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Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-64915170634182162842012-10-20T17:33:00.000+01:002012-11-01T22:42:01.484+00:00Tu... (20/10/2012)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-53887244951381073722012-08-08T13:56:00.000+01:002012-08-26T13:58:18.348+01:00nova trajectória...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-14663470322548873082012-07-26T21:30:00.000+01:002012-08-26T13:52:57.433+01:00entre flancos de cristais...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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abrilino tão nosso… laços estrelares crescem ao sol poente… entre
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<span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><b>Entre luares suspensos, reencontro perfumes reconhecidos na margem ondulante do Mar… canto encantado no acordar do teu chegar… imprevisto o toque na luz pronunciada… em mil verdes dum olhar crescente… lastro ilimitado na madrugada…</b></span></span><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> </span></span></div><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LadJeS310kc" width="400"></iframe></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-64760038198006825572012-01-15T18:51:00.008+00:002012-02-10T01:58:46.921+00:00odor decifrado...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
<span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><span style="font-size: large;"><b>Quebro todos os espelhos... e nos seus estilhaços, redimensiono todos os meus espaços... onde passo a passo cresce o odor decifrado... nas dobras do mar salgado...</b></span></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0xk4nSZUWMY" width="400"></iframe></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-65213427111692439382011-12-05T23:19:00.002+00:002011-12-23T02:29:55.985+00:00imortal (esse teu olhar)...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">No fundo do teu olhar glauco imortalizo cheiros insulares, faseados nas folhas dispersas da memória... rendida nesse teu voo, onde revolves águas lapidadas em surdina... e uma nova madrugada renasce na transparência da densa neblina...</span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/99_BOsxIt6w" width="500"></iframe></span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-15476289284593322402011-11-20T15:38:00.009+00:002011-11-24T19:30:38.263+00:00nas tuas asas de arcanjo...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Entre sedas púrpuras, crescem rostos que resistem à intemporalidade dum arco-íris múltiplo… nocturnos recantos onde me aquieto nas tuas asas de arcanjo… interrompo o curso da temporalidade solar… e, desprendo-me da terra quando em ti reencontro raízes soltas dum aMor crescente em solos de oitava Maior…</span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cRrdP8bUZI4" width="420"></iframe></span></span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-83899099882292900782011-11-15T00:06:00.004+00:002011-11-24T19:23:01.012+00:00água jade do teu olhar...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Decalcas na areia suada do deserto... o som da água jade do teu olhar, em filamentos imemoriais... e quando as tuas mãos me pertencem em ângulos certos... entendo a gruta secreta do meu coração... numa voz respirada em mil luares abertos... </span></b></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/YCcynv58NY0" width="420"></iframe> </span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-33328992449975439892011-11-08T22:13:00.002+00:002011-11-24T19:18:06.439+00:00no teu olhar jade...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><b><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Cresce no teu olhar jade... a serenidade inquieta dum deserto arável... procura incessante de "Mil noveMbros"... guardados no lado secreto das memórias... que desaguam no renascimento de elos entrelaçados...</span></b></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/EKVy0EVu2ZI" width="460"></iframe> </span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-12608957600460546722011-09-28T22:24:00.006+01:002011-10-22T23:44:29.361+01:00no teu respirar...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}">Há no teu respirar uma travessia em contra-luz que me seduz... deserto aberto e murmurante às feridas colhidas na seiva da terra ardente... pérolas inquietas no refúgio do teu olhar, onde guardo todo o meu aMar... </span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/dnfo8rP78JQ" width="400"></iframe></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody translationEligibleUserMessage" data-ft="{"type":3}"> </span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-34102098600383593042011-09-13T12:51:00.001+01:002011-09-21T04:02:32.191+01:00rosas roxas proféticas...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">Fascinam-Me os labirintos da tua memória... onde desvendo o tempo das rosas roxas proféticas... e há uma travessia no prelúdio das tuas Mãos... sedento da mesma travessia que nos espera... do lado azul a sul da nossa quimera...</span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"> <iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/X6ymVaq3Fqk" width="400"></ifram4</span></h6></DIV></iframe></span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1868138314726603852.post-30987402300036511572011-08-31T20:55:00.001+01:002011-09-21T03:58:13.552+01:00anjo do meu mar...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}">...um dia partiste para longe do mar... sentido duma luz passageira, bordada nos corais encantados da noite primeira ... e a cada regresso teu é o mesmo mar que te desafia o destino ... como um anjo embalado que sorri ao divino...</span></span></h6><h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{"type":1}"><span class="messageBody" data-ft="{"type":3}"><iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K0Zge0l3t-E" width="400"></iframe0 <br></span></h6></DIV></iframe></span></h6></div>Cristina Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15693265995826876000noreply@blogger.com0