagem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na beleza inefável da poesia&lt;br /&gt;Guardarei comigo os ensinamentos&lt;br /&gt;Ladeando minha vida de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 06/08/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2358262456864861407?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2358262456864861407/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2358262456864861407' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2358262456864861407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2358262456864861407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/08/jardim-de-emocoes.html' title='JARDIM DE EMOÇÕES'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TFyoCL21rSI/AAAAAAAACbY/DJRxbFL5OuI/s72-c/Summer+Reflections.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-115669788502072940</id><published>2010-07-28T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T09:58:34.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONHOS'/><title type='text'>SONHO REAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TFBee2RMjKI/AAAAAAAACbQ/JGHk4f3K6WA/s1600/caminhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TFBee2RMjKI/AAAAAAAACbQ/JGHk4f3K6WA/s200/caminhar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498999029076102306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em passos lentos vai caminhando &lt;br /&gt;Pelas ruas antigas da cidade&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela jovem sem maldade&lt;br /&gt;Um sonho real foi lembrando.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Sentiu-se sozinha no deserto&lt;br /&gt;Buscando encontrar um porto&lt;br /&gt;Seguro, para os seus absortos&lt;br /&gt;Pensamentos, que sentia despertos.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Ao longe foi surgindo uma luz&lt;br /&gt;Seguiu em frente solitária&lt;br /&gt;Sendo ela mesma emissária&lt;br /&gt;Das descobertas que conduz.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Um grande circo encontrou&lt;br /&gt;Onde uma platéia se divertia&lt;br /&gt;Cenas esquisitas ela via&lt;br /&gt;Não era aquilo que sonhou.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Seu mundo é tão diferente!&lt;br /&gt;Nele a natureza é só poesia&lt;br /&gt;Veste-se também com a magia&lt;br /&gt;Do belo esplendor do sol nascente.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,28/07/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-115669788502072940?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/115669788502072940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=115669788502072940' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/115669788502072940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/115669788502072940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/sonho-real.html' title='SONHO REAL'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TFBee2RMjKI/AAAAAAAACbQ/JGHk4f3K6WA/s72-c/caminhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2121037732896625091</id><published>2010-07-15T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:19:54.010-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>REFLEXOS DA ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TD9hi28rbsI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4lKJzlD66to/s1600/fundo_espelho1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TD9hi28rbsI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4lKJzlD66to/s200/fundo_espelho1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494217321908760258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo a imaginação fluir&lt;br /&gt;Vou remontando minha história&lt;br /&gt;No espelho vejo refletir&lt;br /&gt;Cenas vividas na trajetória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São reflexos da consciência&lt;br /&gt;Que estão sendo descortinados&lt;br /&gt;Pelos valores da experiência &lt;br /&gt;Que no meu Eu são projetados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Através da transformação &lt;br /&gt;O meu espírito vai polindo&lt;br /&gt;As arestas do coração&lt;br /&gt;No espelho vão se corrigindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A manifestação da verdade&lt;br /&gt;Refletida na sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;São imagens da liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Que procuro no meu dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 15/07/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2121037732896625091?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2121037732896625091/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2121037732896625091' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2121037732896625091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2121037732896625091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/reflexos-da-alma.html' title='REFLEXOS DA ALMA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TD9hi28rbsI/AAAAAAAACaQ/4lKJzlD66to/s72-c/fundo_espelho1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-6081734842286087895</id><published>2010-07-10T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-21T13:28:36.721-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RECORDAÇÕES'/><title type='text'>O BRILHO DE UMA ESTRELA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TDh_J-fIxpI/AAAAAAAACaI/popMtQBxCj8/s1600/estre1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 153px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TDh_J-fIxpI/AAAAAAAACaI/popMtQBxCj8/s200/estre1.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492279554947466898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando fito as estrelas no céu&lt;br /&gt;Encontro numa, alguém especial&lt;br /&gt;Sua mensagem de amor é ideal&lt;br /&gt;Para alma encoberta pelo véu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seu brilho não ofusca a visão&lt;br /&gt;Pois me dá uma grande alegria&lt;br /&gt;Meu viver veleja com magia&lt;br /&gt;Com os belos sonhos que virão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bebendo do seu aprendizado&lt;br /&gt;Que não ficará estacionado&lt;br /&gt;Vou fertilizando meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Pela sublime lei da evolução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim como um viajante sedento&lt;br /&gt;Que busca um oásis na caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Sigo forte na minha escalada&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de encontrar alento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ouvir estrelas” disse o poeta&lt;br /&gt;No silêncio entro em sintonia&lt;br /&gt;Na grande dimensão da poesia&lt;br /&gt;Onde sua beleza me completa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 10/07/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-6081734842286087895?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6081734842286087895/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=6081734842286087895' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6081734842286087895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6081734842286087895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-brilho-de-uma-estrela.html' title='O BRILHO DE UMA ESTRELA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TDh_J-fIxpI/AAAAAAAACaI/popMtQBxCj8/s72-c/estre1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-9046844190611175492</id><published>2010-06-28T08:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T10:50:11.020-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONHOS'/><title type='text'>CASTELO DE SONHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TCjHVHXVnSI/AAAAAAAACZw/Hag_-SN7mnM/s1600/Windsor,+castelos+medievais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TCjHVHXVnSI/AAAAAAAACZw/Hag_-SN7mnM/s200/Windsor,+castelos+medievais.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487855311519063330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escrevendo versos, construo um castelo&lt;br /&gt;Onde neles residem os meus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;E na imaginação são todos belos&lt;br /&gt;Pois não desejo que sejam tristonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles voam para as colinas verdejantes&lt;br /&gt;Aportam também numa ilha deserta&lt;br /&gt;Brindam-me com estrelas cintilantes&lt;br /&gt;Que pra meu corpo servem de coberta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegam à beira de um lago sereno&lt;br /&gt;Para a paixão um perfeito cenário&lt;br /&gt;Sinto nos cabelos um vento ameno&lt;br /&gt;Beleza de um autêntico santuário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neles tem uma singela casinha&lt;br /&gt;Que habita um imensurável amor&lt;br /&gt;Que me recebeu como uma rainha&lt;br /&gt;Em seu castelo de luz e calor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda transformam a vida em poesia&lt;br /&gt;Mantendo bem acesa a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Rompendo fronteiras com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Com o Criador selam uma aliança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 28/06/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-9046844190611175492?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9046844190611175492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=9046844190611175492' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/9046844190611175492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/9046844190611175492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/06/castelo-de-sonhos.html' title='CASTELO DE SONHOS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TCjHVHXVnSI/AAAAAAAACZw/Hag_-SN7mnM/s72-c/Windsor,+castelos+medievais.