tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6663818538177483392011-07-08T09:47:30.436-07:00Haikais e um Pouco MaisRozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.comBlogger411100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-45435272105506157032009-06-29T22:38:00.000-07:002009-06-29T23:20:57.873-07:00<p></p><br /><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Desilusão</strong></span></p><br /><br /><p align="center">Todo encanto e doçura</p><p align="center">De repente se faz pó</p><p align="center">E a mão, antes suave</p><p align="center">Traz em riste um punhal!</p><p align="center">Uma máscara que cai</p><p align="center">Névoa que se dissipa</p><p align="center">Não restando nem a sombra</p><p align="center">Do que nunca chegou a ser!</p><p align="center"><br /><br /><br /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">Perguntas saltam aos borbotões,</p><p align="center">Mas quedam silentes, anestesiadas</p><p align="center">Diante de tanta indiferença</p><p align="center">Então, o riso que era solto</p><p align="center">Se faz raro... emudece...</p><p align="center">Alma de veste negras</p><p align="center">Nesse luto necessário</p><p align="center">Que permitirá recomeçar!</p><p align="center"><br /><br /><br /></p><div align="center"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Skmm7VRMI5I/AAAAAAAAALI/fnxH4Zg-ykQ/s1600-h/punhal.jpg"></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4543527210550615703?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-45102710577573830822009-06-29T20:51:00.000-07:002009-06-29T20:56:25.962-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SkmL-3PtygI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2KHy-Nj2QRA/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+m.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 122px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352963544204560898" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SkmL-3PtygI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2KHy-Nj2QRA/s200/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+m.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SkmL-3PtygI/AAAAAAAAAKg/2KHy-Nj2QRA/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o+m.jpg"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Coração perdido<br />Pelos cantos da casa<br />Em quarentena<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4510271057757383082?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-15823978556748045112009-06-01T21:04:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:17:37.969-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SiSk-Zp7aoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OTPzrMCR8Ks/s1600-h/boto.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 151px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342576449913842306" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SiSk-Zp7aoI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/OTPzrMCR8Ks/s200/boto.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div>Antes do baile</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Boto se prepara</div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div>Pra dar o que falar</div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-size:78%;">( referência a lenda brasileira sobre o boto cor-de-rosa)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1582397855674804511?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-31504145950538801322009-06-01T20:36:00.000-07:002009-06-01T21:18:58.132-07:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Pausa para um <em>POETRIX </em></span><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SiShYG1S0gI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kEFED2ZiYSM/s1600-h/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342572493491327490" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SiShYG1S0gI/AAAAAAAAAKI/kEFED2ZiYSM/s200/cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.bmp" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong></strong></div><br /><div><strong>Tenho um coração que arde</strong></div><br /><br /><div>Em labaredas inflama</div><br /><div>Vira brasa incandescente</div><br /><div>Toda vez que tu me <strong><em>chamas</em></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-3150414595053880132?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-72158729285318054362009-04-26T17:31:00.000-07:002009-04-26T17:40:45.483-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SfT9S1kdc8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3MoXTPnzqZc/s1600-h/gaucho+mateando.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329162759145616322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 143px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SfT9S1kdc8I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/3MoXTPnzqZc/s200/gaucho+mateando.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Pampa gaúcho</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Peão sorve um amargo</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Quando amanhece</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7215872928531805436?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-34829258580433102912009-04-26T17:23:00.000-07:002009-04-26T17:43:42.303-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SfT7pKMOQoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vG3VXpiDDMM/s1600-h/gaucho.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329160943614968450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SfT7pKMOQoI/AAAAAAAAAJw/vG3VXpiDDMM/s200/gaucho.