tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15888962802125355392024-03-12T20:57:25.823-07:00CEMITÉRIO DE NAVIOSAbrigo caos preguiça nestes cômodos vazios e no quintal aberto amplio outro deserto de areia movediça: cemitério de navios...Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.comBlogger135125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-17663527178039809152012-06-30T12:18:00.000-07:002012-06-30T12:29:50.799-07:00Tem que valorizarantes que <br />
meu filho <br />
chame de pai <br />
a televisão <br />
<br />
abro muito <br />
bem abertos <br />
meus olhos <br />
de abraça-lo <br />
um instante <br />
<br />
tempo é alma <br />
Wilson <br />
<br />
é isso <br />
que estamos <br />
vendendo <br />
ao demônioWilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com20tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-66559354902274499922011-11-26T12:51:00.000-08:002011-11-26T12:52:36.856-08:00Devaneio<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uTN92gIMvgI/TtFRfC_xKVI/AAAAAAAABwY/4P86_ZFqXqo/s1600/Foto-0002TAA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uTN92gIMvgI/TtFRfC_xKVI/AAAAAAAABwY/4P86_ZFqXqo/s320/Foto-0002TAA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679410198913034578" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Wilson Guanais</strong><br /><br />foto digital<br />combinação de filtrosWilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-5725706491661628432011-10-07T08:28:00.000-07:002011-10-07T08:29:15.168-07:00Imagem<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_S7qme4ZwI/To8asxEGMdI/AAAAAAAABnk/83BkT_cZqX4/s1600/Ana4DA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_S7qme4ZwI/To8asxEGMdI/AAAAAAAABnk/83BkT_cZqX4/s320/Ana4DA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660772613015089618" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Wilson Guanais</strong> <br /><br />foto digital <br />combinação de filtrosWilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-13437105105996460982011-10-07T08:26:00.000-07:002011-10-07T08:27:23.930-07:00Imagem<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynklj6jnkHg/To8aReIZzEI/AAAAAAAABnc/DRjwl5F15c4/s1600/Ana4BA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 237px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ynklj6jnkHg/To8aReIZzEI/AAAAAAAABnc/DRjwl5F15c4/s320/Ana4BA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660772144076409922" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Wilson Guanais</strong> <br /><br />foto digital <br />combinação de filtrosWilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-91072360322400840242011-09-17T08:18:00.001-07:002011-09-17T08:18:32.504-07:00Lavoura felizquase dentro da televisão<br />assim plantados<br />em confortáveis poltronas <br />ou não<br /><br />todo vegetal sem distinção<br />recebe pelos anzóis<br />a mesma dose de adubo <br />nos olhos<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-75324064377356525302011-09-17T08:12:00.001-07:002011-09-17T08:12:32.985-07:00Pesadeloeu vi<br />uma janela <br />acesa<br />iluminando<br />o ambiente<br /><br />vi homens<br />vi mulheres<br />brigando<br />pelo<br />controle<br /><br />também vi<br />crianças<br />se jogavam<br />de cima<br />das pernas<br /><br />e no final<br />todos rindo<br />ou chorando<br />como idiotas<br />que eram<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-16497554510971057592011-09-14T07:54:00.000-07:002011-09-14T08:14:02.827-07:00Dessas de aniversárionão pode varrer<br />suas fraldas sujas<br />pra debaixo <br />do tapete não neném<br /><br />é como se fosse<br />uma goiaba madura<br />nosso planetinha<br />dentro de uma bexiga<br /><br />uma goiaba madura<br />com bichos<br />muitos bichos e nós<br /><br />dentro de uma bexiga<br />com um furo <br />na camada de ozónio<br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-58912751783442802732011-06-21T13:07:00.000-07:002011-09-12T08:18:14.337-07:00Instantevasto <br />vastíssimo o silêncio<br />é pedra de afiar poemas<br /><br />: meus olhos <br />de abraçar o impossível<br />com os braços.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br />este blog (des)continua aqui: <a href="http://wguanais.blogspot.com">Velho sentimento novo</a><br /><br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-27919833121183403772011-06-12T08:59:00.001-07:002011-06-12T09:06:21.251-07:00Simbiose<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRGcyIkOUvA/TfTjSlq985I/AAAAAAAABfI/s5FesGACYk4/s1600/Capa.bmp"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jRGcyIkOUvA/TfTjSlq985I/AAAAAAAABfI/s5FesGACYk4/s320/Capa.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617364543727334290" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Os autores:</strong><br /><br />Edinara Leão<br />Cynthia Lopes<br />Eunice Arruda<br />Rogério Pimentel<br />CecíLia Cassal<br />Pedro Du Bois<br />Euza Noronha<br />Cairo Trindade<br />Dora Vilela<br />Wilson Gorj<br />Tonho França<br />Wilson Guanais<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-71223058729845231652011-05-29T09:33:00.000-07:002011-05-29T09:34:44.791-07:00Felicidademeus<br />braços<br />abertos<br /><br />como<br />um<br />sorriso<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-62701057488523989582011-05-14T12:43:00.000-07:002011-05-14T12:44:57.084-07:00Epitáfioos olhos<br />não <br />sangram<br />mais<br /><br />(nem<br />menos)<br /><br />a <br />paisagem<br /><br />cicatrizou<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-7406820174876998432011-05-08T09:22:00.000-07:002011-05-08T09:26:39.230-07:00Composição<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVGMZhy7kYU/TcbDqawgIwI/AAAAAAAABe8/Jebmh10wOrI/s1600/Leia.aGA.