tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-55687549152683871932012-02-15T07:24:22.932-08:00Jussára C Godinho - Ju VirginianaJussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.comBlogger691100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-52649515753530254662012-02-15T06:58:00.002-08:002012-02-15T07:17:35.072-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu5SwM_DAMU/TzvICk0IK6I/AAAAAAAAASc/hi756svxzyY/s1600/bannermini_avspe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Uu5SwM_DAMU/TzvICk0IK6I/AAAAAAAAASc/hi756svxzyY/s1600/bannermini_avspe.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Membro Efetivo da AVSPE desde 2006</strong></span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Poemas</strong></span> </div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.avspe.eti.br/AvspePoetas2012/JussaraCGodinho.htm">http://www.avspe.eti.br/AvspePoetas2012/JussaraCGodinho.htm</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-5264951575353025466?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-42198244111876497922012-01-09T06:41:00.001-08:002012-01-09T06:54:35.270-08:00<span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;, Courier, monospace;"><strong>III Jogos Florais de Caxias do Sul - RS</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;, Courier, monospace;"><strong>MENÇÃO HONROSA EM POESIA</strong></span><br /><strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: Courier New;">Tema: Magia</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4219824411187649792?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-80570328322973248032012-01-04T08:59:00.000-08:002012-01-04T08:59:46.261-08:00<strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;, Courier, monospace;">Prêmio Valdeck Almeida de Jesus</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #0b5394; font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;, Courier, monospace;">Crônicas:</span></strong><br /><br /><span style="font-family: &quot;Courier New&quot;, Courier, monospace;"><span style="color: #0b5394;"><strong>Passar de ano é sinônimo de aprender?</strong>(Jussára C. Godinho)<br /> <br /><strong>Mágico despertar de Primavera</strong><br />(Jussára C. Godinho)</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8057032832297324803?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-35872717236919657492011-12-19T16:30:00.000-08:002012-01-09T06:54:57.586-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #674ea7;">Classificação para participação em Antologia&nbsp;no concurso XVII FESERP Augusto dos Anjos - Poesia</span> </div><script language="javascript">var $wnd = window;</script><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3587271723691965749?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-73456106146543833592011-11-26T08:46:00.001-08:002011-12-19T16:33:16.787-08:00<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em>2011 - Concurso&nbsp; DIGIT-AL&nbsp; - Poesia "Acorda, Inspiração"</em></span></strong><br /><br /><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial;">Classificação para a Antologia</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: large;"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></blockquote></blockquote></span><div></div></strong><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-7345610614654383359?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-48374647117824755202011-11-26T08:39:00.001-08:002011-12-19T16:33:41.627-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>Concurso Literário Academia Caxiense de Letras - 2011</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue; font-family: &quot;Helvetica Neue&quot;, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>2º LUGAR - POESIA</strong></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nhLxHEcg9pE/TtpkQPGriBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/eD5S_xV7v4c/s1600/DSC00821.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nhLxHEcg9pE/TtpkQPGriBI/AAAAAAAAAQk/eD5S_xV7v4c/s320/DSC00821.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl94T_cqqmw/Ttpkbr1v82I/AAAAAAAAAQs/croT79Zkhp8/s1600/DSC00819.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Kl94T_cqqmw/Ttpkbr1v82I/AAAAAAAAAQs/croT79Zkhp8/s320/DSC00819.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4837464711782475520?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-81719950572020249472011-11-10T05:01:00.000-08:002011-12-19T16:34:26.447-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYBC2cENU4c/Tr7wXdQ5klI/AAAAAAAAAO8/R6FkpB4mRtU/s1600/DSC00668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sYBC2cENU4c/Tr7wXdQ5klI/AAAAAAAAAO8/R6FkpB4mRtU/s320/DSC00668.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">1º LUGAR - CATEGORIA CRÔNICA</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong></strong><span style="color: #45818e;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #45818e;">MENÇÕES HONROSAS EM CONTO E POESIA</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;"></span></strong> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">O evento de premiação aconteceu, no dia 12 de novembro de 2011, na 26ª Feira do Livro de Farroupilha - RS</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzDBj7t8q-Q/Tr7w2WJFkbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GOtxDxjX91g/s1600/linda.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rzDBj7t8q-Q/Tr7w2WJFkbI/AAAAAAAAAPE/GOtxDxjX91g/s320/linda.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: blue;"><strong>"Trilegal", três troféus...</strong></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzqNzE7ysa8/Tr759WAvrKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/vxP8oRd_DXU/s1600/DSC01083.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-HzqNzE7ysa8/Tr759WAvrKI/AAAAAAAAAPU/vxP8oRd_DXU/s320/DSC01083.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><span style="color: blue;"><strong>Expectadores</strong></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ma4U1i0Djwc/Tr76J3t1z0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/NMNmODUqVYs/s1600/DSC01065.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ma4U1i0Djwc/Tr76J3t1z0I/AAAAAAAAAPc/NMNmODUqVYs/s320/DSC01065.JPG" width="320" /></a></div></div><div align="center"><span style="color: blue;"><strong>Organizadoras, Secretário da Cultura e Patrono da Feira do Livro, Troféus...</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieKR9S4tWk8/Tr7xM_kCAxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Mt9hfxELsgc/s1600/DSC00697.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ieKR9S4tWk8/Tr7xM_kCAxI/AAAAAAAAAPM/Mt9hfxELsgc/s320/DSC00697.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: blue;">Entrevista concedida à rádio local</span></strong></div><div align="center"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5fg2eNLIHUU/Tr77SRegF1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ESBjZXXsBFo/s1600/DSC01078.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5fg2eNLIHUU/Tr77SRegF1I/AAAAAAAAAPk/ESBjZXXsBFo/s320/DSC01078.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><strong><span style="color: blue;">Premiados</span></strong><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCjyLnd7EnE/Tr77q8nfpmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HN-S1robs68/s1600/DSC01095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCjyLnd7EnE/Tr77q8nfpmI/AAAAAAAAAPs/HN-S1robs68/s320/DSC01095.JPG" width="240" /></a></div></div><div align="center"><br /><strong><span style="color: blue;">CONFIRA A ENTREVISTA:</span></strong><br /><a href="http://www.radiomiriam.com.br/noticia.php?id=615">http://www.radiomiriam.com.br/noticia.php?id=615</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8171995057202024947?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-17742811973274700102011-11-10T04:58:00.000-08:002012-01-09T07:14:52.088-08:00<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Classificada no V CLIPP- Conc. Lit. de Presidente Prudente - 2011</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Participação com dois textos poéticos, um poema e uma crônica, na ANTOLOGIA 2011.</span></strong></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><a href="http://issuu.com/tcfpublicidade/docs/livro_clipp_para_internet">http://issuu.com/tcfpublicidade/docs/livro_clipp_para_internet</a></span></strong><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMwU2tchLyk/TuVM9tZj7cI/AAAAAAAAASU/DF1Fb433CDU/s1600/DSC00903.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MMwU2tchLyk/TuVM9tZj7cI/AAAAAAAAASU/DF1Fb433CDU/s320/DSC00903.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><strong><span style="color: #783f04;">Poema e </span></strong><strong><span style="color: #783f04;">Crônica</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-1774281197327470010?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-49841468230519632332011-11-10T04:47:00.000-08:002011-11-10T05:09:49.763-08:00<strong><span style="color: #76a5af;">Agradeço ao POETAMIGO GERALDO TROMBIM pelo honroso convite para participação na revista CONTEMPORARTES. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color: #76a5af;">O soneto foi escolhido por Geraldo, o que, para mim, tem o sabor de vitória em concurso literário.</span></strong><br /><span style="color: #76a5af;"><br /></span><strong><span style="color: #76a5af;">Confiram:</span></strong> <br /><br /><a href="http://revistacontemporartes.blogspot.com/2011/07/poetamigos-iv.html">http://revistacontemporartes.blogspot.com/2011/07/poetamigos-iv.html</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4984146823051963233?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-45045547562622041672011-11-10T04:37:00.001-08:002011-12-01T16:33:37.892-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW__aXvjCTk/TrvFD7VYR_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/DsL1NUn9oPc/s1600/deuses.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fW__aXvjCTk/TrvFD7VYR_I/AAAAAAAAAO0/DsL1NUn9oPc/s400/deuses.jpg" width="396" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #a64d79;"><strong>(Imagens-quadros feitos pela amiga Cris Dakinis)</strong></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1lYP0te07E/TtgbTOMwdFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FzmhgdwALRM/s1600/petr%25C3%25B3polis.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-R1lYP0te07E/TtgbTOMwdFI/AAAAAAAAAQc/FzmhgdwALRM/s320/petr%25C3%25B3polis.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="397" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hkv5X8ebR_M/TscAffUjJqI/AAAAAAAAAP0/0i-Bw1QFyUc/s400/lalari.jpg" width="400" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6;">BLOG AMOR DEMAIS</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://amordemaisdoviniciusdemoraes.blogspot.com/2011/12/vencedores-do-iii-concurso-de-poesias.html">http://amordemaisdoviniciusdemoraes.blogspot.com/2011/12/vencedores-do-iii-concurso-de-poesias.html</a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4504554756262204167?