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7596449160115241820</id><published>2010-06-23T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:54:40.415-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>CONVITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TCJWBp7QWnI/AAAAAAAACZo/Cp13vDMzbNw/s1600/sol-da-meia-noite_2400_1280x1024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TCJWBp7QWnI/AAAAAAAACZo/Cp13vDMzbNw/s200/sol-da-meia-noite_2400_1280x1024.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486041882524932722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percorre com esmero teu interior&lt;br /&gt;E descubra em ti a força divina&lt;br /&gt;Seja do Universo cooperador&lt;br /&gt;De transmitir as lições que Ele ensina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Vida é um constante aprendizado&lt;br /&gt;As dificuldades são necessárias&lt;br /&gt;Para despertar, o que está guardado&lt;br /&gt;Em tua alma na caminhada diária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrem-se pra ti as portas da esperança&lt;br /&gt;Deixando contente teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Voltando a sorrir como uma criança&lt;br /&gt;E sublimes valores surgirão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixe brotar dentro de ti, teu céu&lt;br /&gt;Com o buril tua pedra é lapidada&lt;br /&gt;A tua consciência rasgará o véu&lt;br /&gt;Juntos voaremos a cada alvorada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,23/06/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7596449160115241820?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7596449160115241820/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7596449160115241820' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7596449160115241820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7596449160115241820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/06/descoberta.html' title='CONVITE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TCJWBp7QWnI/AAAAAAAACZo/Cp13vDMzbNw/s72-c/sol-da-meia-noite_2400_1280x1024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-438401109557587431</id><published>2010-06-19T13:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T05:13:30.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>SAUDADES DOS GIRASSÓIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TB0pbFjPV9I/AAAAAAAACY4/DGAk6uZ0iU8/s1600/2051941.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TB0pbFjPV9I/AAAAAAAACY4/DGAk6uZ0iU8/s200/2051941.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484585466530322386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando lembro um campo de girassóis&lt;br /&gt;Vêm saudades dos belos rouxinóis&lt;br /&gt;Que visitavam o jardim de outrora&lt;br /&gt;No nascimento das primeiras horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os girassóis brilhavam para o sol&lt;br /&gt;Dançando diante do grande farol&lt;br /&gt;Dos olhos da minha mãe, as meninas&lt;br /&gt;Cuidar deles com zelo era a rotina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com exuberância roubavam a cena&lt;br /&gt;Da peça que contava minha história&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo diante da formosa açucena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E suas pétalas bailavam ao vento&lt;br /&gt;Recordações seguem na trajetória&lt;br /&gt;Em versos transcrevo neste momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 19/06/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-438401109557587431?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/438401109557587431/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=438401109557587431' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/438401109557587431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/438401109557587431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/06/saudades-dos-girassois.html' title='SAUDADES DOS GIRASSÓIS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TB0pbFjPV9I/AAAAAAAACY4/DGAk6uZ0iU8/s72-c/2051941.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8111064941305825178</id><published>2010-06-17T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T06:34:37.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMOR'/><title type='text'>TERNURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TBt1jk1ckKI/AAAAAAAACYw/6TlVJirk4ZM/s1600/abraco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TBt1jk1ckKI/AAAAAAAACYw/6TlVJirk4ZM/s200/abraco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484106225297428642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É na ternura do teu abraço&lt;br /&gt;Que me aconchego ao teu regaço&lt;br /&gt;Desfrutando os doces momentos&lt;br /&gt;Da Vida, com bons sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do néctar do teu coração&lt;br /&gt;Reavivar minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;Ser mensageira do amor&lt;br /&gt;Como a abelha é para a flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Correr juntos pela colina&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo as gotas da neblina&lt;br /&gt;Por nossos corpos deslizarem&lt;br /&gt;Ver novos desejos brotarem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No enlevo me sinto menina&lt;br /&gt;Sob a abóbada celestina&lt;br /&gt;Envolvida por teu carinho&lt;br /&gt;Acariciada em nosso ninho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 17/06/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8111064941305825178?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8111064941305825178/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8111064941305825178' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8111064941305825178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8111064941305825178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/06/ternura.html' title='TERNURA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TBt1jk1ckKI/AAAAAAAACYw/6TlVJirk4ZM/s72-c/abraco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2805683985067675638</id><published>2010-06-10T08:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T07:05:00.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMENAGENS'/><title type='text'>POEMA PARA UMA AMIGA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TBEHk7lXpQI/AAAAAAAACYY/O3M0e_t0N80/s1600/OgAAAEiCBaeR-22cCW_jeJ5f8rocILk0wPbL-0hsV3MfLEdZJDyaP331agrRYrQTbLcm87lHT8XdfDwLWpE06Aety_gAm1T1UE6LepCIYXxVfFwr49yrk2zkXebq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TBEHk7lXpQI/AAAAAAAACYY/O3M0e_t0N80/s200/OgAAAEiCBaeR-22cCW_jeJ5f8rocILk0wPbL-0hsV3MfLEdZJDyaP331agrRYrQTbLcm87lHT8XdfDwLWpE06Aety_gAm1T1UE6LepCIYXxVfFwr49yrk2zkXebq.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481170552537720066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite vibra com intensidade&lt;br /&gt;Paira no ar uma suave energia&lt;br /&gt;Envolvendo todos numa alegria&lt;br /&gt;Pelos sublimes laços da amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comemora-se hoje o aniversário&lt;br /&gt;De Shirley, amiga muito querida&lt;br /&gt;Por Deus, foi lhe concedida a Vida&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo com bravura seu intinerário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desempenha uma notável missão&lt;br /&gt;De ajudar ao outro a se descobrir&lt;br /&gt;Devolvendo-lhe o prazer de sorrir&lt;br /&gt;Pelas dádivas do seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejamos que na sua caminhada&lt;br /&gt;Colha bons frutos da semeadura&lt;br /&gt;Que você plantou com tanta ternura&lt;br /&gt;E que vai sedimentando a jornada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nos acordes de um doce violino&lt;br /&gt;Unindo nossas almas na canção&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns pra você, com vibração  &lt;br /&gt;Ecoando nossas vozes num hino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almejamos Feliz Aniversário!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2805683985067675638?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2805683985067675638/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2805683985067675638' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2805683985067675638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2805683985067675638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/06/poema-para-uma-amiga.html' title='POEMA PARA UMA AMIGA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TBEHk7lXpQI/AAAAAAAACYY/O3M0e_t0N80/s72-c/OgAAAEiCBaeR-22cCW_jeJ5f8rocILk0wPbL-0hsV3MfLEdZJDyaP331agrRYrQTbLcm87lHT8XdfDwLWpE06Aety_gAm1T1UE6LepCIYXxVfFwr49yrk2zkXebq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-9200516867623343420</id><published>2010-05-31T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:33:52.