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 231px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SVGMZhy7kYU/TcbDqawgIwI/AAAAAAAABe8/Jebmh10wOrI/s320/Leia.aGA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604381919813837570" /></a><br /><br /><strong>wilson guanais<br />& Léia</strong><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-53939914994597050592011-05-08T09:16:00.000-07:002011-05-08T09:18:47.623-07:00Devaneio<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kV9IqTQvk7Y/TcbB_il63cI/AAAAAAAABe0/T1QaDEnSC38/s1600/Olhos%2Be%2BbocasAna.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kV9IqTQvk7Y/TcbB_il63cI/AAAAAAAABe0/T1QaDEnSC38/s320/Olhos%2Be%2BbocasAna.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604380083670932930" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Wilson Guanais</strong><br /><br />foto digital <br />combinação de filtros<br /><br />veja mais aqui: <a href="http://fotoguanais.blogspot.com">Foto digital</a><br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-3146745839238851262011-05-08T07:01:00.000-07:002011-05-08T07:04:42.526-07:00de areiavocê sou eu<br />eu sou você<br />somos <br />assim<br /><br />: nosso <br />castelo<br />reconstruído<br /><br />pele<br />sobre pele<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-3976764269580536522011-05-02T13:23:00.000-07:002011-05-02T13:26:52.168-07:00Aprendizadoo teto<br />do sonho<br />feriu<br />meus joelhos<br /><br />: não sabiam<br />onde <br />doer<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-30213560144395092092011-04-24T09:14:00.000-07:002011-04-24T09:16:04.749-07:00Determinaçãoacolhido<br />ou não<br />pela<br />espécie<br /><br />eu<br />existo<br />e sou<br /><br />no mínimo<br />todos<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-81705633740637283182011-04-16T12:39:00.000-07:002011-04-16T12:43:05.164-07:00vertiGenscai<br />em meu abismo<br />com as estrelas<br />todas<br />acesas na pele<br /><br />densa <br />de Mistérios tantos<br />cai<br /><br />como um céu<br />no cio<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-8930344275031639402011-04-16T12:29:00.000-07:002011-04-16T12:45:07.770-07:00Sem título<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCDbGITDYIw/TanuRJaIUdI/AAAAAAAABVE/amh6GK0guRU/s1600/Foto1569AAV.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vCDbGITDYIw/TanuRJaIUdI/AAAAAAAABVE/amh6GK0guRU/s320/Foto1569AAV.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596265990335254994" /></a><br /><br /><strong>Wilson Guanais</strong><br /><br />foto digital <br />combinação de filtros<br /><br />veja mais aqui: <a href="http://fotoguanais.blogspot.com">Foto digital</a><br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-25952715533811920912011-04-14T12:55:00.000-07:002011-04-16T12:10:03.558-07:00Paliativodepois<br />da queda<br />um <br />corpo<br />engessa<br /><br />a <br />memória<br />do <br />anjo<br /><br />fraturada<br /><br /><br />***<br /><br /><strong>POETANDO JUNTO:</strong><br /><br />Loba<br /><br /><br />nem sempre<br />a memória <br />da queda<br />engessa <br />o paladar<br /><br />papos de anjo <br />ainda <br />enfeita<br />a dor<br />das fraturas<br /><br />do coração<br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-88076631941581104902011-02-23T08:03:00.000-08:002011-02-23T08:07:31.396-08:00Arte Postal - enviada<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dy1ZacGrV08/TWUwAQjO9eI/AAAAAAAABN8/5bW-8055hQg/s1600/wilson.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dy1ZacGrV08/TWUwAQjO9eI/AAAAAAAABN8/5bW-8055hQg/s320/wilson.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576916494569108962" /></a>Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-2387871317342235312011-01-31T04:22:00.000-08:002011-01-31T04:24:24.906-08:00do Mistérioa noite<br />é um gato aceso<br />no escuro<br /><br />no escuro<br />todos os gatos são<br />o que são<br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-42840207773187969942011-01-10T06:00:00.000-08:002011-01-10T06:14:43.380-08:0011 Anos- papai<br />- papai<br />correu gritando lá do quarto <br /><br />- sonhei <br />que quando eu era adulto eu era grande<br /><br />depois de um longo silêncio<br />enquanto eles se olhavam profundamente...<br />(de um jeito que só <br />pais e filhos conseguem)<br />concluiu:<br /><br />- grande mesmo<br />maior que meu outro pai<br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-68617017359216989952011-01-10T05:53:00.000-08:002011-01-10T05:55:18.590-08:00Esteante sala talvez<br />de alguma impossível<br />tempestade :<br /><br />cemitério de navios<br />em copo d'água<br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-88170206603485506392011-01-03T04:49:00.000-08:002011-01-03T04:56:31.440-08:00BalançoVocê <br />eu<br />as crianças<br /><br />o gato<br />o cachorro<br /><br />seis <br />corações<br />pulsando<br /><br />na <br />velocidade<br />do sonho<br /><br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1588896280212535539.post-81729118747832926922010-12-30T04:33:00.000-08:002011-01-03T04:49:38.860-08:00Avenidaa gente<br />faz Amor<br />bem <br />alto<br /><br />e <br />ninguém<br />acorda:<br /><br />a noite<br />é surda<br /><br />.Wilson Guanaishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15897106008983804244noreply@blogger.com0