<?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-7333979762362901248</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:26:57.297-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto no meu canto</title><subtitle type='html'>Coisas e loisas da alma.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lourdes Nassif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710109270458046525</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/_BuYyx8gdsqA/SXy6yLpiMkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MyR3slOcGKk/S220/por-do-sol-022.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333979762362901248.post-8281305426664623943</id><published>2007-10-31T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:06:00.268-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tontices da Chuva!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/RyjDJA17C9I/AAAAAAAAACc/EpI3_CyNKu8/s1600-h/lu_P_B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127562735373716434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/RyjDJA17C9I/AAAAAAAAACc/EpI3_CyNKu8/s320/lu_P_B.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meu mundo não tem forma, só contorno...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Contorno o Cabo de Minhas Esperanças&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e me perco no desenrolar de novo descobrimento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e me acho no esplendor de tantas Índias...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou Caminha descrevendo um novo dia&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou Cabral ensandecido na descoberta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sou Sardinha, e me dôo à essa antropofagia verbal!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O mundo me descobre todas as tardes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e me vejo sedenta de novos rumos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e parto, com três caravelas mancas, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;para o Paraíso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E coloco meu burrico ao mar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333979762362901248-8281305426664623943?l=contonomeucanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/feeds/8281305426664623943/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333979762362901248&amp;postID=8281305426664623943' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default/8281305426664623943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default/8281305426664623943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/2007/10/tontices-da-chuva.html' title='Tontices da Chuva!'/><author><name>Lourdes Nassif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710109270458046525</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/_BuYyx8gdsqA/SXy6yLpiMkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MyR3slOcGKk/S220/por-do-sol-022.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/RyjDJA17C9I/AAAAAAAAACc/EpI3_CyNKu8/s72-c/lu_P_B.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333979762362901248.post-9201444502182046568</id><published>2007-10-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T11:15:13.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bilhetinho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/Rydz5A17C8I/AAAAAAAAACU/wIc9WzU5gq8/s1600-h/10digital3d130x98.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127194124100504514" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/Rydz5A17C8I/AAAAAAAAACU/wIc9WzU5gq8/s320/10digital3d130x98.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;A chuva se forma lentamente...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Promessa de vento forte...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Encolho-me na coberta,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;descobrindo o mundo ao meu redor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e me pego navegante de meu mar interior...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tantas coisas flutuam...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flutua em mim a consciência&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e junto dela a inconsciência...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flutua meu sonho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e minha poesia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Flutua meu dia e minha madrugada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Eu flutuo meus minutos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;procurando o porto de minhas certezas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;e me acho âncora&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;em minhas decisões...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais um dia termina poesia em meus dedos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais um dia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333979762362901248-9201444502182046568?l=contonomeucanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/feeds/9201444502182046568/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333979762362901248&amp;postID=9201444502182046568' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default/9201444502182046568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default/9201444502182046568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/2007/10/bilhetinho.html' title='Bilhetinho'/><author><name>Lourdes Nassif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710109270458046525</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/_BuYyx8gdsqA/SXy6yLpiMkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MyR3slOcGKk/S220/por-do-sol-022.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/Rydz5A17C8I/AAAAAAAAACU/wIc9WzU5gq8/s72-c/10digital3d130x98.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7333979762362901248.post-7974151703721911526</id><published>2007-10-18T07:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-18T08:27:05.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheguei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/Rxd7DJgJz8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/_MZI4FVitPc/s1600-h/Arsenura_meander.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122698395177832386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/Rxd7DJgJz8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/_MZI4FVitPc/s320/Arsenura_meander.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depois de ler tantos blogs, tantos sentimentos, tanta poesia... fiquei com comichão nas mãos, vontade na pleura, desejo nos olhos de me ver impressa no espaço cibernético.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre achei que mostrar letras formando poesias era deixar que invadissem a minha privacidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei lá o que é privacidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei de letras formando palavras que traduzem sentimentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei de fuçar a alma, carimbando o querer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só sei o que sei de mim, neste canto que resolvi escrever.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7333979762362901248-7974151703721911526?l=contonomeucanto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/feeds/7974151703721911526/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7333979762362901248&amp;postID=7974151703721911526' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default/7974151703721911526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7333979762362901248/posts/default/7974151703721911526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://contonomeucanto.blogspot.com/2007/10/cheguei.html' title='Cheguei'/><author><name>Lourdes Nassif</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01710109270458046525</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/_BuYyx8gdsqA/SXy6yLpiMkI/AAAAAAAAAEY/MyR3slOcGKk/S220/por-do-sol-022.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BuYyx8gdsqA/Rxd7DJgJz8I/AAAAAAAAAB0/_MZI4FVitPc/s72-c/Arsenura_meander.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
