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we'll lean that way forever

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VicioEra dantes que falavas para as paredes distraídas  E não te atrevias a olhar-me enquanto os teus pés nús  Se colavam à pele do chão e o sol fingia iluminar o teu rosto.   
Era dantes, era dantes, que tecias vestidos de seda  Para o sopro do silêncio as abandonar  Rasgando os versos que eu proclamava no teu ouvido  E as pontas dos teus dedos se incendiavam assim que me tocavas.   
Era dantes - sim, dantes - que tocavas violinos de lama  Nos lençóis de vento onde poisavas as tuas  Canções de amor violento e repulsa.   
(Ainda Vicio
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Riddle-filled springtimeRiddle-filled springtime:  a crescendo of daydreams  peels the wishing well. Riddle-filled springtime
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E se alguem perguntarRoubei as flores de jardim algum  para tas dar num suspiro,  mas tal como um sonho,  desfez-se nos recantos do teu olhar.   
Despedes-te das cortinas  por onde o luar  nos queimou a pele  e esqueço quem sou.   
Silêncio, que agora te canto:   
Pouco me importa que o teu cabelo quebre como caule;  Pouco me importa que emudeças, triste, quando te falo em fantasia;  Pouco me importa que seja a voz do mar a falar por ti  ou que já nenhum perfume transpire na tua pele:   
pouco     me       &nbs E se alguem perguntar
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The Beggar's LamentMorning lifts to the mechanical  Heads of the masses as they rise  
From a sea of weather-beaten streets;   
There is fog in the poor man's eye  And a sparrow in his pocket.   
He sits unsteady on a crummy flight of stairs,  Telling strangers about the meaning of life  But no one writes it down,   
And he shouts:  
Wake up.  Wake up and smell the ashes.   
His chapped lips tell stories of WWII,  Half-suns and half-words, eyes as dark as the night  And strayed bullets piercing the flesh of someone's children  As they crumble away, wrapped in dust.  & The Beggar's Lament
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to be a poet: 

45%
9 deviants said is to simply be a writer of poetry.
35%
7 deviants said is to enjoy reading and writing poetry, along with being interested in poetry readings and workshops that will help you improve your work, etc.
10%
2 deviants said is to be recognized as such by people with enough credibility, even if your work has not been published.
10%
2 deviants said other (please elaborate).
0%
No deviants said is to be a published author and/or have won official contests/competitions.
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The Blue Notebooks

Mon Oct 5, 2009, 3:39 PM
The Hunger Site

My Photography

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How enduring, how we need durability.
The sky before sunrise is soaked with light. Rosy colour tints buildings, bridges, and the Seine. I was here when she with whom I walk wasn't born yet, and the cities on a distant plain stood intact, before they rose in the air with the dust of sepulchral brick, and the people who lived there didn't know. Only this moment, at dawn, is real to me. The bygone lives are like my own past life, uncertain. I cast a spell on the city, asking it to last.

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  • Mood: Helpful
  • Listening to: Deadmau5 - Subvert
  • Drinking: the sky

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Devious Info

  • Current Residence: Évora.
  • Print preference: Decently sized.
  • Interests: Nature, Biking, Music, Movies, Photography, Poetry, Exploring, the Summer Sun.
  • Favourite movie: The Shawshank Redemption, Dead Poets Society, Fight Club, The Dark Knight, among others.
  • Favourite band or musician: Ask me tomorrow.
  • Favourite genre of music: Everything and nothing.
  • Favourite poet or writer: Al Berto, Pedreira, Wright, Levine, Kooser, Mueller, my Khaty.
  • Favourite photographer: The sky.
  • Favourite style of art: Poetry and photography.
  • MP3 player of choice: Creative Zen Stone Plus 4GB.
  • Shell of choice: Seashells.
  • Wallpaper of choice: Landscapes.
  • Skin of choice: The sun's.
  • Favourite cartoon character: Stewie.
  • Personal Quote: All I want to be is a thousand blackbirds bursting from a tree, seeding the sky. - Ted Kooser
  • Tools of the Trade: Words and sounds and color.

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:iconziyafot1:
*ziyafot1 1 day 14 hours ago
thanks for the :+fav: ;)
:iconnomadaonirico:
~nomadaonirico Nov 10, 2009, 10:13:48 AM
Obrigado pelo interesse, João.
Gostei quer da tua música, quer da tua poesia.

Abraço :)
:iconthelemaj:
*ThelemaJ Nov 10, 2009, 12:23:30 PM
Agradeço também a tua visita (:

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truth be told,
I'd rather be sold
than juggle stepping stones.
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=VertigoArt Oct 5, 2009, 5:51:24 PM
Thank you for the :+fav: on Stillborn

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Get published at Inhibitions: [link]

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*ThelemaJ Sep 18, 2009, 4:02:19 AM
17,000 Pageviews

Congrats!

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sabias que haveria de chegar
uma noite como esta
em que tudo parece estar vivido,
em que todos os corpos e todas as almas
não parecem ter nada para te ensinar.
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*ThelemaJ Sep 18, 2009, 4:02:28 AM
Thanks dude.

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sabias que haveria de chegar
uma noite como esta
em que tudo parece estar vivido,
em que todos os corpos e todas as almas
não parecem ter nada para te ensinar.
:iconmissdrizzle:
~missdrizzle Sep 5, 2009, 4:51:50 PM
obrigado pelos comentários, pelo fav, pelo watch!:D gosto imenso das tuas imagens,d as tuas palavras, sao fantasticas! vou retribuir o watch e visitar-te muito muito**

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music can change the world because it can change people! (Bono)
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