sábado, 11 de julho de 2015

GRAFITE

Impressa em grafite
                           na calçada
                                    :a bailarina.

                                              Ao vazio alçada
                                                       :heroína
                                                       a dançar
                                                         :a ser
                                                         :a ter                     
                                                         o silêncio
                                                            como
                                                         imaginário
                                                            par.
                              Humano
                                         caleidoscópio
                                                             :relicário
                                                                           de essências
                                                                                            a se misturar
                                                    :reminiscências
                                                                         do tempo
                                                                                       a bailar.

♫♫♫ Angels & Demons - Hans Zimmer

quinta-feira, 9 de julho de 2015

CHAMEGO

Busco no bosque
               de tuas delícias
                               as invisíveis
                                           :mas plausíveis
                                                     rotas
                                              das delirantes
                                           malícias bacantes
                                           nas quais contigo
                                        me perca
                                              :me encontre
                                                                :me enrosque
                                                                                  nas tramas
                                                 tranquilamente
                                                                    insanas
                                                                          de nosso ninho
                                                                           em aconchego
                                                                                :sempre
                                                                              efervescente
                                                                                  chamego
                                                                          flambado ao vinho.
   ♫♫♫ Moska - Soneto do teu Corpo

segunda-feira, 6 de julho de 2015

VERBETE

A esperança
              joga a trança
                           e descalça dança
                                               no chão de mim.
                        Corre
                              :escorre
                                  pelo
                                      vão do não
                                              :não se esconde
                                                           :não morre
                                                                    :responde sim.
                                   Aceita
                                             à espreita
                                                       o silêncio
                                                                e teu flerte
                                         :na pausa
                                                   de si mesma
                                                            calmaria causa
                                                      :lê
                                                         teu próprio
                                                                      verbete.

♫♫♫  Globus - The Promise

sexta-feira, 3 de julho de 2015

SUBMUNDO DA MEMÓRIA

Na partitura
             do Tempo
                      ouço
                          :não toco
                               a música do silêncio.

                                         Atitude de mulher
                                         :sorriso de menina
                                          :estrela maestrina
                                                   a reger
                                           em clave de prata
                                           a lógica insensata
                                                    do amor
                                                 não diminuto
                                         :do amar de minuto
                                                        em         
                                                     minuto
                          :sem doutrina
                                       ao ritmo da muda
                                                          canção enluarecida
                                                                       :entristecida
                                                                               :tecida
                                                                         :jamais esquecida
                                                no destroçado
                                                                 submundo da ruína
                                                                                      da memória
                                                                                            onde
                                                                           gravou-se a história
                                        :em corpo-violão
                                                        gélido sol dedilhado
                                                                         em tom dilacerado.

♫♫♫ Circa Paleo - Promontory - The Last of the Mohicans