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-59804522801459292202011-11-10T04:34:00.000-08:002011-12-10T15:09:11.837-08:00<b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Sonho dos pássaros<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b><br /><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Mil folhas ao vento a balançar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Flores multicores a perfumar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Campos verdejantes a encantar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Borboletas coloridas a emoldurar<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></div><span style="color: #3d85c6;"></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ar cristalino, água pura a jorrar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">das cachoeiras, cascatas, e do mar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Ondas claras e suaves, longe de marolar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Córregos, rios, lagos, as águas a embalar<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></div><span style="color: #3d85c6;"></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Seus iguais os ninhos a afofar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">No azul do céu a voar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Todos felizes a cantarolar<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></div><span style="color: #3d85c6;"></span><br /><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">O homem quietinho no seu lugar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Nada mais querendo ceifar</span></span></i></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 150%;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, &quot;Times New Roman&quot;, serif;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;">E a natureza exuberante a triunfar<o:p></o:p></span></span></i></b></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PIeQfljjzA/TrvDz1L_YdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZoMoNN_Ps78/s1600/PA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PIeQfljjzA/TrvDz1L_YdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZoMoNN_Ps78/s1600/PA.jpg" /></a></div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PIeQfljjzA/TrvDz1L_YdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZoMoNN_Ps78/s1600/PA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7PIeQfljjzA/TrvDz1L_YdI/AAAAAAAAAOs/ZoMoNN_Ps78/s1600/PA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><div style="text-align: left;"></div></a><br /><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jussára C Godinho</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><a href="http://concursopoesiarte.blogspot.com/2011/07/8lugar-no-v-concurso-poesiarte.html">http://concursopoesiarte.blogspot.com/2011/07/8lugar-no-v-concurso-poesiarte.html</a></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-5980452280145929220?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-44035822247470070112011-11-10T03:58:00.000-08:002011-11-10T03:59:00.613-08:00<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsOxC8ARnZE/Tru8HP0eiAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jfV7PpU0K48/s1600/poema+%25C3%25A1rvore+out.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-jsOxC8ARnZE/Tru8HP0eiAI/AAAAAAAAAOc/jfV7PpU0K48/s640/poema+%25C3%25A1rvore+out.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4403582224747007011?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-64347479036898028432011-10-15T11:28:00.001-07:002011-11-10T04:02:08.246-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iS-PjEj_b60/TpnR1ZG2HJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/bWmv9XZ7yys/s1600/nova%2Besta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-iS-PjEj_b60/TpnR1ZG2HJI/AAAAAAAAANQ/bWmv9XZ7yys/s640/nova%2Besta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EspxeXpqYg4/TpnR1ku8u5I/AAAAAAAAANY/MmqzrPzOUQY/s1600/poema%2Bna%2B%25C3%25A1rvore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EspxeXpqYg4/TpnR1ku8u5I/AAAAAAAAANY/MmqzrPzOUQY/s640/poema%2Bna%2B%25C3%25A1rvore.jpg" width="640" /></a><br /><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">Participação no Projeto "Um Poema em cada Árvore"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">Agosto/2011 - Soneto "O Varredor"</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: #38761d;">Setembro/2011 - Nova Estação</span></strong> </div><div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-6434747903689802843?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-90881114458530958472011-10-15T11:28:00.000-07:002011-11-30T16:00:59.327-08:00<div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V9S4YgBICI/Thi3sqEKJOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N48DDBDaLJQ/s1600/Alma%2BTROVAdora.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627449712233293026" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-3V9S4YgBICI/Thi3sqEKJOI/AAAAAAAAAMk/N48DDBDaLJQ/s200/Alma%2BTROVAdora.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 200px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 134px;" /></a><br /><div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;">Mais de 300 Trovas Literárias, diversos temas...</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">Volume 002 da coleção LUIZ OTÁVIO É CEM</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">promovido pelo jornalista MILTON SOUZA e UBT DE PORTO ALEGRE - RS</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">Lançamento e sessão de autógrafos na 27ª Feira do Livro de Caxias do Sul</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color: #cc0000;">no dia 08 de outubro de 2011</span></strong><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYEPlcMXTGA/TpnVt8IpLQI/AAAAAAAAANk/9qqyhNOF2E8/s1600/DSC00583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pYEPlcMXTGA/TpnVt8IpLQI/AAAAAAAAANk/9qqyhNOF2E8/s320/DSC00583.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNX6n0mXbpQ/TpnWAsIuQaI/AAAAAAAAANs/K-nbcTEx76w/s1600/placa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vNX6n0mXbpQ/TpnWAsIuQaI/AAAAAAAAANs/K-nbcTEx76w/s320/placa.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #a64d79; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><strong>Alma TROVAdora, uma palhinha...</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>A terra pede socorro:</strong></em></span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>"Venha logo me ajudar</strong></em></span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>Preserve, se não eu morro</strong></em></span><br /><span style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><em><strong>não dá mais para esperar".</strong></em></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d0b6c629f675e1da" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0b6c629f675e1da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331648474%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D115BA8BC5109CBCD68114B247D5C6A5EC9ABF14B.1D8AEAE3BF94AC8574931F1B97B5A72E2DC58E8D%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0b6c629f675e1da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_SqheYnHFxV5t1rpiewbAJmS5Iw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v4.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dd0b6c629f675e1da%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331648474%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D115BA8BC5109CBCD68114B247D5C6A5EC9ABF14B.1D8AEAE3BF94AC8574931F1B97B5A72E2DC58E8D%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dd0b6c629f675e1da%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D_SqheYnHFxV5t1rpiewbAJmS5Iw&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Das almas das Trovadoras</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Pingam gotas de paixão</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Suas veias sonhadoras</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">São repletas de emoção!</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">--------------------------------------------------</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Na pétala de uma flor</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">O pássaro pousa leve</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">Cantarola ao novo amor</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red; font-family: Arial;">A sua paixão tão breve.</span></strong></div><a name='more'></a><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-9088111445853095847?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-34289390737794973272009-10-31T13:19:00.001-07:002009-10-31T13:23:22.300-07:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/Suyb_bUxhgI/AAAAAAAAALw/11KVr92yqP0/s1600-h/mail%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 77px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398861567279334914" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/Suyb_bUxhgI/AAAAAAAAALw/11KVr92yqP0/s200/mail%5B1%5D.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">JUSSÁRA C GODINHO </span></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="color:#660000;">CÔNSUL POETAS DEL MUNDO - CAXIAS DO SUL - RS</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3428939073779497327?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-18139878192426246942009-02-19T03:12:00.000-08:002009-02-19T03:13:15.716-08:00<div><embed src="http://widget-13.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;il=1&amp;channel=2522015791333544211&amp;site=widget-13.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"></embed><div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"><a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791333544211&amp;map=1" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p1/2522015791333544211/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=2522015791333544211&amp;map=2" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p2/2522015791333544211/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a> <a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&at=un&id=2522015791333544211&map=F" target="_blank"><img src="http://widget-13.slide.com/p4/2522015791333544211/bb_t054_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /></a></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-1813987819242624694?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-35784800496276638812009-02-19T02:59:00.000-08:002009-07-03T20:49:47.873-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/Sk7Q_5UkfzI/AAAAAAAAALc/inCOfTRXT8g/s1600-h/JU+163.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354446803127533362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/Sk7Q_5UkfzI/AAAAAAAAALc/inCOfTRXT8g/s200/JU+163.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Sou Gaúcha - Trovas<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Sou gaúcha de verdade<br />Verdadeira Rio-grandense<br />Eu prezo minha cidade<br />Digo mais: sou Caxiense<br /><br />Vou te oferecer amigo<br />Um bom churrasco no espeto<br />E com orgulho te digo:<br />Faço Trova e até Soneto<br /><br />Um bom churrasco no espeto<br />Para amigo saborear<br />Muita Trova e até Soneto<br />Só vendo pra acreditar!<br /><br />Só vendo pra acreditar<br />gente boa de montão<br />Vim aqui te convidar<br />Pra tomar um chimarrão!<br /><br />Vem tomar um chimarrão<br />Amigos e companheiros<br />Um forte aperto de mão<br />Sentimentos verdadeiros<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span> </div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3578480049627663881?