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                             Quando estou em ti

                             reviro-me
                             parto
                             conquisto
                             e sigo

                             fico ao contrário
                             de quatro
                             molhado
                             e todo

                             por dentro
                             e fora

                             com a lua
                             e sol no peito

                             chego a mim.

                                               09/05/2007

 

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                             Olho o sol
                             sorri-me de ti

                             danço à lua
                             e embriago-me
                             de ti

                             piso a terra
                             e oiço as nuvens

                             confidencio-me
                             com o mar doce
                             como tu

                             e não aguento mais

                             corro para te dar.

                                               05/05/2007

 

                             Mar

                             Contemplo-te

                             pergunto

                             fazes-me responder.

 

                             Zen

                             Não sei
                             sinto

                             Não revejo
                             vivo

                             Não prevejo
                             espero

                             Não sou
                             existo.

 

                             Poeta

                             Ainda ontem me olhava
                             tinha ânsia
                             dor
                             da procura
                             com tudo nas mãos
                             sem para onde ir.

                             Hoje
                             encontro regaço e atalho
                             em palavra tua.

                                               31/08/2002

 

                             Mais tarde

                             Quando eu morrer
                             afundem-me no profundo azul
                             leve como pó
                             fim
                             do peso que carreguei
                             levado ao fogo
                             e tornado insignificante
                             quanto ausente
                             deste tempo em que não estou.

 

 

                  dic.      

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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