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p> </p><p>Na lida de campo</p><p> </p><p></p><p>Gaúcho e cavalo</p><p> </p><p></p><p>Inseparáveis</p><p> </p><p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-3482925858043310291?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-55391110247498103682009-04-08T20:04:00.001-07:002009-04-08T20:36:34.991-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sd1nOs1knoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dzZAnI-YkR4/s1600-h/Itacar%C3%A9-Ba5.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322523836873481858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sd1nOs1knoI/AAAAAAAAAJo/dzZAnI-YkR4/s200/Itacar%C3%A9-Ba5.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;">Foto:Mara Faturi-PoA</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffcc66;">imagem de Itacaré-BA</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mergulha o sol<br /><br /><br />Do galho da árvore<br /><br /><br />Refresco no dia<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-5539111024749810368?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-75569741040296218952009-04-03T13:45:00.000-07:002009-04-03T13:50:06.215-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SdZ15ANNP3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ClSYdxPXcuQ/s1600-h/%C3%A1rvoreantropom%C3%B3rfica.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320569631953207154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SdZ15ANNP3I/AAAAAAAAAJg/ClSYdxPXcuQ/s200/%C3%A1rvoreantropom%C3%B3rfica.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p>Natureza bela</p><br /><p>Num passo de balé</p><br /><p>Parece ela</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7556974104029621895?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-72412922727639161522009-04-03T09:35:00.000-07:002009-04-03T13:54:06.823-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SdY7DIn1lrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iKuKtvR792U/s1600-h/Lindo+2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320504934825039538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SdY7DIn1lrI/AAAAAAAAAJY/iKuKtvR792U/s200/Lindo+2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p>Caminho florido</p><br /><p>Perfuma nossos passos</p><br /><p>Estreita laços</p><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7241292272763916152?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-49414131837230270562009-04-02T20:11:00.000-07:002009-04-02T20:27:06.672-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SdV-6p9EZ4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4enNukeo1hk/s1600-h/foto_noronha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320298080967616386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SdV-6p9EZ4I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/4enNukeo1hk/s200/foto_noronha.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p>Uma sereia</p><br /><p>Enfeita a paisagem</p><br /><p>Seios emergem</p><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4941413183723027056?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-17986349883228656592009-03-25T13:17:00.000-07:002009-03-25T13:19:38.841-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/ScqRdN1JEaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/mUXpzJnldgA/s1600-h/sem+tÃ&shy;tulo.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317222241179079074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 151px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/ScqRdN1JEaI/AAAAAAAAAJI/mUXpzJnldgA/s200/sem+t%C3%ADtulo.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><br /><p>Gotas de orvalho</p><br /><p>Emprestam olhos fugazes</p><br /><p>Folha exulta</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1798634988322865659?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-44490335654355718502009-03-25T13:11:00.000-07:002009-03-26T06:38:54.797-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/ScqP9xNjAcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vEpAcTQAZ2k/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317220601409241538" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 125px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/ScqP9xNjAcI/AAAAAAAAAJA/vEpAcTQAZ2k/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p>Na superfície</p><br /><p>Onda que se rebela</p><br /><p>Náufraga vela</p><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4449033565435571850?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-28766702408272458722009-03-23T06:28:00.000-07:002009-04-05T17:09:01.240-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SceOi04hPgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CcEUTa2XIWk/s1600-h/orvalho.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316374614096559618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SceOi04hPgI/AAAAAAAAAI4/CcEUTa2XIWk/s200/orvalho.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><br /><p>Flor mais bonita</p><br /><p>Quando gota de orvalho</p><br /><p>Torna-se seu broche</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-2876670240827245872?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-42943656028028131742009-03-21T19:20:00.000-07:002009-03-21T19:25:04.384-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/ScWgvPMs38I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CZdhBy7KdDg/s1600-h/Vancouver_por_do_sol.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315831668574838722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/ScWgvPMs38I/AAAAAAAAAIw/CZdhBy7KdDg/s200/Vancouver_por_do_sol.