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-82872757174143356122009-02-19T02:58:00.000-08:002009-07-03T20:56:18.746-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Apaixonados</span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">É maravilhoso viver </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">quando existe alguém</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">por quem o coração dispara</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">O sangue ferve</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">O corpo levita</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Os poros dilatam</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">O sentimento explode</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">A vida sorri</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">O tempo brinca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">O mundo gira</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">O pensamento voa</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Os sons cantam</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">As cores enfeitam...<br />A alma dança</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">a melodia suave do AMOR!</span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;">---------------------------------------------------------</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;"></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">Cumplicidade:<br /><br />Pactuar o desejo,<br />combinar a necessidade,<br />aproveitar o ensejo,<br />ajustar a ansiedade.<br /><br />Aliar a emoção,<br />harmonizar o humor,<br />ligar o coração,<br />sonhar o amor!<br /><br />Cumplicidade:<br /><br />Compartir sentimentos!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8287275717414335612?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-1939157521410594032009-02-19T02:49:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:59:23.934-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;">Amor, Sentimento estranho<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que derrete coração<br />Emociona sem aparente razão<br />E faz tremer de emoção?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que tudo dá, nada pede e não impede<br />Que o outro lhe tome inteira<br />De qualquer maneira sem nenhuma barreira?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que envaidece, entristece<br />Às vezes, até emburrece<br />E nos desestrutura inteira?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que abala<br />E ao mesmo tempo acalma?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que grita e nunca se cala<br />E quando sussurra, desperta a alma?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que nele se resvala<br />E ainda se bate palma?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que prende, mas satisfaz<br />Que amordaça e não se desfaz?<br /><br />Que sentimento é esse<br />Que se entrega e faz tremer<br />Que emociona e endoidece<br />E nos faz viver?<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana<br /><br />(Poema integrante da Antologia "Poeta, mostra a tua cara"<br />Volume 5 - XVI CONGRESSO BRASILEIRO DE POESIA - BENTO GONÇALVES - RS)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-193915752141059403?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-73246595311956812672009-02-19T02:46:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:59:47.345-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;">Desejos<br /><br />Este meu segredo<br />É tão meu, tão especial<br />Tem um doce e leve enredo<br />Não tem nada de mal<br /><br />Nem sei se tarde ou cedo<br />Entreguei meu sentimento<br />Sem um pingo de medo<br />Sem nenhum constrangimento<br /><br />Seu quente corpo ao meu lado<br />Exalando seu perfume<br />Ah! Homem amado,<br />Chego até sentir ciúme<br /><br />Sua pele roça a minha<br />Num gostoso envolvimento<br />E aquele “frio na espinha”<br />Eterniza esse momento<br /><br />Mesmo estando calado<br />Transmite todo calor<br />E o seu corpo suado<br />Transborda de tanto amor<br /><br />Já nem sei se é segredo<br />Essa nossa sensação<br />Todos percebem o enredo<br />Dessa história de paixão!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho – Ju Virginiana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-7324659531195681267?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-55926433706895935622009-02-19T02:41:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:30:28.494-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#006600;">C</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">A</span><span style="color:#3333ff;">R</span><span style="color:#cc0000;">N</span><span style="color:#00cccc;">A</span><span style="color:#6666cc;">V</span><span style="color:#ff6600;">A</span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#993300;">L<br /></span><span style="color:#ff9900;">(Trovas para a Ciranda da amiga Maysa)</span><br /><span style="color:#ff9900;"></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#993300;">A minha amiga Maysa </span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">fez-me um convite legal </span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">participar da Ciranda </span><br /><span style="color:#993300;">e falar do Carnaval </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">Esse convite especial </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">deixou-me muito contente, </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">pois assim posso falar </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;">para uma porção de gente </span><br /><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">O Carnaval é gostoso </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Samba, avenida, delírio. </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Tudo vale nesta vida </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">para escapar do martírio</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#993399;">O dia-a-dia puxado </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">deixa todo mundo louco </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">Vem o Carnaval amado </span><br /><span style="color:#993399;">para relaxar um pouco</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">Carnaval é festa pura </span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">alegrias de montão </span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">apesar da conjuntura </span><br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">alivia o coração!</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Carnaval, Festa do Povo </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">pra alegrar o brasileiro, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">o turista velho, e o novo, </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">pra encantar o mundo inteiro!</span><br /><br />Jussára C Godinho – Ju Virginiana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-5592643370689593562?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-41594173373489419012009-02-19T02:37:00.000-08:002009-03-18T12:31:56.142-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;">O que é aprender?<br /><br />Aprender é descortinar janelas,<br />e abrir-se aos horizontes,<br />vislumbrando o desconhecido.<br /><br />Aprender é acender luzes<br />e clarear escuros,<br />iluminando a mente<br /><br />Aprender é entregar-se ao novo<br />e defletir velhas imagens,<br />recebendo sonhos<br /><br />Aprender é compreender o mundo<br />e seguir em frente,<br />trilhando diferentes caminhos<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4159417337348941901?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-74060606931579528042008-12-27T16:33:00.000-08:002009-12-04T13:59:44.575-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://i222.photobucket.com/albums/dd125/Nar_r/images31it9.gif"></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> <span style="color:#cc9933;">NOVO ANO</span><br /></span><div align="left"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">A inda há esperança</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">N ada é impossível</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">O Novo Ano vem chegando</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"></span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;"></span><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">N amorando a esperança</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">O stentando ilusões</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">V islumbrando alegrias</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc9933;">O bjetivando realizações!</span></div><br /><span style="color:#cc9933;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-7406060693157952804?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-13611486610985696112008-11-15T13:07:00.000-08:002008-11-15T13:07:40.552-08:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-1361148661098569611?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-3889696775680900192008-11-15T03:30:00.000-08:002011-11-17T15:39:37.447-08:00<span style="color: #330099; font-family: trebuchet ms;">Simplicidade<br /><br />Meu poetar é simples<br />Fácil de interpretar<br />Retrata reais momentos<br />Deixa a vida por ela falar<br /><br />Meu Poetar é simples<br />Diz muito sem muito explicar<br />Revive os sentimentos<br />Deixa a vida por ela falar<br /><br />Meu poetar é simples<br />Não pretende impressionar<br />Busca da alma os lamentos<br />Deixa a vida por ela falar<br /><br />Meu poetar é simples<br />Quer com versos aclamar<br />Do mundo todos os intentos<br />E quer o amor proclamar!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #330099; font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Poema integrante do E-book Poemas à flor da Pele - 2011</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-388969677568090019?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-22670764584373789262008-11-15T03:11:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:33:13.711-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;">J USSÁRA</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">U ma mulher inteira</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">S orridente, faceira</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">S imples, verdadeira</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">A miga, fiel companheira</span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">R acional, da emoção garimpeira </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">A stuciosa, corajosa e ordeira! </span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-2267076458437378926?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-75900291648669531232008-11-15T03:00:00.000-08:002009-03-06T16:12:16.301-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SR6yCmMglMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U7dVTdkKOkY/s1600-h/oFto+Natal.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268844371752555714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 199px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SR6yCmMglMI/AAAAAAAAAEg/U7dVTdkKOkY/s200/oFto+Natal.