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONHOS'/><title type='text'>CARRUAGEM DO CORAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAQZl69-CmI/AAAAAAAACXg/RVyoYBgQbgg/s1600/carruagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAQZl69-CmI/AAAAAAAACXg/RVyoYBgQbgg/s200/carruagem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477531186064394850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da janela vejo bela carruagem&lt;br /&gt;Pelas alamedas vai deslizando&lt;br /&gt;Pétalas de rosas caem da folhagem&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos n’alma vão se realizando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Borboletas num bailado sutil&lt;br /&gt;Vão levando nas asas a esperança&lt;br /&gt;De um mundo renovado e varonil&lt;br /&gt;Projetado no amor de uma criança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao longe ouço o cantar do rouxinol&lt;br /&gt;Qual voz do menestrel, ecoando no ar&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, sorve o néctar de um girassol&lt;br /&gt;Que fica em êxtase com seu cantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A beleza da vida é divinal&lt;br /&gt;Nutrindo na alma plena alegria&lt;br /&gt;Suas lições reluzem como cristal&lt;br /&gt;Irradiando no Ser luz e harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A carruagem do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;É guiada por um cavalo alado&lt;br /&gt;Veloz, voa por sobre a multidão&lt;br /&gt;Levando meus versos, como legado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 31/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-9200516867623343420?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/9200516867623343420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=9200516867623343420' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/9200516867623343420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/9200516867623343420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/carruagem-do-coracao.html' title='CARRUAGEM DO CORAÇÃO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAQZl69-CmI/AAAAAAAACXg/RVyoYBgQbgg/s72-c/carruagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7099411226226663108</id><published>2010-05-29T18:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T18:35:32.335-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>ROTA SEGURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAG67EIEW6I/AAAAAAAACXY/5VcBuHiBso4/s1600/31317388_Vladimir_Volegov_ak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAG67EIEW6I/AAAAAAAACXY/5VcBuHiBso4/s200/31317388_Vladimir_Volegov_ak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476864145741863842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas águas calmas meu barco navego&lt;br /&gt;Singrando os mares com muita bravura&lt;br /&gt;No peito, minhas emoções carrego&lt;br /&gt;Quais notas suaves de uma partitura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho pra o alto e vejo uma gaivota&lt;br /&gt;Plainando suas asas por sobre mim&lt;br /&gt;Guiando-me por uma segura rota&lt;br /&gt;Ao som do majestoso bandolim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ondas embalam a minha canção&lt;br /&gt;Envolvendo-me numa calmaria&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo sempre a mesma direção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atraquei meu barco numa bela ilha&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração encheu-se de poesia&lt;br /&gt;No horizonte a lua prateada brilha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 29/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7099411226226663108?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7099411226226663108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7099411226226663108' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7099411226226663108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7099411226226663108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/rota-segura.html' title='ROTA SEGURA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAG67EIEW6I/AAAAAAAACXY/5VcBuHiBso4/s72-c/31317388_Vladimir_Volegov_ak.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7199209113277825626</id><published>2010-05-29T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T10:12:10.931-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>BELEZA DE CRIANÇA (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAGiA4P49tI/AAAAAAAACXQ/0fhax5hCZq8/s1600/OgAAABNJbLExSgLilJmLRWbRO3pR5IbLYPCisjl7qzDBUeq_ymU8kTV2QdhMTambZ97ug983_IDXTSu5T_MANuTAiosAm1T1UKqoS0seIlq3hQw63WwgCePFTPCm.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAGiA4P49tI/AAAAAAAACXQ/0fhax5hCZq8/s200/OgAAABNJbLExSgLilJmLRWbRO3pR5IbLYPCisjl7qzDBUeq_ymU8kTV2QdhMTambZ97ug983_IDXTSu5T_MANuTAiosAm1T1UKqoS0seIlq3hQw63WwgCePFTPCm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476836757841966802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No rosto a beleza da flor&lt;br /&gt;Perfumando seu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que carrega tanto amor&lt;br /&gt;E não sofre de solidão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afaga-nos com emoção&lt;br /&gt;Com seu abraço acolhedor&lt;br /&gt;No rosto a beleza da flor&lt;br /&gt;Perfumando seu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem na inocência o sabor&lt;br /&gt;Da pureza, sem a razão&lt;br /&gt;Guiada por seu protetor&lt;br /&gt;Aguarda sua nobre missão&lt;br /&gt;No rosto a beleza da flor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 29/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7199209113277825626?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7199209113277825626/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7199209113277825626' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7199209113277825626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7199209113277825626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/beleza-de-crianca.html' title='BELEZA DE CRIANÇA (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/TAGiA4P49tI/AAAAAAAACXQ/0fhax5hCZq8/s72-c/OgAAABNJbLExSgLilJmLRWbRO3pR5IbLYPCisjl7qzDBUeq_ymU8kTV2QdhMTambZ97ug983_IDXTSu5T_MANuTAiosAm1T1UKqoS0seIlq3hQw63WwgCePFTPCm.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7139997132914781925</id><published>2010-05-24T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:39:09.340-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>MISTÉRIOS DO MAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_rjlQPThcI/AAAAAAAACXA/HQ1NX6EPrIA/s1600/arpoador.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_rjlQPThcI/AAAAAAAACXA/HQ1NX6EPrIA/s200/arpoador.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474938526176085442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mar esconde seus mistérios&lt;br /&gt;Nas águas calmas ou revoltas&lt;br /&gt;Pra o coração é refrigério&lt;br /&gt;Deixando as emoções mais soltas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em suas ondas reflete o sol&lt;br /&gt;De forte luz incandescente&lt;br /&gt;Do amanhecer ao seu arrebol&lt;br /&gt;Com a sua beleza envolvente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve de travessia ao viajor&lt;br /&gt;Que leva em seu barco saudade&lt;br /&gt;Mas seu coração buscador &lt;br /&gt;Singra ao encontro da verdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mar escuta meus segredos&lt;br /&gt;Quando deito na areia macia&lt;br /&gt;Lanço fora todos meus medos&lt;br /&gt;E ele me abraça com poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 24/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7139997132914781925?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7139997132914781925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7139997132914781925' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7139997132914781925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7139997132914781925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/misterios-do-mar.html' title='MISTÉRIOS DO MAR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_rjlQPThcI/AAAAAAAACXA/HQ1NX6EPrIA/s72-c/arpoador.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3527723230750762264</id><published>2010-05-22T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:51:18.384-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMOR'/><title type='text'>O SUBLIME AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_gughE2zMI/AAAAAAAACWw/MQX9rLCBWDQ/s1600/lirios.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_gughE2zMI/AAAAAAAACWw/MQX9rLCBWDQ/s200/lirios.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474176483238268098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é um sublime sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Que dirige nosso coração&lt;br /&gt;Que sai a caminhar na multidão&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo na face, o frescor do vento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é como um cisne que voa&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter fronteiras por sob o céu&lt;br /&gt;Sua plumagem vai rasgando o véu&lt;br /&gt;Do seu canto belo que ressoa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor faz na alma metamorfose&lt;br /&gt;Transformando-a em pedra preciosa&lt;br /&gt;E também na beleza da rosa&lt;br /&gt;Numa verdadeira simbiose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é pra o poeta a inspiração&lt;br /&gt;Que exala em seus versos o perfume&lt;br /&gt;Inebriando a noite com seu lume&lt;br /&gt;Afagando cada coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é como os lírios do campo&lt;br /&gt;Que têm a pureza angelical&lt;br /&gt;Oriunda da essência divinal&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a luz do pirilampo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 22/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3527723230750762264?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3527723230750762264/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3527723230750762264' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3527723230750762264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3527723230750762264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-sublime-amor.html' title='O SUBLIME AMOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_gughE2zMI/AAAAAAAACWw/MQX9rLCBWDQ/s72-c/lirios.