<?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-6681227714100861291</id><updated>2011-09-28T20:59:38.181-07:00</updated><category term='consciência'/><title type='text'>Poesia Clara</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiaclara.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6681227714100861291/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiaclara.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Murilo Luiz Cardoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865510669170424873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BdEoDsDjPf4/Sy-HJvGHg6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/SOEl6GKFH-Y/S220/Meu+rosto+-+Murilo.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6681227714100861291.post-959901796124625031</id><published>2011-09-28T20:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:59:38.189-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='consciência'/><title type='text'>Uma nova poesia, para tentar dar uma guinada no meu ritmo literário...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="fbUnderline" style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SOB O ALTAR DA CONSCIÊNCIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Vejo, com um descrente olhar perdido no turbilhão dos passos dados,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;O traçado imposto por tantos descontentamentos dissipar-se ao remoinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Tortuoso palmilhar em que se acumulam as vidas e dores no cadinho,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;No qual a ígnea do tempo desmancha da mente os ímpetos desvairados...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Nos rastros pelejam ainda os fantasmas sediciosos que cortejei outrora,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Vejo-lhes o veneno espúrio cuja peçonha ainda custa a depurar na clínica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Dest’alma imortal que Deus me deu e na qual fiz moldar em frieza cínica,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Mil corpos dissolutos dispostos sucessivamente aos vícios em cada aurora...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;A dureza desse vislumbre afrouxa meus joelhos, dada sua clareza cegante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;A trilha ainda há de ser revolta nos infindáveis ciclos que virão adiante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Há que se filtrar o fel, retirar a culpa e nortear o instinto errante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Em quantos pântanos chafurdarei até merecer adentrar ao banquete de alegrias lautas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;De quantas vidas disporei para escapar do sorvedouro das emoções incautas?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;Só o saberá Aquele cuja pena sempre renova a esperança em novas pautas...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Murilo Luiz Cardoso (12/09/2011)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.5em;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Trata-se de um contrapeso. Uma tentativa de mostrar aos amigos e amigas que porventura venham a ler meus rabiscos que em meu esforço poético também buscarei cultivar esse germe de amor que o espiritismo faz brilhar em mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim, peço o amparo da espiritualidade amiga para sustentar meu frágil intento e inspirar minhas palavras nesta nova etapa de minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus nos abençoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MURILO LUIZ CARDOSO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6681227714100861291-2934733613448438337?l=poesiaclara.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poesiaclara.blogspot.com/feeds/2934733613448438337/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poesiaclara.blogspot.com/2011/05/porque-um-dia-compreensao-chega.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6681227714100861291/posts/default/2934733613448438337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6681227714100861291/posts/default/2934733613448438337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poesiaclara.blogspot.com/2011/05/porque-um-dia-compreensao-chega.html' title='Porque um dia a compreensão chega...'/><author><name>Murilo Luiz Cardoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09865510669170424873</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BdEoDsDjPf4/Sy-HJvGHg6I/AAAAAAAAAA0/SOEl6GKFH-Y/S220/Meu+rosto+-+Murilo.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