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#009900;">Natal Diferente </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Que este Natal seja diferente </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Indistintamente a toda gente! </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Que os já cansados e batidos votos de paz </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">sejam, desta vez, um a um concretizados </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">e que o desejo, tantas vezes almejado, seja capaz </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">de buscar e encontrar no fundo da alma toda a alegria contida! </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Que ela venha de mãos dadas com a felicidade </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">e para a vida estendam os braços </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">e esses tão sonhados laços </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">amarrem-se para sempre em muitos abraços! </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Que nesta noite de amor </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">sejam de luz todos os passos! </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Que neste tão especial momento </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Até mesmo o mais pequenino pensamento </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">eleve-se ao firmamento </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">num solene e eterno agradecimento! </span><br /><span style="color:#009900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#009900;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana </span></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-7590029164866953123?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-89919946776670166432008-11-15T02:57:00.000-08:002009-03-06T16:14:04.821-08:00<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SVbMVjpP7bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FJCpW9rIndM/s1600-h/JU+ROSA.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284635883483426226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SVbMVjpP7bI/AAAAAAAAAFU/FJCpW9rIndM/s200/JU+ROSA.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dia Especial</span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Neste Dia de Natal</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dia tão especial </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Anunciemos esperanças</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">A todas as crianças</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Neste Dia de Natal </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dia tão especial </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Anunciemos a união </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">A todos sem distinção </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Neste Dia de Natal </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dia tão especial </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Anunciemos a alegria </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Nascendo em cada dia </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Neste Dia de Natal </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Dia tão especial </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Anunciemos Paz e Felicidade </span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Sonhos, Amor e lealdade!</span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff0000;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8991994677667016643?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-46525512608504910952008-11-15T02:54:00.000-08:002009-03-06T16:17:16.060-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#999900;">Novo Ano de Verdade</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Vem nascendo um Novo Ano!</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Despontando com liberdade!</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Pensemos em tantos desenganos,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">rasguemos as páginas da deslealdade</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">e comecemos com verdade.</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">O mundo tem fome de justiça,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">tem sede de igualdade.</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Iniciemos com as premissasde Paz e Honestidade,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">risquemos do mundo a corrupção,o consumismo, </span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">o materialismo,a discriminação e a falta de união.</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Ativemos nosso coração-criança,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">enchendo-nos de esperança</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">e com coragem e confiança</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">arrisquemos uma mudança,uma inédita transformação!</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Façamos um mundo de Paz,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">trocando a violência pela boa convivência,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">a intolerância pela paciência,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">a dor pelo verdadeiro e fraterno amor,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">a desavença pela fé e pela crença, </span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">a falta de entendimento pelo discernimento,</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">a alienação pela desacomodação </span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Juntemos todos nossas mãos</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">e comecemos já essa construção!</span><br /><span style="color:#999900;"></span><br /><span style="color:#999900;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4652551260850491095?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-47109590411062040252008-11-15T02:51:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:35:05.645-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;">Educadores<br /><br />Educador por opção, por vocação<br />Mola propulsora da descoberta do saber<br />Deixa em cada um, um pedacinho do coração<br />Divide todos os dias parte do teu ser<br /><br />(Jussára C Godinho)</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4710959041106204025?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-35162168613037745532008-11-15T02:48:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:35:50.925-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993300;">Mestre<br /><br />Aprender e ensinar<br />Ensinar e aprender...<br /><br />Mestre!<br /><br />Ensina e aprende a amar<br />Aprende e ensina a viver<br /><br />Descortina sombrasIlumina mentes<br />Descobre caminhos<br />Mostra horizontes<br />Emociona e se emociona<br />Ajuda a crescer<br />Sofre, ri, lamenta, se alegra<br />Mas sempre se entrega<br />Ao prazer e a dor de ensinar<br />De aprender, de viver, de Amar!<br /><br />(Jussára C Godinho) </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3516216861303774553?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-18767091488460655932008-11-15T02:43:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:36:48.301-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;">Soneto da vida<br /><br />A Fabiana Andréa Siota, minha primogênita!<br />(Obrigada por existir)<br /><br />Vinte e seis de dezembro de setenta e seis<br />Saudável criança, linda menina<br />Fez-me mãe pela primeira vez<br />E o céu todo se ilumina<br /><br />Aquela dor desconhecida<br />Rasgando minhas entranhas<br />Para aquela nova vida<br />Chegar com suas façanhas<br /><br />A dor mais intensa que senti<br />E uma alegria imensa<br />Tão grande, quase não resisti<br /><br />A alegria que todo mundo quer<br />A sensação deslumbrante<br />De ser inteiramente Mulher!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-1876709148846065593?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-41372255350296920912008-10-05T05:56:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:37:39.118-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663366;">Tempo perdido<br /><br />Se eu pudesse voltar no tempo<br />Se me desse alguns anos a menos<br />juro que correria<br />atrás de um sonho de amor<br />amor inventado que todos temos<br />e no caminho ficou perdido<br />e ainda trago guardado<br />no fundo do coração,<br />transformado na mais doce ilusão!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4137225535029692091?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-88642310544012977632008-10-04T12:48:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:38:13.723-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;">Quero te amar<br /><br />Eu estou aqui<br />Vem...Vem já<br /><br />Eu te quero<br />Vem...Vem já<br /><br />Olha meu olhar<br />Toca minha pele<br />Sente meu cheiro<br /><br />Vem...Vem já<br />Vem me Amar!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho – Ju Virginiana</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8864231054401297763?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-62987890803429136912008-09-08T16:19:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:39:03.525-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Eu te amo...<br /><br />Palavras desgastadas,</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">que ainda buscam força </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">e carregam o peso do maior, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">mais nobre e mais belo </span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">sentimento humano, o Amor!</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;">Jussára C Godinho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-6298789080342913691?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-59900276387973089412008-09-08T16:05:00.000-07:002009-02-28T04:06:24.269-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">A</span> <span style="color:#ff0000;">Vida</span> <span style="color:#000000;">é uma tela em branco<br />Nós, somos os pincéis,<br />portanto, donos do seu</span> <span style="color:#cc0000;">c</span><span style="color:#3333ff;">o</span><span style="color:#ff6600;">l</span><span style="color:#33cc00;">o</span><span style="color:#ffcc66;">r</span><span style="color:#3333ff;">i</span><span style="color:#009900;">d</span><span style="color:#6633ff;">o</span>!<br /><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Jussára C Godinho</span> </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-5990027638797308941?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-47731878484630531942008-09-08T15:56:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:40:01.385-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">MULHER - Acróstico<br /><br />M ágica e bela sonhadora<br />U m mar de sensilbilidade<br />L eve, doce, forte<br />H omenageio-te sempre<br />E special, sentimental<br />R acional e irracional!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho<br /><br /></span><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Meu Eterno Sertão</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Oh! Luar do meu Sertão! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Brilha tão quente como seu chão</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Acende a chama da paixão</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Aquece tanto meu coração</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Num delírio de emoção! </span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Oh! Luar do meu Sertão! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">A Flor do Cactus vistosa ilumina</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Num emaranhado de sensação</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Renovando minha esperança-menina</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Enchendo-me de ilusão!