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7991002448683910517</id><published>2010-05-21T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:39:47.417-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>MAR DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_f73uiErpI/AAAAAAAACWo/KZbJFsGXRs8/s1600/2s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_f73uiErpI/AAAAAAAACWo/KZbJFsGXRs8/s200/2s.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474120806894448274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mar da Vida saio navegando&lt;br /&gt;E na bagagem vou carregando&lt;br /&gt;Minhas experiências adquiridas&lt;br /&gt;E muitas que ainda serão vividas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo a mente disciplinar&lt;br /&gt;Meu tesouro interior acessar &lt;br /&gt;Adentrar ao silêncio profundo&lt;br /&gt;Que existe no coração fecundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No caminho encontrarei os desvios&lt;br /&gt;Que me levarão aos desafios&lt;br /&gt;De abandonar as ilusões do ego&lt;br /&gt;Que na alma buscadora carrego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivar a gratidão por Deus&lt;br /&gt;Que vela todos os filhos Seus&lt;br /&gt;A fé será meu porto seguro&lt;br /&gt;Na jornada as cicatrizes curo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serei um aprendiz em mutação&lt;br /&gt;Essencial pra minha evolução&lt;br /&gt;Aprender a viver com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Desfrutar da magia da poesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,21/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7991002448683910517?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7991002448683910517/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7991002448683910517' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7991002448683910517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7991002448683910517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/mar-da-vida.html' title='MAR DA VIDA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S_f73uiErpI/AAAAAAAACWo/KZbJFsGXRs8/s72-c/2s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-279336832367269954</id><published>2010-05-15T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:37:40.279-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>O VÔO DA ALMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S-71VHYyGoI/AAAAAAAACWY/XPZ_YUiOmX8/s1600/1035927.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S-71VHYyGoI/AAAAAAAACWY/XPZ_YUiOmX8/s200/1035927.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471580340410784386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha alma é como pássaro liberto&lt;br /&gt;Que sai voando na imensidão do céu&lt;br /&gt;Meus pensamentos vão vagando ao léu&lt;br /&gt;Por sobre os rios, montanhas e desertos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo a cantar a melodia do vento&lt;br /&gt;Pois meu canto é uma doce poesia&lt;br /&gt;Que vibra nas cordas, com harmonia,&lt;br /&gt;De um violino que executa ao relento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vem amor, quero também voar contigo&lt;br /&gt;Desbravar o mar em busca dos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Enfrentando juntos cada perigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venceremos os desafios da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Na esperança de termos dias risonhos&lt;br /&gt;Felizes, continuaremos na lida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 15/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-279336832367269954?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/279336832367269954/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=279336832367269954' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/279336832367269954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/279336832367269954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/liberdade.html' title='O VÔO DA ALMA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S-71VHYyGoI/AAAAAAAACWY/XPZ_YUiOmX8/s72-c/1035927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-520055603800944357</id><published>2010-05-15T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:53:07.230-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>SEMEADURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S-7VmbaFjjI/AAAAAAAACWQ/11SzLsrdGpA/s1600/semeadura1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S-7VmbaFjjI/AAAAAAAACWQ/11SzLsrdGpA/s200/semeadura1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471545453470649906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultivemos a humildade&lt;br /&gt;Tendo o amor como nosso guia &lt;br /&gt;Com esforço e sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;Extirpando da alma a vaidade.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Livre é nossa semeadura&lt;br /&gt;Depende da nossa vontade&lt;br /&gt;Seja má, ou seja de bondade &lt;br /&gt;Será nossa colheita futura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vigiemos nossos pensamentos&lt;br /&gt;Na primeira hora matutina&lt;br /&gt;Deixando fluir a luz divina&lt;br /&gt;Aprimorando os sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usando o bom senso e a razão&lt;br /&gt;Não cairemos nas armadilhas&lt;br /&gt;Das paixões surgidas nas trilhas&lt;br /&gt;Da Humanidade em expiação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Amor é a água cristalina&lt;br /&gt;Que mata a sede do viajor&lt;br /&gt;Que cansado do seu labor&lt;br /&gt;Aguarda a estrela vespertina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa,15/05/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-520055603800944357?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/520055603800944357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=520055603800944357' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/520055603800944357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/520055603800944357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/05/semeadura.html' title='SEMEADURA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S-7VmbaFjjI/AAAAAAAACWQ/11SzLsrdGpA/s72-c/semeadura1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8782476173694533506</id><published>2010-04-25T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:53:34.692-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>O PODER DA ALEGRIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S9SkOEmG8UI/AAAAAAAACWI/SmjDXwqo9ZU/s1600/alegria2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S9SkOEmG8UI/AAAAAAAACWI/SmjDXwqo9ZU/s200/alegria2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464172809565958466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos seguir com serenidade&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo sempre com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Guiando-nos pela fraternidade&lt;br /&gt;Plantando amor no nosso dia-a-dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sorriso é dádiva da Vida.&lt;br /&gt;Que alegra um coração sofrido&lt;br /&gt;Com fé trabalhemos na lida&lt;br /&gt;Ajudando a erguer o caído.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A alegria está na Natureza&lt;br /&gt;No coral de aves a cantar&lt;br /&gt;Nas estrelas com a sua beleza&lt;br /&gt;E também numa noite de luar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos estimular a alegria&lt;br /&gt;Acendendo a chama da esperança&lt;br /&gt;Na arte, na música e na poesia&lt;br /&gt;Para o futuro das nossas crianças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! Como agradecer ao Criador&lt;br /&gt;Por todas as oportunidades&lt;br /&gt;Que nos oferece pra o labor&lt;br /&gt;Na Sua seara de luz e bondade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 25/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8782476173694533506?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8782476173694533506/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8782476173694533506' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8782476173694533506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8782476173694533506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-poder-da-alegria.html' title='O PODER DA ALEGRIA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S9SkOEmG8UI/AAAAAAAACWI/SmjDXwqo9ZU/s72-c/alegria2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2276064166654061941</id><published>2010-04-17T15:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T11:52:40.876-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMENAGENS'/><title type='text'>SER MÃE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8o2vIVKAUI/AAAAAAAACVU/nEjqDv08svE/s1600/ser+m%C3%A3e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8o2vIVKAUI/AAAAAAAACVU/nEjqDv08svE/s200/ser+m%C3%A3e.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461237681458118978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe, luz que brilha no raiar da aurora&lt;br /&gt;Tem da rosa o seu suave aroma&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa de nenhum diploma&lt;br /&gt;Guia sua prole pelo o mundo afora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São seus, todos os dias da existência&lt;br /&gt;Carrega no coração o amor&lt;br /&gt;Que distribui com todo calor&lt;br /&gt;A chama divina de sua essência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos braços afaga os filhos seus&lt;br /&gt;Tem a doçura na alma, qual mel&lt;br /&gt;Talha as arestas com o cinzel&lt;br /&gt;Em oração agradece a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe usa da sensibilidade,&lt;br /&gt;Do carinho e da compreensão&lt;br /&gt;Protege os filhos com emoção&lt;br /&gt;Quando eles crescem sente saudade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 17/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2276064166654061941?