quarta-feira, 28 de fevereiro de 2007

Muitos Amigos Lindos...



That's What Friends Are For

by Burt Bacharach

And I never thought I'd feel this way
And as far as I'm concerned
I'm glad I got the chance to say
That I do believe I love you
And if I should ever go away
Well then close your eyes and try
To feel the way we do today
And then if you can remember
Keep smiling, keep shining
Knowing you can always count on me, for sure
That's what friends are for
For good times and bad times
I'll be on your side forever more
That's what friends are for
Well you came in loving me
And now there's so much more I see
And so by the way I thank you
Oh and then for the times when we're apart
Well then close your eyes and know
The words are coming from my heart
And then if you can remember...

Uma QUESTÃO de CRES-CIMENTO e TIJOLO...


algumas pessoas são grandes demais para serem amadas,
perdemo-lhes, simplesmente, as dimensões...
outras são pequenas demais para serem amadas,
perdem-se, simplesmente, em outras dimensões.

Tio Paulinho por Maria Fernanda

Este Sou EU...

na visão da minha
artista favorita...
Maria Fernanda, que
por coincidência,
é também a minha
sobrinha...
Atentar aos detalhes
é um exercício espectacular...
os óculos, a barba etc...


Beijos e Beijos e Mais Beijos e Beijos para a Nanda do Tio Paulinho (chato pra meireles).

Fotógrafo


Fotógrafo, originally uploaded by PauloAcacio.

The Amateur Photographer


Beware of those who slyly pilch
In many cunning ways;
Beware of little lyres that filch
From undisputed bays!
Beware the tumbler's beaded brim,
The ass in fiercer fur;
But most of all beware of him
Who makes my pen to stir--
THe Insecure
And Amateur
Implacable Photographer!

Beware lest, thieving for your thirst,
An earwig's in the plum!
Beware of folly, gay at first,
That later makes you glum!
Beware of pits when stars are dim,
The tooth of vagrant cur;
But most of all beware of him
That makes my pen to stir--
The masterful
Disasterful
Implacable Photographer!

Beware of angling in a stream
Whose trout are not for you;
Beware of trusting in a dream
That's gone before the dew!
Beware of truckling to a whim;
Of folks that always purr;
But most of all beware of him
That makes my pen to stir--
The premature
And Amateur
Implacable Photographer!

Norman Rowland Gale

sexta-feira, 23 de fevereiro de 2007

Following The Crowd May Lead Nowhere...

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quinta-feira, 22 de fevereiro de 2007

sexta-feira, 2 de fevereiro de 2007

Gostei e Postei...

Nightmares and Daydreams

Confusions confound me,
illusions surround me
flowing like a river,
reflecting the world like a mirror
showing all its faults...
showing all its faults
There's no clear solution
Only fools and illusionsin
in this house of make believe
of nightmares and daydreams

James Noname

Santa Poesia