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Sol Nascente<br /><br /><br />Pinta uma aquarela<br /><br /><br />Céu incandescente<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4294365602802813174?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-50147374672898111392009-03-16T20:03:00.000-07:002009-03-16T20:11:46.829-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8TPUhaM0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OvkcbMmk3x4/s1600-h/teia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313987239248278338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 118px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8TPUhaM0I/AAAAAAAAAIg/OvkcbMmk3x4/s200/teia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Aranha tece<br /><br /><br />Seu lar armadilha<br /><br /><br />Assim sobrevive<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-5014737467289811139?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-12545176542345690982009-03-16T19:52:00.000-07:002009-03-16T20:01:27.429-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8QlZDNpRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XjApUBXK1So/s1600-h/Lua+ilumina+PoA.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313984319886042386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8QlZDNpRI/AAAAAAAAAIY/XjApUBXK1So/s200/Lua+ilumina+PoA.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">Foto:Mara Faturi - PoA</span></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p>Lua bem cheia</p><br /><p>Esnoba luzes urbanas</p><br /><p>Instiga amantes</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1254517654234569098?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-4538089406268502222009-03-16T19:45:00.000-07:002009-04-05T17:10:30.047-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8PTOg3QII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WpuiHP5eJuQ/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313982908308340866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8PTOg3QII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/WpuiHP5eJuQ/s200/untitled.bmp" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Púrpura imagem</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Um coqueiro sussurra</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>Ternas palavras</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-453808940626850222?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-68759001000502409322009-03-16T19:40:00.000-07:002009-03-16T19:44:33.654-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8N_Wjm2yI/AAAAAAAAAII/v-DOj_s_eUQ/s1600-h/paisagem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313981467358321442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 154px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb8N_Wjm2yI/AAAAAAAAAII/v-DOj_s_eUQ/s200/paisagem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p>Longo caminho</p><br /><p>Rodeado por árvores</p><br /><p>Não sigo sozinho</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-6875900100050240932?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-47183179697973285152009-03-15T18:56:00.000-07:002009-03-15T19:04:03.680-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb2yGq9_TQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4atAnF3Iwd8/s1600-h/lageado.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313598963050302722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb2yGq9_TQI/AAAAAAAAAH4/4atAnF3Iwd8/s200/lageado.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">Foto:Heraldo Cunha, Jiquiriçá-BA</span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#000000;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Água e Pedra</span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Diferenças eternas</span></p><br /><p><span style="color:#ffffff;">Que se completam</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4718317969797328515?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-67489274968300349642009-03-15T18:21:00.000-07:002009-04-05T17:11:30.840-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb2qOcOWfQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pcd28NP1QGo/s1600-h/vento.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313590300438330626" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 143px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 112px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb2qOcOWfQI/AAAAAAAAAHo/pcd28NP1QGo/s200/vento.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Humildes troncos<br /><br /><br />Vergam ao forte vento<br /><br /><br />Assim resistem<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-6748927496830034964?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-22823215751384000942009-03-15T18:10:00.000-07:002009-03-15T18:17:57.452-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb2nVkRZFqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PODHJz0n0ME/s1600-h/tempestade.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313587124322768546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb2nVkRZFqI/AAAAAAAAAHg/PODHJz0n0ME/s200/tempestade.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Raios rabiscam<br /><br />Anunciam tempestade<br /><br />Fez calor à tarde<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-2282321575138400094?