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2276064166654061941/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2276064166654061941' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2276064166654061941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2276064166654061941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/ser-mae.html' title='SER MÃE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8o2vIVKAUI/AAAAAAAACVU/nEjqDv08svE/s72-c/ser+m%C3%A3e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-2544164158388478657</id><published>2010-04-15T19:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:19:27.605-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>AMOR INCONDICIONAL (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8fGOceATQI/AAAAAAAACVE/70US4gGFdyk/s1600/mae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8fGOceATQI/AAAAAAAACVE/70US4gGFdyk/s200/mae.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460551024672525570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Mãe recebe com sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;De Deus a mais sublime missão&lt;br /&gt;De gerar um ser com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Sendo co-criadora da Criação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor aflora no coração&lt;br /&gt;Com sensibilidade e magia&lt;br /&gt;A Mãe recebe com sabedoria&lt;br /&gt;De Deus a mais sublime missão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do filho é sempre a estrela guia&lt;br /&gt;No peito afaga com seu calor&lt;br /&gt;E ensina as lições com maestria&lt;br /&gt;Na alma o divino dom da intuição&lt;br /&gt;A Mãe recebe com sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 15/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-2544164158388478657?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/2544164158388478657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=2544164158388478657' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2544164158388478657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/2544164158388478657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/amor-incondicional.html' title='AMOR INCONDICIONAL (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8fGOceATQI/AAAAAAAACVE/70US4gGFdyk/s72-c/mae.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4782555432603854672</id><published>2010-04-15T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:19:00.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>CANTO MAGISTRAL (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8b7kzB1uOI/AAAAAAAACU8/y5CYmWBQSZs/s1600/passarada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8b7kzB1uOI/AAAAAAAACU8/y5CYmWBQSZs/s200/passarada.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460328207825090786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço o canto da passarada&lt;br /&gt;Formando um belo coral&lt;br /&gt;Fico observando da sacada&lt;br /&gt;Um majestoso cenário real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada emoção matinal&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a beleza da alvorada&lt;br /&gt;Ouço o canto da passarada&lt;br /&gt;Formando um belo coral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa minha alma encantada&lt;br /&gt;De grande alegria divinal&lt;br /&gt;No coração fica ancorada&lt;br /&gt;Naquele momento magistral&lt;br /&gt;Ouço o canto da passarada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 15/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4782555432603854672?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4782555432603854672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4782555432603854672' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4782555432603854672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4782555432603854672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/canto-magistral-rondel.html' title='CANTO MAGISTRAL (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8b7kzB1uOI/AAAAAAAACU8/y5CYmWBQSZs/s72-c/passarada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1329138186424599833</id><published>2010-04-13T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:18:39.424-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>ALVORECER  DA ESPERANÇA (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8SG9ZfYJyI/AAAAAAAACU0/qkwHSqrFSDI/s1600/cores_do_alvorecer_4jfshzqcoiecggccwck4skc4s_801di6u7wqo0w0w8w8coswgk0_th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8SG9ZfYJyI/AAAAAAAACU0/qkwHSqrFSDI/s200/cores_do_alvorecer_4jfshzqcoiecggccwck4skc4s_801di6u7wqo0w0w8w8coswgk0_th.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459637037652518690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num brilhante alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o raiar da esperança&lt;br /&gt;Do amor que faz florescer&lt;br /&gt;No coração as mudanças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mergulhando na lembrança&lt;br /&gt;Observo o riacho correr&lt;br /&gt;Num brilhante alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;Sinto o raiar da esperança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volta minh’alma acender &lt;br /&gt;A energia de uma criança&lt;br /&gt;Que voa livre com prazer&lt;br /&gt;Vendo em tudo uma festança.&lt;br /&gt;Num brilhante alvorecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 13/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1329138186424599833?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1329138186424599833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1329138186424599833' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1329138186424599833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1329138186424599833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/alvorecer-rondel.html' title='ALVORECER  DA ESPERANÇA (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S8SG9ZfYJyI/AAAAAAAACU0/qkwHSqrFSDI/s72-c/cores_do_alvorecer_4jfshzqcoiecggccwck4skc4s_801di6u7wqo0w0w8w8coswgk0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4002578556187938635</id><published>2010-04-09T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:17:44.908-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>A BELEZA DO TEU AMOR (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7-OVgQe_PI/AAAAAAAACUs/YvG2PEJem0k/s1600/amor-de-verao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7-OVgQe_PI/AAAAAAAACUs/YvG2PEJem0k/s200/amor-de-verao.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458237773483801842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a beleza do teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Banhar o meu Ser por completo&lt;br /&gt;Afagando-me com teu calor&lt;br /&gt;Envolvendo-me com teu afeto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero sempre tê-lo bem perto&lt;br /&gt;Do meu coração sonhador&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a beleza do teu amor&lt;br /&gt;Banhar o meu Ser por completo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É pra mim o versejador&lt;br /&gt;Do meu estilo predileto&lt;br /&gt;Dos versos que fiz com sabor&lt;br /&gt;Na paixão que uniu nosso trajeto&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a beleza do teu amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 09/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4002578556187938635?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4002578556187938635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4002578556187938635' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4002578556187938635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4002578556187938635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/beleza-do-amor-rondel.html' title='A BELEZA DO TEU AMOR (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7-OVgQe_PI/AAAAAAAACUs/YvG2PEJem0k/s72-c/amor-de-verao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3470409083869622293</id><published>2010-04-06T10:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T07:26:58.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>CHUVA NO TELHADO (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7t1iH6qVXI/AAAAAAAACUk/PxezEAqFSgc/s1600/32855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 130px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7t1iH6qVXI/AAAAAAAACUk/PxezEAqFSgc/s200/32855.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457084602590582130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouço a chuva caindo no telhado&lt;br /&gt;Com pingos em forma de melodia&lt;br /&gt;Deixando o belo jardim molhado&lt;br /&gt;Brotando as flores com magia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Numa verdadeira sinergia&lt;br /&gt;Meu espírito fica renovado&lt;br /&gt;Ouço a chuva caindo no telhado&lt;br /&gt;Com pingos em forma de melodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração fica acelerado&lt;br /&gt;Envolvido em forte energia&lt;br /&gt;Ao recordar do meu passado&lt;br /&gt;Que me trouxe muita alegria&lt;br /&gt;Ouço a chuva caindo no telhado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 06/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3470409083869622293?