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Oh! Luar do meu Sertão! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Mostra a dor do espinho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">E o brilho seco do chão</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Mas menciona da flor o carinho</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">E alegra o coração!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Oh! Luar do meu Sertão!</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">A ti, minha eterna saudade</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Ali deixei pedaços de mim</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">E tantos fios de felicidade</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Num emaranhado sem fim! </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;"></span></strong><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Oh! Meu Luar do Sertão!</span></strong><br /><br /><strong><span style="color:#3366ff;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4773187848463053194?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-790121581232103662008-09-08T15:52:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:40:26.588-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;">Ponto Final<br /><br />O fim do nosso caso<br />foi tão por acaso<br />aconteceu devagar<br />nem vimos chegar<br /><br />O fim do nosso caso<br />foi como quebrar um vaso<br />que se esborracha, trinca, racha<br />sem a gente esperar<br /><br />Os dois mudos, calados<br />os corações gelados<br />momentos nunca imaginados<br /><br />E agora este é o fim<br />nós dois ficamos assim<br />eu sem ti e tu sem mim<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-79012158123210366?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-2768168578862668262008-09-08T15:46:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:40:52.928-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCMpr_hN0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/0grIkKY-7h4/s1600-h/DSC03754.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269366211835148098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCMpr_hN0I/AAAAAAAAAE8/0grIkKY-7h4/s200/DSC03754.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;">Notas Celestiais<br /><br />Quando minh’alma se aquieta<br />E tudo desanima<br />Como um grito de alerta<br />Chega, inunda e ilumina<br /><br />Como uma porta entreaberta<br />Entra aquela música divina<br />E me reporta<br />E como asas me transporta<br /><br />Abre meu coração de menina<br />Chego ao céu, sinto uma estrela<br />Que me ensina, me anima<br /><br />Oh! Música Divina, alento da alma<br />Luz, ar, alimento<br />Traz tanta paz e me acalma...<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-276816857886266826?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-65744464608444609622008-08-02T14:20:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:41:33.128-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/" rel="license"><img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Creative Commons License" src="http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.pt.png" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;">Esta obra está licenciada sob uma </span></em></strong><a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/" rel="license"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;">Licença Creative Commons</span></em></strong></a><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;">.<!--/Creative Commons License--><!-- <rdf:rdf xmlns="http://web.resource.org/cc/" dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"> <work about=""> <license resource="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/"> <dc:title>Poemas <dc:date>2006</dc:date> <dc:description>Poemas</dc:description> <dc:creator><agent><dc:title>Jussára c Godinho</dc:title></agent></dc:creator> <dc:rights><agent><dc:title>Jussára C Godinho</dc:title></agent></dc:rights> </work> <license about="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/"><permits resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Reproduction"><permits resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Distribution"><requires resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Notice"><requires resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Attribution"><prohibits resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/CommercialUse"></license></rdf:RDF> --><br /></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SJTTNr0_8iI/AAAAAAAAACY/k3tbFaYKyC0/s1600-h/DSC03154.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230037299340767778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SJTTNr0_8iI/AAAAAAAAACY/k3tbFaYKyC0/s200/DSC03154.JPG" border="0" /></a><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">Reflexo da Vida<br /><br /></span></em><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">A vida é muito exigente<br />Nada sente, nada espera<br />trata da gente exatamente<br />como a gente trata dela<br /><br />E é tão preeminente<br />que se a gente não sorrir pra ela<br />ela fica de mal com a gente<br /><br />Então, dialogue com ela<br />de agora em diante, aja diferente<br />pense e plante nela<br />diariamente do sorriso a semente<br /><br />Nunca desista dela<br />e ela será sempre complacente<br />e muito condescendente<br />trazendo alegria corrente<br /><br />Lute por ela<br />e ela jamais será resistente<br />Seja insistente<br />creia nela<br />e ela será sempre surpreendente<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana<em></em></span></span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-6574446460844460962?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-80928020901464220802008-06-29T14:12:00.000-07:002009-12-04T14:01:26.422-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCI_W9yo7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/8LQn_PNZbBc/s1600-h/Cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o2.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269362186101367730" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCI_W9yo7I/AAAAAAAAAEs/8LQn_PNZbBc/s200/Cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o2.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">O Tempo passa, passa... </span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#999900;"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">O tempo não tem tempo </span></span></em></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#999900;">de ficar nos esperando.<br />Passa, passa sem parar, </span></em><br /></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#999900;">sem avisar que está passando.<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span> </span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8092802090146422080?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-28868794846137723572008-06-15T16:26:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:42:25.165-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SJTVasY-s8I/AAAAAAAAACo/c-8CiBuHl3g/s1600-h/DSC04711.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230039721853236162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SJTVasY-s8I/AAAAAAAAACo/c-8CiBuHl3g/s200/DSC04711.JPG" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#660000;"><em>Pedaços de Vida<br /><br />A vida é como uma onda que vem e que vai,<br />embrenhada em agitações.<br />Nós, pobres barqueiros de passagem,<br />à mercê de suas oscilações...<br />Vem em pedaços como as ondas.<br />Por vezes, turbulentas no mar revolto<br />por outras, brancas brumas dóceis na calmaria...<br /><br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-2886879484613772357?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-2551494151457830222008-06-15T13:28:00.001-07:002009-02-28T03:42:54.139-08:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Amizade </em><br /><br /><em>Nem o tempo, nem os contratempos</em><br /><em>Destemperam</em><br /><em>Uma amizade verdadeira... </em><br /><br /><em>Nem a distância, nem a discordância</em><br /><em>Distam </em><br /><em>Uma amizade verdadeira </em><br /><br /><em>Nem a surpresa, nem a insensatez</em><br /><em>Separam</em><br /><em>Uma amizade verdadeira </em><br /><br /><em>Nem a fadiga, nem a falência</em><br /><em>Afastam</em><br /><em>Uma amizade verdadeira </em><br /><br /><em>Nem a morte, nem a má-sorte</em><br /><em>Enterram</em><br /><em>Uma amizade verdadeira </em><br /><br /><em>A verdadeira amizade</em><br /></span></span><span style="color:#6600cc;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Espera, revela<br />Recupera, supera... </em><br /><br /><em>É bela e singela! </em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-255149415145783022?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-33320257970211759662008-06-14T14:11:00.000-07:002009-02-28T04:07:07.879-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#009900;"><em>Nova Estação </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Revoada de pássaros, </em><br /><em>cheiro de flor, </em><br /><em>raios de Sol, </em><br /><em>promessas de calor! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Rostos alegres, </em><br /><em>gente de bom humor, </em><br /><em>ilusões e sonhos, </em><br /><em>É tempo de Amor! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Tempos de frio, de chuva </em><br /><em>e de muita espera, </em><br /><em>mas agora...Tudo azul! </em><br /><em>Já é Primavera! </em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3332025797021175966?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-943929102943703592008-05-28T19:21:00.000-07:002009-03-06T16:25:48.706-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>VIVO A POESIA! VIVA A POESIA!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Vivo a Poesia!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Vivo a Poesia, contida no meu dia-a-dia</em><br /><em>Respiro Poesia na dor e na alegria</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Sonho a Poesia, escondida nos meus devaneios</em><br /><em>Necessito da Poesia para os meus anseios</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Abraço a Poesia, que me conduz</em><br /><em>Vejo a Poesia tão cheia de luz</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Canto a Poesia com o beija-flor</em><br /><em>Sinto a Poesia no teu calor</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Degusto Poesia com gosto de vinho</em><br /><em>Percebo a Poesia no teu carinho</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Acredito na Poesia, jorrando magia</em><br /><em>Vivo a Poesia, contida no meu dia-a-dia</em><br /><em>Vivo a Poesia!Viva a Poesia!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em><br /><br /><em>Poema classificado no I Concurso de Poesia da Editora Arte Literária. </em><br /><em>"Prêmio Poesia em Trânsito". (Prêmio de Publicação em Antologia).</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-94392910294370359?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-45660366157875119772008-05-28T19:19:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:44:49.325-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff6600;"><em>Brincando com Poesia</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Poesia é uma maneira </em><br /><em>de levar na brincadeira </em><br /><em>a vida inteira! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Tão bom rimar </em><br /><em>cantar com namorar, </em><br /><em>namorar com dançar, </em><br /><em>dançar com sonhar, </em><br /><em>sonhar com casar, </em><br /><em>casar com amar! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Poesia é uma brincadeira </em><br /><em>para a vida inteira! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Toda Poesia tem de ser brincadeira, </em><br /><em>Senão...Não é Poesia! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4566036615787511977?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-70736627948614000242008-05-28T19:17:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:45:18.842-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#660000;"><em>Retalhos da alma<br /><br />Minh’alma se estraçalhou<br />Tantas dores e espinhos<br />Tantos medos e desenganos<br /><br />Minh’alma endureceu<br />Mais que pedra dura<br />E entristeceu...<br /><br />Minh’alma se recolheu<br />Encolhida, estarrecida<br />Quase desapareceu<br /><br />Agora recolho os retalhos<br />Pedaços em frangalhos<br />Cortados e recortados<br /><br />Reconstruo com cuidado<br />Marcas duras pespontadas...<br />Outra alma apontada.<br /></em><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-7073662794861400024?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-30650744874237401872008-05-28T19:15:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:45:40.649-08:00<p align="left"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCK0BPz1II/AAAAAAAAAE0/6cpymd4ETuA/s1600-h/GRAMADO-CANELA+059.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269364190316057730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCK0BPz1II/AAAAAAAAAE0/6cpymd4ETuA/s200/GRAMADO-CANELA+059.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#339999;">Amanhã... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Tão perto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Tão longe </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Perto do tempo </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Distante de nós </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Incerto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Ainda deserto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">O Amanhã... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">O que será? </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Será que virá? </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">O que trará? </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Amanhã... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Tão perto (?) </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Tão certo (?)</span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#339999;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju virginiana</span></em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3065074487423740187?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-7773628094214541332008-05-28T19:07:00.000-07:002010-11-29T13:37:36.706-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">O Varredor </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Lá vai o Varredor</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Triste ou contente</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Enfrentar frio ou calor</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Servindo a toda gente </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Lá vai o Varredor</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Cumprir com seu dever</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Com ou sem dor</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Não pode esmorecer </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Tudo varre, varrendo</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">E de todos seus males</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Vai se esquecendo </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Esse olhar profundo</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Mãos calejadas</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Presença no mundo...</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc6600;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-777362809421454133?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-34450875262737027392008-05-28T19:06:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:46:46.098-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#660000;"><em>Minha Mãe, dói a saudade...<br /><br />Minha querida Mãe!<br /><br />Há tempos ausente,<br />mas nunca tão presente<br />nos meus dias sofridos<br />de sentimentos<br />em saudade diluídos...<br /><br />Minha amada Mãe!<br /><br />Quisera eu outra vez<br />ouvir a tua voz,<br />sentir o toque de tua mão,<br />acariciar tua pele...<br /><br />Minha adorada Mãe!<br /><br />Quisera eu ter certeza<br />de que sabes do meu amor,<br />sentes minha presença,<br />atravessas essa distância<br />e num abraço cheio de calor<br />vem me dar a sua bênção! </em><br /><em></em><br /><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3445087526273702739?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-46456187941061537572008-05-28T19:02:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:47:15.382-08:00<span style="color:#993300;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Mãe!</em><br /></span><br /></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#993300;"><em>Sempre no compasso</em><br /><em>Guiando meu passo</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Mãe!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Oro chamando Deus</em><br /><em>Para guiar os passos seus</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Mãe!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Acolheu-me em seus braços</em><br /><em>Esquecendo o cansaço</em><br /><em>Deu-me o melhor abraço</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Mãe!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Jamais me desfaço</em><br /><em>Desse nosso doce laço</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Mãe!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Aceite desse filho seu</em><br /><em>O maior agradecimento</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Agradeçamos juntos a Deus</em><br /><em>Por tão grande sentimento!</em><br /><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - JU Virginiana</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4645618794106153757?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-81509766072976091812008-05-28T19:00:00.000-07:002009-03-06T16:23:24.745-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#000099;">Poema Triste</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Na rua o menino </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Tão pequenino </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Pedindo pão </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Meu Deus, que susto! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Que mundo injusto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Que gente tão grande </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">E sem coração </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Que sofrimento </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Não tem cabimento </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Pobre criança ao desalento </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Sem ter solução </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Hoje criança nessa situação </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Amanhã um adulto </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">De arma na mão! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#000099;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8150976607297609181?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-41051172521538463132008-05-28T18:58:00.000-07:002009-03-06T16:27:01.796-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Solidão </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">O dia azul </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">aguardava o sol </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Todos acordavam felizes </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">e EU, só Tão só! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">O sol quente </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">dourava a pele </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Todos andavam felizes </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">e EU, só Tão só! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">A água morna </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">acariciava a pele </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Todos mergulhavam felizes </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">e EU, só Tão só! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">A noite serena </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">acalentava o sono </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Todos sonhavam felizes </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">e EU, só Tão só! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">A madrugada calma </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">aguardava a aurora </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Todos se amavam felizes </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">e EU, só Tão só! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">E novamente EU só...Tão só... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#3333ff;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju virginiana</span></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4105117252153846313?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-5230252137154294182008-05-28T18:55:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:48:39.802-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#660000;"><em>TROVAS - HOMENAGEM A FERNANDO PESSOA </em><br /><br /><em>NOSSO SAUDOSO PESSOA</em><br /><em>QUANTA COISA NOS DEIXOU</em><br /><em>PESSOA DE ALMA TÃO BOA</em><br /><em>NOSSO RESPEITO LEVOU</em><br /><br /><em>MARAVILHOSO LEGADO</em><br /><em>CAEIRO, CAMPOS E MAIS </em><br /><em>NOSSO POETA CONSAGRADO</em><br /><em>ALGUÉM IGUAL, NUNCA MAIS!</em><br /><br /><em>NOSSO FERNANDO PESSOA</em><br /><em>POETA DE TANTO VALOR</em><br /><em>TEU POEMA NO MUNDO ECOA</em><br /><em>ESPALHANDO MUITO AMOR!</em><br /><br /><em>COMO PÁSSARO QUE VOA</em><br /><em>CONTAGIANDO COM SEU CANTO</em><br /><em>INESQUECÍVEL PESSOA</em><br /><em>ENCANTA COM SEU ENCANTO</em><br /><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-523025213715429418?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-66152637285458849432008-05-28T18:50:00.000-07:002009-03-06T16:37:09.067-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#006600;"><em>TROVA PREMIADA</em><br /><br /></span><strong><span style="color:#006600;"><em><span style="font-size:78%;">IX CONCURSO MUNICIPAL - SEMANA DO MEIO AMBIENTE - 2008</span></em><br /></span></strong></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#006600;"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;"><em>CAXIAS DO SUL - RS</em><br /><em>TEMA: CONSTRUINDO UM MUNDO MELHOR PARA TODOS</em></span><br /><em><span style="font-size:78%;">MENÇÃO ESPECIAL</span></em><br /><em><span style="font-size:85%;"></span></em><br /><br /><em>TODOS JUNTOS DE MÃOS DADAS </em><br /><em>BUSQUEMOS UM MUNDO NOVO </em><br /><em>CABEÇAS ILUMINADAS </em><br /><em>TRABALHANDO PELO POVO! </em><br /></strong><br /><em></em></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#993300;">TROVAS DIVERSAS</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#993300;"><br /><em>UMA ROSA TÃO PEQUENA</em><br /><em>COM PERFUME DE JASMIM</em><br /><em>CADA PÉTALA SERENA</em><br /><em>TRAZ SEU CHEIRO PARA MIM.