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-71805714256368509802009-03-15T14:34:00.000-07:002009-03-15T18:48:54.945-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb10tBT9fkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8Om6lxr9uZQ/s1600-h/por+de+sol-+heraldo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313531452162145858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb10tBT9fkI/AAAAAAAAAHY/8Om6lxr9uZQ/s200/por+de+sol-+heraldo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">foto: Heraldo Cunha, Jiquiriçá-BA</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Mais um por de sol<br /><br /><br /><br />O horizonte adorna<br /><br /><br /><br />Tarde se faz morna<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7180571425636850980?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-13345158615269410902009-03-15T14:16:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:31:48.687-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb1wqhII57I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Y_nb0DdeC58/s1600-h/planta+pr%C3%B3ximo+a+margem.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313527011116378034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb1wqhII57I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/Y_nb0DdeC58/s200/planta+pr%C3%B3ximo+a+margem.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">fotografia de Heraldo Cunha - Jiquiriçá-BA</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Arbusto a margem</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Anseia um mergulho</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">Coragem não falta</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1334515861526941090?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-63756262174612378742009-03-15T14:06:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:14:48.305-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb1uTvJH2pI/AAAAAAAAAHI/usHTGw40CjM/s1600-h/coqueiro+Heraldo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313524420718353042" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sb1uTvJH2pI/AAAAAAAAAHI/usHTGw40CjM/s200/coqueiro+Heraldo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p></p><span style="color:#ff9900;"><span style="font-size:85%;">Fotografia gentilmente cedida por Herado Cunha - Jiquiriçá - BA</span></span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"><br /><br /></span><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><p>Vaidoso coqueiro</p><br /><br /><p>Mira-se no espelho</p><br /><br /><p>Tal qual Narciso</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-6375626217461237874?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-47205202769151781832009-03-14T21:06:00.000-07:002009-03-14T21:26:28.444-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbx-6qAApJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9N9v7DJO0IM/s1600-h/%C3%A1rvore+seca.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313261206562186386" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbx-6qAApJI/AAAAAAAAAHA/9N9v7DJO0IM/s200/%C3%A1rvore+seca.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Paisagem seca<br /><br /><br />Natureza de luto<br /><br /><br />Falta flor e fruto<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-4720520276915178183?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-13708891157351745782009-03-14T19:47:00.000-07:002009-03-14T21:39:43.920-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbxs9XIcwTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/eOw8nmJEYtA/s1600-h/neve.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313241461827617074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 80px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbxs9XIcwTI/AAAAAAAAAGw/eOw8nmJEYtA/s200/neve.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Forte nevasca<br /><br />Congela o pássaro<br /><br />Atraso no vôo<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1370889115735174578?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-26081562491622451192009-03-13T15:47:00.000-07:002009-03-14T20:07:49.474-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbrjltW4VDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4r-T5GzFV2k/s1600-h/pombo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312808947407148082" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbrjltW4VDI/AAAAAAAAAGo/4r-T5GzFV2k/s200/pombo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;">Foto de Mara Faturi - PoA</span></p><p></p><br /><p>Pombo frustrado</p><br /><p>Julgou ser seu bando</p><br /><p>Chão pavimentado</p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-2608156249162245119?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-54434408941057385892009-03-12T15:44:00.000-07:002009-03-12T15:50:35.881-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbmQm7WosVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cmDgV_GntD4/s1600-h/silhueta+na+lua.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312436233902272850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbmQm7WosVI/AAAAAAAAAFg/cmDgV_GntD4/s200/silhueta+na+lua.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p></p><br /><p>Tristeza tanta </p><br /><p>Faz da lua cheia</p><br /><p>Quarto-minguante</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-5443440894105738589?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-11029824726802424632009-03-12T15:31:00.000-07:002009-03-12T15:43:22.792-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbmN1v0vJNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oA6zhMRBcEU/s1600-h/pena+voando.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312433189970453714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 94px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbmN1v0vJNI/AAAAAAAAAFY/oA6zhMRBcEU/s200/pena+voando.