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3470409083869622293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3470409083869622293' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3470409083869622293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3470409083869622293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/magia-da-chuva.html' title='CHUVA NO TELHADO (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7t1iH6qVXI/AAAAAAAACUk/PxezEAqFSgc/s72-c/32855.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7299304295466656131</id><published>2010-04-04T19:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:16:38.278-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>TELA DA VIDA (Rondel)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7nM192-ERI/AAAAAAAACUc/HFwGT61KPNE/s1600/tela2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7nM192-ERI/AAAAAAAACUc/HFwGT61KPNE/s200/tela2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456617651046322450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com tinta e pincel fiz uma tela &lt;br /&gt;Contando a história da minha Vida&lt;br /&gt;Com as cores que formam a aquarela&lt;br /&gt;Deixando minha alma colorida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absorvo cada emoção sentida&lt;br /&gt;Olhando as estrelas da janela&lt;br /&gt;Com tinta e pincel fiz uma tela &lt;br /&gt;Contando a história da minha Vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vigio os pensamentos qual sentinela&lt;br /&gt;Seguindo confiante na lida&lt;br /&gt;Pintando cada paisagem bela&lt;br /&gt;Que na poesia se consolida&lt;br /&gt;Com tinta e pincel fiz uma tela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 04/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7299304295466656131?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7299304295466656131/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7299304295466656131' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7299304295466656131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7299304295466656131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/tela-da-vida-rondel.html' title='TELA DA VIDA (Rondel)'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7nM192-ERI/AAAAAAAACUc/HFwGT61KPNE/s72-c/tela2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8603391164350553676</id><published>2010-04-03T10:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T18:16:04.998-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RONDEL'/><title type='text'>JARDIM DO CORAÇÃO ( Meu 1º Rondel )</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7d79wnx9QI/AAAAAAAACUM/eF_-f72qpNs/s1600/OgAAAFTJy2b0uMvHosfwam6__cT-3DKoJkRjpe3cMYRbFb89dUCDsl4tfmAZtuzrtSxN1l6JCnqNltZFG-cuHnIm-FcAm1T1UGZgWaNtAB4ZdrB5k4jBQzPOPXxB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7d79wnx9QI/AAAAAAAACUM/eF_-f72qpNs/s200/OgAAAFTJy2b0uMvHosfwam6__cT-3DKoJkRjpe3cMYRbFb89dUCDsl4tfmAZtuzrtSxN1l6JCnqNltZFG-cuHnIm-FcAm1T1UGZgWaNtAB4ZdrB5k4jBQzPOPXxB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455965774536635650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração é um lindo jardim&lt;br /&gt;Suas flores têm perfume variado&lt;br /&gt;Inebria meu Ser o cheiro do jasmim&lt;br /&gt;Rego todas elas com cuidado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada amanhecer fico encantado&lt;br /&gt;Com a beleza da flor do alecrim&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração é um lindo jardim&lt;br /&gt;Suas flores têm perfume variado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cada uma parece um querubim&lt;br /&gt;Que na minh’alma guardo abraçado&lt;br /&gt;Com a suavidade de um flautim&lt;br /&gt;Onde um belo som é executado&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração é um lindo jardim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 03/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8603391164350553676?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8603391164350553676/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8603391164350553676' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8603391164350553676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8603391164350553676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/jardim-do-coracao-meu-1.html' title='JARDIM DO CORAÇÃO ( Meu 1º Rondel )'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7d79wnx9QI/AAAAAAAACUM/eF_-f72qpNs/s72-c/OgAAAFTJy2b0uMvHosfwam6__cT-3DKoJkRjpe3cMYRbFb89dUCDsl4tfmAZtuzrtSxN1l6JCnqNltZFG-cuHnIm-FcAm1T1UGZgWaNtAB4ZdrB5k4jBQzPOPXxB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-1321930043416429560</id><published>2010-04-02T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:38:29.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>FRAGMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7ZPm02JrKI/AAAAAAAACUE/Cn-ZBsohk14/s1600/Fragmentos+de+Revolta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7ZPm02JrKI/AAAAAAAACUE/Cn-ZBsohk14/s200/Fragmentos+de+Revolta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455635527045328034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos meus olhos vi tristeza&lt;br /&gt;Jungida às minhas incertezas&lt;br /&gt;Fragmentos de muitas mazelas&lt;br /&gt;Arrastadas pelas procelas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na face, as lágrimas rolaram&lt;br /&gt;As fortes emoções brotaram&lt;br /&gt;De repente sensações vão&lt;br /&gt;Invadindo meu coração.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando a cabeça ergui&lt;br /&gt;Na caminhada prossegui&lt;br /&gt;Entoando uma melodia&lt;br /&gt;N’alma novamente a alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Senti renascer a esperança&lt;br /&gt;Nos lábios, sorriso de criança &lt;br /&gt;Levando sempre meu carinho&lt;br /&gt;Aos que encontro no caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buscando novos horizontes&lt;br /&gt;Vou construindo outras pontes&lt;br /&gt;No amor que levará pra a luz&lt;br /&gt;O espírito que me conduz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 02/04/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-1321930043416429560?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/1321930043416429560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=1321930043416429560' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1321930043416429560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/1321930043416429560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/04/fragmentos.html' title='FRAGMENTOS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S7ZPm02JrKI/AAAAAAAACUE/Cn-ZBsohk14/s72-c/Fragmentos+de+Revolta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-6518768485308384093</id><published>2010-03-26T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T17:31:48.477-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='RECORDAÇÕES'/><title type='text'>LUAR NO SERTÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S6yfvUVPPJI/AAAAAAAACT8/SzvUKPK2v1w/s1600/2506666163_7ed53bc085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S6yfvUVPPJI/AAAAAAAACT8/SzvUKPK2v1w/s200/2506666163_7ed53bc085.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452908884099284114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas cálidas noites de verão&lt;br /&gt;A beleza do luar no sertão&lt;br /&gt;É encanto para os enamorados&lt;br /&gt;Que juntinhos ficam abraçados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desnuda-se toda natureza&lt;br /&gt;Para reverenciar com nobreza&lt;br /&gt;A chegada de sua claridade&lt;br /&gt;Que banha o solo com suavidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra os poetas serve de inspiração&lt;br /&gt;De amor enche cada coração&lt;br /&gt;Sentindo nos versos da poesia&lt;br /&gt;O seu lirismo com harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O seresteiro pega o violão&lt;br /&gt;Entoa com carinho sua canção&lt;br /&gt;Para sua amada que sai à janela&lt;br /&gt;Seus olhos vêem uma bela tela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai que saudade! Quanta emoção! &lt;br /&gt;Ao lembrar o luar do meu sertão&lt;br /&gt;Reviver os sonhos de menina&lt;br /&gt;Dançando como uma bailarina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 26/03/10&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-6518768485308384093?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/6518768485308384093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=6518768485308384093' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6518768485308384093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/6518768485308384093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/luar-do-sertao.html' title='LUAR NO SERTÃO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S6yfvUVPPJI/AAAAAAAACT8/SzvUKPK2v1w/s72-c/2506666163_7ed53bc085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-8963314796401178498</id><published>2010-03-19T19:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:56:29.134-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMOR'/><title type='text'>DEUS NA NATUREZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S6TR5DYyLkI/AAAAAAAACTs/Gi_eQboJ1Eo/s1600-h/photo20050612162644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 148px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S6TR5DYyLkI/AAAAAAAACTs/Gi_eQboJ1Eo/s200/photo20050612162644.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5450712227117149762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejo em cada belo alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;O espetáculo da natureza&lt;br /&gt;Meditando pude compreender&lt;br /&gt;De Deus sua magnífica grandeza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sua presença se encontra no mar&lt;br /&gt;Nas estrelas que brilham no céu&lt;br /&gt;Também no encantamento do luar&lt;br /&gt;Desnudando dos olhos o véu. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está na magia do pôr-do-sol&lt;br /&gt;Que vai se sumindo no horizonte&lt;br /&gt;Tingindo de vermelho o arrebol&lt;br /&gt;Refletindo nas águas da fonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos pássaros com sua sinfonia&lt;br /&gt;Nas árvores com o farfalhar&lt;br /&gt;Das folhagens, pela ventania &lt;br /&gt;Na chuva com seu tamborilar.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No serpentear dos rios nas colinas&lt;br /&gt;No cheiro das rosas no jardim&lt;br /&gt;No orvalho da relva das matinas&lt;br /&gt;No perfume da flor do alecrim.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Na beleza de uma cachoeira&lt;br /&gt;Nas borboletas com seu bailado&lt;br /&gt;Nas possibilidades sem fronteiras&lt;br /&gt;De se ter um mundo renovado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No homem está no coração&lt;br /&gt;Convidando pra a busca do amor&lt;br /&gt;Desvendar a vasta imensidão&lt;br /&gt;Do universo ser sempre viajor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 19/03/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-8963314796401178498?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/8963314796401178498/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=8963314796401178498' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8963314796401178498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/8963314796401178498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/deus-na-natureza.html' title='DEUS NA NATUREZA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S6TR5DYyLkI/AAAAAAAACTs/Gi_eQboJ1Eo/s72-c/photo20050612162644.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-5148313015676377442</id><published>2010-03-08T14:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:41:26.345-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='AMOR'/><title type='text'>A MAGIA DO AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S5WB667OZQI/AAAAAAAACTc/W2l4jjeupEo/s1600-h/casal_lareira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S5WB667OZQI/AAAAAAAACTc/W2l4jjeupEo/s200/casal_lareira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446402173624542466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá fora a fria noite vai caindo&lt;br /&gt;Cá dentro ao lume da lareira&lt;br /&gt;A lua no céu vai se despindo&lt;br /&gt;Servindo-nos de companheira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto no peito teu aconchego&lt;br /&gt;Dando-me paz e segurança&lt;br /&gt;São sentimentos que carrego&lt;br /&gt;No meu coração com pujança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estrelas estão no cenário&lt;br /&gt;Encantando-nos com magia &lt;br /&gt;Deixando-nos seu corolário&lt;br /&gt;Invadir nosso ser com alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O amor é uma bela canção&lt;br /&gt;Que penetra em nossos sentidos&lt;br /&gt;Despertando cada emoção&lt;br /&gt;Sendo por ele abastecidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;08/03/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-5148313015676377442?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/5148313015676377442/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=5148313015676377442' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5148313015676377442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/5148313015676377442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/03/magia-do-amor.html' title='A MAGIA DO AMOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S5WB667OZQI/AAAAAAAACTc/W2l4jjeupEo/s72-c/casal_lareira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-578797043042520818</id><published>2010-02-28T16:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:41:55.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>NOSSAS ESCOLHAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S41DbUkQPKI/AAAAAAAACTU/z8emyYEFH9Q/s1600-h/caminho+flores+por+do+sol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S41DbUkQPKI/AAAAAAAACTU/z8emyYEFH9Q/s200/caminho+flores+por+do+sol.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444081661217094818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na rota da longa estrada&lt;br /&gt;Tecemos a teia da vida&lt;br /&gt;Com fios das ações vividas&lt;br /&gt;Nos caminhos da jornada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As escolhas que fazemos&lt;br /&gt;Para o nosso crescimento&lt;br /&gt;Levam-nos ao sofrimento&lt;br /&gt;Se bem não as escolhemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O livre-arbítrio nós temos&lt;br /&gt;Podendo fazer mudanças&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo-nos de esperanças&lt;br /&gt;Com coragem aprendemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As atitudes despertam&lt;br /&gt;O caráter de cada um&lt;br /&gt;Se não temos mal algum&lt;br /&gt;Nossas almas se libertam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;Bauru, 28/02/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-578797043042520818?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/578797043042520818/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=578797043042520818' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/578797043042520818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/578797043042520818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/02/nossas-escolhas.html' title='NOSSAS ESCOLHAS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S41DbUkQPKI/AAAAAAAACTU/z8emyYEFH9Q/s72-c/caminho+flores+por+do+sol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7770402904869982536</id><published>2010-02-21T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T12:01:12.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HOMENAGENS'/><title type='text'>A MENINA E O BEIJA-FLOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S4GCjcqUEfI/AAAAAAAACSo/l4lc6By5ThM/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S4GCjcqUEfI/AAAAAAAACSo/l4lc6By5ThM/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440773370340970994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deitada em sua cama macia&lt;br /&gt;Com seu olhar sereno vagando&lt;br /&gt;A menina vê com alegria&lt;br /&gt;Do seu quarto um beija-flor voando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando sua fada madrinha&lt;br /&gt;Usando da imaginação&lt;br /&gt;Preparou uma água bem docinha&lt;br /&gt;Pra a avezinha foi a solução.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um bebedouro foi mantido&lt;br /&gt;Na janela ao sabor do vento&lt;br /&gt;Com a luz do sol é tingido&lt;br /&gt;Dando cor aquele momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias ele visita&lt;br /&gt;A menina com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Ela é sua rosa mais bonita&lt;br /&gt;Que encontrou naquele cantinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ela sorri aos seus encantos&lt;br /&gt;Deixando feliz o seu Ser&lt;br /&gt;E ele fugaz voa, mas, no entanto&lt;br /&gt;Retorna a cada amanhecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;Bauru, 21/02/2010&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poema feito para Carolina, minha neta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7770402904869982536?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7770402904869982536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7770402904869982536' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7770402904869982536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7770402904869982536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/02/menina-e-o-beija-flor.html' title='A MENINA E O BEIJA-FLOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S4GCjcqUEfI/AAAAAAAACSo/l4lc6By5ThM/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-44053479649436122</id><published>2010-01-30T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:42:41.687-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONETOS'/><title type='text'>FIEL JARDINEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S2TXeoQNgPI/AAAAAAAACSg/jkWPWb75R5s/s1600-h/2095_143648l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 167px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S2TXeoQNgPI/AAAAAAAACSg/jkWPWb75R5s/s200/2095_143648l.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5432703971717120242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No jardim dos meus sonhos planto flores&lt;br /&gt;Sou para cada uma, fiel jardineiro&lt;br /&gt;Encantada com as suas várias cores&lt;br /&gt;Tenho por elas amor verdadeiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas trazem uma rara beleza&lt;br /&gt;Se cobrem de orvalho no alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;As minhas mãos afagam com nobreza&lt;br /&gt;Cada flor que feliz vejo nascer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu jardim é palco pra as borboletas&lt;br /&gt;Que bailam alegres com harmonia&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo no ar mágicas piruetas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredito que sonhos se realizam&lt;br /&gt;Com perseverança, fé e alegria&lt;br /&gt;Na certeza que eles se concretizam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 30/01/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-44053479649436122?