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Uma pena cai<br /><br /><br />Outono de pássaro<br /><br /><br />Ele nem percebe<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1102982472680242463?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-78677388821670345342009-03-11T20:23:00.000-07:002009-03-11T20:31:33.534-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbiBVmv49UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UGhq39svJRQ/s1600-h/precip%C3%ADcio.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312137968662148418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 73px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 127px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbiBVmv49UI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/UGhq39svJRQ/s200/precip%C3%ADcio.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p></p><br /><p>Precípício</p><br /><p>Tentativa insana</p><br /><p>De reinício</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7867738882167034534?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-15380886272628437812009-03-11T20:09:00.000-07:002009-03-11T20:21:33.961-07:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh-kTBX-0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MmrBn2SaLyU/s1600-h/p%C3%A1ssaro+no+arco-%C3%ADris.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312134922529930050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 118px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 86px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh-kTBX-0I/AAAAAAAAAE4/MmrBn2SaLyU/s200/p%C3%A1ssaro+no+arco-%C3%ADris.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh9O7Xi1KI/AAAAAAAAAEw/Sk5EeVydMRg/s1600-h/cardume.jpg"></a><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div></div><br /><p><u><span style="color:#000000;"></span></u></p><p><u></u> </p><p><u>Pássaro voa</u></p><p><u>Busca no arco-íris</u></p><p><u>Pote de ouro</u></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1538088627262843781?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-23212125165863481282009-03-11T19:55:00.000-07:002009-03-11T20:07:58.193-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh6B-yb4oI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9CoJNrWz0x8/s1600-h/cachoeira.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312129934936498818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 135px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh6B-yb4oI/AAAAAAAAAEo/9CoJNrWz0x8/s200/cachoeira.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Úmida cortina<br /><br />Fluindo entre as pedras<br /><br />Guarda a caverna<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-2321212516586348128?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-57993968276691068792009-03-11T19:49:00.000-07:002009-03-11T19:54:12.276-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh4XHBiIlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MWHNV3tZqmA/s1600-h/AMC10EWCA98Y7P4CAB7F34ECAFL1O09CAAO8H8UCAOGX1ROCAQI0NVRCAJ7IF3QCA6XS9MGCA483VTTCARUMYTUCAYRTHYDCAOBCHBNCA6MGIIOCAMHP706CAP9TRP7CAE5ZXCECAP1E2CJ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312128098901303890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 113px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbh4XHBiIlI/AAAAAAAAAEg/MWHNV3tZqmA/s200/AMC10EWCA98Y7P4CAB7F34ECAFL1O09CAAO8H8UCAOGX1ROCAQI0NVRCAJ7IF3QCA6XS9MGCA483VTTCARUMYTUCAYRTHYDCAOBCHBNCA6MGIIOCAMHP706CAP9TRP7CAE5ZXCECAP1E2CJ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p> </p><p><br /> </p><p></p><br /><p>Nova descoberta</p><br /><p>olhos saltam, brilham</p><br /><p>Sol de clorofila!</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-5799396827669106879?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-13859861614359544102009-03-11T19:28:00.000-07:002009-03-11T19:47:43.385-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbhzoatcWKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DHy09cr7Rsg/s1600-h/borboleta+saindo+do+casulo.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312122898685384866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 82px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbhzoatcWKI/AAAAAAAAAEY/DHy09cr7Rsg/s200/borboleta+saindo+do+casulo.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p></p><br /><p>Profunda mudança</p><p>Faz da letargia</p><p>Passo de dança</p><br /><p></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-1385986161435954410?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-3444095949626819722009-03-11T19:20:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:40:34.719-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbhxx_hwjmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_118vxMeSyk/s1600-h/abelha+na+folha.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312120864164056674" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 137px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 103px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/Sbhxx_hwjmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/_118vxMeSyk/s200/abelha+na+folha.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p>Flutua abelha</p><br /><p>Na prancha verde da folha</p><br /><p>Férias da colméia</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-344409594962681972?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-71623889553244026622009-03-11T14:36:00.000-07:002009-03-11T14:43:49.743-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbgwSEZm3BI/AAAAAAAAADA/XyC6POaS-Vo/s1600-h/images.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312048847460424722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbgwSEZm3BI/AAAAAAAAADA/XyC6POaS-Vo/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Noite sem lua<br /><br />Tristeza insiste<br /><br />Total eclipse<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7162388955324402662?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-74754083110127611752009-03-10T22:38:00.000-07:002009-03-10T22:44:25.964-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbdObsB6a-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_rsvfKG6b7w/s1600-h/AZQZ8TLCARPHWC0CAQ2RB7ECANB2NPMCA8GWFFFCAOIR26GCAYTT2HQCA1E25DECAFLA9GVCAH9X42UCA4E5UR5CA0U4OVRCAF9PQQXCAN91F85CAKAY9F8CAUFDK0MCA3A24CKCANIT2TQ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311800523089406946" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 95px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 123px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbdObsB6a-I/AAAAAAAAAC4/_rsvfKG6b7w/s200/AZQZ8TLCARPHWC0CAQ2RB7ECANB2NPMCA8GWFFFCAOIR26GCAYTT2HQCA1E25DECAFLA9GVCAH9X42UCA4E5UR5CA0U4OVRCAF9PQQXCAN91F85CAKAY9F8CAUFDK0MCA3A24CKCANIT2TQ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p></p><p>Daquele galho </p><br /><br /><p>Pássaro ferido cai</p><br /><br /><p>Primeiro haicai</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-7475408311012761175?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-8541082388510789832009-03-10T22:08:00.000-07:002009-03-10T23:16:43.451-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbdHhMS42fI/AAAAAAAAACg/WLFhX9tnpPw/s1600-h/AA6OY65CAOSHXMJCA0EUTSOCA732CVBCAEBNJE0CAR356U2CAOVVJHXCAUWPVYUCA1BGODHCACK9OF7CAHNST0RCAQNF0P3CAQY6T8ACA1YACL6CAXZX0QPCA6GAOKICAB2R36LCAPGFQPZ.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311792921068493298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 95px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbdHhMS42fI/AAAAAAAAACg/WLFhX9tnpPw/s200/AA6OY65CAOSHXMJCA0EUTSOCA732CVBCAEBNJE0CAR356U2CAOVVJHXCAUWPVYUCA1BGODHCACK9OF7CAHNST0RCAQNF0P3CAQY6T8ACA1YACL6CAXZX0QPCA6GAOKICAB2R36LCAPGFQPZ.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />No leito do rio<br /><br />Momento de encanto<br /><br />Seca meu pranto<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-854108238851078983?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-68919197553067120942009-03-10T21:54:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:50:43.761-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbdEJKLbSXI/AAAAAAAAACY/xFgtYG1--84/s1600-h/A14DH2VCATFOXKTCAKWZ04ECA7TXLQICA68R17DCAX3YI37CAYMIVEMCARFOJWWCA6G0GF1CASGMUGRCAPTEOMVCA4LUFF9CA4PGSV1CASQE6PRCAFWLOH9CANA9IGWCADOK4MXCA35ZVNX.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311789209648580978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbdEJKLbSXI/AAAAAAAAACY/xFgtYG1--84/s200/A14DH2VCATFOXKTCAKWZ04ECA7TXLQICA68R17DCAX3YI37CAYMIVEMCARFOJWWCA6G0GF1CASGMUGRCAPTEOMVCA4LUFF9CA4PGSV1CASQE6PRCAFWLOH9CANA9IGWCADOK4MXCA35ZVNX.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Na borboleta<br /><br />Jaz uma lagarta<br /><br />Beleza farta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-6891919755306712094?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-8194357352983785322009-03-10T17:47:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:49:18.851-07:00<p></p><br /><p><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbcXI5HSNoI/AAAAAAAAABo/j675w8Ok1XY/s1600-h/GetAttachment.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311739727044556418" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbcXI5HSNoI/AAAAAAAAABo/j675w8Ok1XY/s200/GetAttachment.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333300;"></span> </p><br /><p></p><br /><p></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"></span></p><br /><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"></span></p><p></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;">foto gentilmente cedida por Mara Faturi- PoA </span><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"> </span></p><p><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff9900;"></span> </p><br /><p><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span></p><br /><p></p><br /><p>Emoções sutis</p><br /><p>Se fundem e confundem</p><br /><p>Nesse mar-nuvem <span style="color:#ff9900;"><br /><br /></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;color:#333300;"></span><br /></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-819435735298378532?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-666381853817748339.post-27967466591434487072009-03-10T17:41:00.000-07:002009-03-15T14:42:49.939-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbcJG3A_laI/AAAAAAAAABI/2T7t_r25GQc/s1600-h/A6H6ZNZCA5GW7IPCA4HAXEZCA8DXHQKCAC6SXFLCAOGGMGLCA0DMXSFCA8YCDBLCAYZ1QB6CAO6VQOWCATPMUTICA5MBE3PCAG8FMWXCAGA62S7CAPMTMMZCAFAA8OACA888AX3CAF8QUGG.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311724298958771618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 86px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 110px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_jurkAJxsShQ/SbcJG3A_laI/AAAAAAAAABI/2T7t_r25GQc/s320/A6H6ZNZCA5GW7IPCA4HAXEZCA8DXHQKCAC6SXFLCAOGGMGLCA0DMXSFCA8YCDBLCAYZ1QB6CAO6VQOWCATPMUTICA5MBE3PCAG8FMWXCAGA62S7CAPMTMMZCAFAA8OACA888AX3CAF8QUGG.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Beija-flor pousa<br /><br />Orquídea se entrega<br /><br />Beijo esperado!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/666381853817748339-2796746659143448707?l=rosamor5.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Rozelane de Santis Moraishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11380964937591598273noreply@blogger.com2