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/44053479649436122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=44053479649436122' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/44053479649436122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/44053479649436122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/01/fiel-jardineiro.html' title='FIEL JARDINEIRO'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S2TXeoQNgPI/AAAAAAAACSg/jkWPWb75R5s/s72-c/2095_143648l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7518008746545701802</id><published>2010-01-24T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:43:40.593-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='APRENDIZADO'/><title type='text'>LUZ  INTERIOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1y3SHKX93I/AAAAAAAACSQ/7FVcuopu9bk/s1600-h/luz-do-mundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1y3SHKX93I/AAAAAAAACSQ/7FVcuopu9bk/s200/luz-do-mundo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430416772490065778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidi abrir a porta do meu Ser&lt;br /&gt;Penetrando nos íntimos recantos&lt;br /&gt;Na certeza que tenho meus encantos&lt;br /&gt;Em cada emoção que posso viver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desbravar todos os meus sentimentos&lt;br /&gt;Com a coragem de forte guerreira&lt;br /&gt;Transformando-os numa fértil videira&lt;br /&gt;Enchendo minha alma de ensinamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguir a minha jornada confiante&lt;br /&gt;Procurando podar a cada espinho&lt;br /&gt;Das roseiras que plantei no caminho&lt;br /&gt;E continuar minha busca incessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentir que tenho uma luz interior&lt;br /&gt;Que regenera todas as mazelas&lt;br /&gt;Causadas pelas diversas procelas&lt;br /&gt;Do mar revolto que traz tanta dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edificar no coração o amor&lt;br /&gt;Pra que possa irradiar boa energia&lt;br /&gt;Deixando transbordar toda alegria&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas dos versos que irei compor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 24/01/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7518008746545701802?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7518008746545701802/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7518008746545701802' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7518008746545701802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7518008746545701802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/01/luz-interior.html' title='LUZ  INTERIOR'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1y3SHKX93I/AAAAAAAACSQ/7FVcuopu9bk/s72-c/luz-do-mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-3676954029154345793</id><published>2010-01-23T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:57:27.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NATUREZA'/><title type='text'>O BEM-TE-VI E A PIMENTEIRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1ua6YjxRDI/AAAAAAAACSI/Xb9RJ5o83MA/s1600-h/bem_te_vi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 158px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1ua6YjxRDI/AAAAAAAACSI/Xb9RJ5o83MA/s200/bem_te_vi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5430104103540835378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acordo todas as manhãs&lt;br /&gt;Com o canto do bem-te-vi&lt;br /&gt;Quando abri minha janela&lt;br /&gt;A ave na pimenteira vi&lt;br /&gt;Picando sua fruta amarela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encanta-me aquele serzinho &lt;br /&gt;De um trinar tão envolvente&lt;br /&gt;Dos meus lábios voa um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;Ofertando-lhe docemente&lt;br /&gt;Sua rara beleza analiso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem variedades de pimentas&lt;br /&gt;No quintal ele faz sua festa&lt;br /&gt;Traz alegria pra o meu recanto&lt;br /&gt;Mas não se iguala a sua floresta&lt;br /&gt;Feliz, ele exibe seu canto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 23/01/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-3676954029154345793?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/3676954029154345793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=3676954029154345793' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3676954029154345793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/3676954029154345793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/01/o-bem-te-vi-e-pimenteira.html' title='O BEM-TE-VI E A PIMENTEIRA'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1ua6YjxRDI/AAAAAAAACSI/Xb9RJ5o83MA/s72-c/bem_te_vi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-7816696823886372415</id><published>2010-01-17T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-06-27T13:58:09.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='NATUREZA'/><title type='text'>CAIR DA TARDE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1N8ZBFfbPI/AAAAAAAACRo/tRGbEWnyq8M/s1600-h/1193771138_00610004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1N8ZBFfbPI/AAAAAAAACRo/tRGbEWnyq8M/s200/1193771138_00610004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427818745141619954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É no cair da tarde que o sol declina&lt;br /&gt;Deslumbrando a paisagem da campina&lt;br /&gt;Belos matizes colorindo o céu&lt;br /&gt;Onde a noite cobre-se com seu véu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Natureza embala com carinho&lt;br /&gt;Cada pássaro que chega ao seu ninho&lt;br /&gt;Na certeza de encontrar um abrigo&lt;br /&gt;Livrando-se do nefasto perigo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É nesta hora que os sinos repicam&lt;br /&gt;Em suas doces badaladas suplicam&lt;br /&gt;Que brote a paz em cada coração&lt;br /&gt;Despertando o amor, a fé, a união.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras estrelas aparecem&lt;br /&gt;Inspirando os poetas que se aquecem&lt;br /&gt;Com a brisa soprada pelo vento&lt;br /&gt;Servindo pra suas almas de alimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando entardece bate uma saudade&lt;br /&gt;Dos que trouxeram a felicidade&lt;br /&gt;Deixando as pérolas gravadas&lt;br /&gt;Em belas telas por eles pintadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 17/01/2010&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-7816696823886372415?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/7816696823886372415/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=7816696823886372415' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7816696823886372415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/7816696823886372415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2010/01/cair-da-tarde.html' title='CAIR DA TARDE'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/S1N8ZBFfbPI/AAAAAAAACRo/tRGbEWnyq8M/s72-c/1193771138_00610004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6149420416530314915.post-4185598789456467292</id><published>2009-12-30T17:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T11:44:22.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SONHOS'/><title type='text'>MAR DE SONHOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/Szv6VeXOjpI/AAAAAAAACRQ/S6zSJhNlM34/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/Szv6VeXOjpI/AAAAAAAACRQ/S6zSJhNlM34/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5421201823305207442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No mar das minhas emoções sonhei&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas velozes do vento voei&lt;br /&gt;Senti-me mensageira do espaço&lt;br /&gt;Conduzindo o amor no meu regaço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busquei nas estrelas uma esperança&lt;br /&gt;Para brilhar num mundo de bonança&lt;br /&gt;Onde possa viver os lindos sonhos&lt;br /&gt;Na beleza e magia de dias risonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os sonhos são as rosas do jardim&lt;br /&gt;Onde os pássaros fazem seu festim&lt;br /&gt;São águas que correm sempre da fonte&lt;br /&gt;É o sol que desponta no horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eles estão gravados em minha alma&lt;br /&gt;Dando ao meu Ser refrigério que acalma&lt;br /&gt;Fortalecem-me a cada alvorecer&lt;br /&gt;E novas sementes verei nascer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abastecem também meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Assim como a chuva molha o chão&lt;br /&gt;Navegando sobre as ondas da Vida&lt;br /&gt;Com fé e luta, encontrarei guarida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neneca Barbosa&lt;br /&gt;João Pessoa, 30/12/09&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6149420416530314915-4185598789456467292?l=despertardapoesia.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/feeds/4185598789456467292/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6149420416530314915&amp;postID=4185598789456467292' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4185598789456467292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6149420416530314915/posts/default/4185598789456467292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://despertardapoesia.blogspot.com/2009/12/mar-de-sonhos.html' title='MAR DE SONHOS'/><author><name>Neneca Barbosa - Um ser humano em evolução!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01102603845432230884</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/SVfiW6YoaBI/AAAAAAAABdg/pZldTuLHBy4/s1600-R/neneca2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_s0JeOP1gpAM/Szv6VeXOjpI/AAAAAAAACRQ/S6zSJhNlM34/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