</em><br /><br /><em>PRA ESPANTAR OS PASSARINHOS</em><br /><em>PROCUREI ATÉ NO MATO</em><br /><em>FUI POR TODOS OS CANTINHOS,</em><br /><em>DEPAREI COM SEU RETRATO!</em><br /><em></em><br /><em>ARRANJEI UM NAMORADO</em><br /><em>QUE ERA LINDO, MILIONÁRIO.</em><br /><em>O SAFADO ERA CASADO,</em><br /><em>UM TREMENDO SALAFRÁRIO.</em><br /><em></em><br /><em></em><span style="color:#993399;">TROVA PREMIADA</span><br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#993300;"><strong><span style="color:#993399;"><em>VINHO E UVA DE MONTÃO</em><br /><em>MORRO ABAIXO, MORRO ACIMA</em><br /><em>NÃO ESTRANHE, AMIGO, NÃO</em><br /><em>É A FESTA DA VINDIMA </em><br /><em>(Menção Honrosa no I jogos Florais de Caxias do Sul, tema Vindima - 2008)</em><br /></span></strong><br /><em></em><br /><em>ESTA ESCOLA É TÃO QUERIDA</em><br /><em>SEMPRE MUITO ORGANIZADA,</em><br /><em>QUE ALEGRIA NESTA VIDA</em><br /><em>ENSINAR A MENINADA!</em><br /><br /><em>O CORAÇÃO DA MULHER</em><br /><em>É RECHEADO DE INTUIÇÃO</em><br /><em>E SABE SEMPRE O QUE QUER,</em><br /><em>POIS É PURA EMOÇÃO. </em><br /><br /><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></span></span><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-6615263728545884943?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-81278839474259739092008-05-28T18:49:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:50:04.401-08:00<em><span style="color:#993399;"><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Caxias do Sul, minha cidade<br /><br />Minha Cidade<br />É uma simples cidade,<br />Mas com rebuscado valor<br /><br />Traz a humildade e a simplicidade<br />Do respeitado colono agricultor<br />Que dono de tanta capacidade<br />Aqui deixou todo seu suor e amor<br />Viveu dificuldades, passou frio e calor,<br /><br />Mas nos deixou o legado<br />Deste passado gigante<br />De luta, de garra e de labor<br />Herói italiano imigrante,<br />Tão cheio de sonhos e de vigor!<br /><br />Minha Cidade<br />Tem rebuscado valor<br />Traz a simplicidade<br />E toda a capacidade<br />De um povo lutador!<br /><br />Minha Cidade<br />Tem inverno rigoroso<br />Frio, vento e muita chuva<br />Em compensação, no verão,<br />Sol com gosto doce da uva<br /><br />E pra esquentar o coração<br />Além do quente e forte chimarrão,<br />Do refinado vinho da região,<br />Do gosto aconchegante do pinhão<br />Temos o peito carregado de emoção!<br /><br />Minha Cidade<br />É uma simples cidade,<br />Mas com rebuscado valor!<br />Traz a simplicidade<br />E toda a capacidade<br />De um povo lutador! </span></span></em></div><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;"></span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#993399;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8127883947425973909?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-81361684582279619152008-05-28T18:46:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:50:33.434-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCOVIhlOMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iBz4ulGUpx0/s1600-h/DSC05616.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269368057740212418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SSCOVIhlOMI/AAAAAAAAAFM/iBz4ulGUpx0/s200/DSC05616.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#993399;">Amor a Caxias do Sul</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">Minha terra tem parreiras </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">E o bom vinho vem de lá</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">As uvas que lá semeiam </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">Nem se comparam com as de cá! </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">Minha terra tem frio, </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">chuva, neve e muito vento </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">e gente que enfrenta desafio </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">com bravura e sentimento! </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">Terra forte, do quente chimarrão, </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">do pala, da bota, do quentão </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">e de muito amor no coração! </span></em><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">A esse chão d’onde brota a emoção </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">manifesto toda minha paixão: </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">te amo com loucura, meu rincão! </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#993399;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8136168458227961915?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-45431795729340174782008-05-28T18:44:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:51:04.314-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#009900;">Natureza, minha irmã!<br />Debulha beleza<br />Tanta nobreza<br />Esnoba realeza<br /><br />O homem<br />Tão inconsciente<br />Às vezes, até inocente<br />Destrói sem piedade<br />Matas, rios, fauna e flora<br />Deixando tudo na saudade<br /><br />E agora,<br />O que será do futuro?<br /><br />Um mundo vazio e escuro<br />Sem verde e sem ar puro<br />Completamente inseguro<br />Feito de pedra e de muro<br /><br />Das águas só o murmúrio<br />Dos rios só o lamento<br />E o homem tão desatento<br />Deixa tudo ao relento<br /><br />Esqueça tanta bobagem<br />E trace sua meta<br />Põe a mão na consciência<br />E comece a cuidar do Planeta!<br /><br />Vamos cuidar do Planeta!</span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#009900;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#009900;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4543179572934017478?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-16303652948319998092008-05-28T18:28:00.000-07:002009-06-11T08:09:06.114-07:00<div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Meu desabafo - SOS Urgente!</span></em></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Estou doente e tão carente</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Minha condição é deprimente</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Meu verde cheira queimado</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O meu galho foi cortado</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E não dá mais pra quebrar o galho</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O pássaro no chão caído</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O celeste azul destruído</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O imenso mar poluído</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O extinto animal ferido</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Meu ar está asfixiado</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O clima muito abafado</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Quase tudo está acabado</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O homem está demente</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Não há mais selva, nem serpente</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O mundo está tão diferente</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Acabaram com o ser vivente</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Trocaram tudo por cimento</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Agora restou apenas o lamento</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Pelo mau comportamento</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Pra que tanto experimento</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Sem nenhum comprometimento</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E sem o menor sentimento?</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O homem chegou sorrateiro</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Pensou só em ganhar dinheiro</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E está destruindo-me por inteiro</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Eu sou a Natureza!</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E estou agonizando</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">A fumaça me sufocando</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">O lixo me enterrando</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">De piedade estou precisando</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Ou será que é a Humanidade </span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">que de mim está necessitando?</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Eu estou morrendo </span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E o Homem sofrendo</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Com seu ato horrendo</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Ele foi me vencendo</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E eu desconhecendo</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Sua falta de pudor</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Agora peço com clamor</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Ajuda-me, por favor!</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Antes que seja tarde</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Não seja covarde</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">E tente entender</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">A Vida precisa viver!</span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"></span></em></div><div align="left"><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju virginiana</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-1630365294831999809?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-41999935965760504682008-05-06T16:05:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:52:07.828-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Presente/Passado </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você não é sonho </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você é realidade </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você não é fantasia </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você é verdade </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você é emoção </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Ilusão... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">(Paixão) </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você não foi sonho </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você foi realidade </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você não foi fantasia </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você foi verdade </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você era emoção </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Ilusão... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">(Paixão) </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você é sonho </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você não é realidade </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você é fantasia </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você não é verdade </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Você é dor </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Lágrimas... </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">(Saudade) </span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;"></span></em><br /><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4199993596576050468?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-33966748301289445502008-05-06T16:03:00.000-07:002009-02-28T03:52:26.601-08:00<em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc6600;">Ser Afetivo<br /><br />Ser afetivo é querer bem<br />Mas antes de tudo, desejar o bem<br /><br />É disciplina exigir<br />Mas, sobretudo, apontar o porvir<br /><br />É, sim, limites impor<br />Mas, principalmente, mostrar caminhos<br /><br />É entender e respeitar<br />Saber ouvir, o diferente não negar<br /><br />Jamais confrontar<br />Dar sem muito esperar<br /><br />É Aprender e... Ensinar<br /><br />É ajuda oferecer<br />E nunca ninguém desmerecer<br /><br />É no outro se perceber<br /><br />É não desistir<br />E continuar a sorrir<br /><br />É amar o semelhante<br />É, acima de tudo, ser GENTE!<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3396674830128944550?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-62144384378509686902008-02-19T19:13:00.000-08:002009-02-28T03:57:43.330-08:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SVbOqIC5jiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dbcg_zBlvjI/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284638435875327522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/SVbOqIC5jiI/AAAAAAAAAFc/dbcg_zBlvjI/s200/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>MEUS POEMAS DE AMOR</em></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-6214438437850968690?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-80724371274833483792008-02-19T19:01:00.000-08:002009-03-22T10:26:27.422-07:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Transformação</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Você chegou!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>E o mundo que era beloficou maravilhoso!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>A chuva fria transformou-se em gotas de orvalho</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>O vento forte, em brisa suave da manhã</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>O sol quente, em promessa de uma noite serena</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>A noite silenciosa, em cúmplice de nossas loucuras</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>As incansáveis ondas do mar, em testemunhas de nossa paixão</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>A praia deserta tornou-se um paraíso</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>A realidade agora é sonho</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>E a vida...Virou Poesia</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Puramente Poesia!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Jussára C Godinho </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>----------------------------------------</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Desejos </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Este meu segredo </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>É tão meu, tão especial </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Tem um doce e leve enredo </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Não tem nada de mal </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Nem sei se tarde ou cedo </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Entreguei meu sentimento </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Sem um pingo de medo </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Sem nenhum constrangimento </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Seu quente corpo ao meu lado </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Exalando seu perfume</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Ah! Homem amado, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Chego até sentir ciúme </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Sua pele roça a minha </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Num gostoso envolvimento </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>E aquele “frio na espinha” </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Eterniza esse momento </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Mesmo estando calado </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Transmite todo calor </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>E o seu corpo suado </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Transborda de tanto amor </strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Já nem sei se é segredo </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Essa nossa sensação </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Todos percebem o enredo </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Dessa história de paixão!</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#cc0000;"></span></strong> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Jussára C Godinho – Ju Virginiana </strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-8072437127483348379?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-42902079393829672952008-02-19T18:59:00.000-08:002009-02-28T04:03:29.463-08:00<span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Eu te amo mesmo<br /><br />“Eu te amo”, lugar comum<br />Usado por toda gente<br />Ser apenas mais um,<br />Ou dizer de forma diferente?<br /><br />Procuro em toda parte<br />Recito poeta por poeta<br />Verifico obras de arte<br />Mas desisto dessa meta<br /><br />Não existe neste plano<br />Nada que se assemelhe<br />Ao velho e batido “Eu te amo”.<br /><br />Jussára C Godinho </span></em></strong><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Ju Virginiana</span></em></strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-4290207939382967295?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-61171477051858427692008-02-19T18:43:00.000-08:002009-02-28T04:03:46.171-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Entrada Livre</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Você </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Foi entrando no meu coração </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>sem pedir permissão </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Aos poucos, tomando conta </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>do meu ser </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>e eu, deixando acontecer </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>E o amor nascendo livremente </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Quando dei por mim, </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>já estava assim, demente </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Querendo dormir para sonhar </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Acordar para Amar </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Confusa... </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Querendo não querer </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Gostando sem saber </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Desejando, desejando </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"></span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Você! </em></strong></span></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-6117147705185842769?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-979377690663729432008-02-19T18:39:00.000-08:002009-02-28T04:04:08.241-08:00<strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>TROVAS DE AMOR</em><br /></span></span></strong><em><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Amor palavra sublime </strong></span></em><br /><strong><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><em>Vamos todos aderir </em><br /><em>Todo o sentimento exprime </em><br /><em>Amar, amar e sorrir! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Amor doce sentimento </em><br /><em>É tão gostoso sentir</em><br /><em>Esvai todo sofrimento </em><br /><em>Só vivemos a sorrir </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Amor, meu primeiro amor </em><br /><em>Embala todos meus sonhos </em><br /><em>Amor, grande e eterno amor </em><br /><em>Faz meus dias mais risonhos! </em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Hoje tem Festa do Amor </em><br /><em>Do mais puro sentimento </em><br /><em>Abraça-me com fervor </em><br /><em>Acaba meu sofrimento</em><br /></span></span></strong><em><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</strong></span></em><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/" rel="license"><img style="BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px" alt="Creative Commons License" src="http://creativecommons.org/images/public/somerights20.pt.png" /></a><br /><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Esta obra está licenciada sob uma </span></em></strong><a href="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/" rel="license"><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">Licença Creative Commons</span></em></strong></a><strong><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">.<!--/Creative Commons License--><!-- <rdf:rdf xmlns="http://web.resource.org/cc/" dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"> <work about=""> <license resource="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/"> <dc:title>Poemas <dc:date>2006</dc:date> <dc:description>Poemas</dc:description> <dc:creator><agent><dc:title>Jussára c Godinho</dc:title></agent></dc:creator> <dc:rights><agent><dc:title>Jussára C Godinho</dc:title></agent></dc:rights> </work> <license about="http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.5/br/"><permits resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Reproduction"><permits resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Distribution"><requires resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Notice"><requires resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/Attribution"><prohibits resource="http://web.resource.org/cc/CommercialUse"></license></rdf:RDF> --></span></em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-97937769066372943?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-19301736703658357832008-02-13T10:59:00.000-08:002009-02-28T04:04:26.591-08:00<div align="center"><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>Você é Tudo</em></strong><br /><strong><em></em></strong><br /><strong><em>O mundo sem você é nada </em></strong><br /><strong><em>o nada com você é tudo: </em></strong></span></span></div><strong><em></em></strong><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>O sol é mais quente e aquece meu ser </em></strong><br /><strong><em>O mar, mais calmo acalma meu ser </em></strong></span></span></div><strong></strong><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>O céu, mais azul colore meu ser</em> </strong><br /><strong><em>As nuvens, mais brancas alvejam meu ser </em></strong></span></span></div><strong><em></em></strong><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>As estrelas, mais brilhantes cintilam meu ser </em></strong><br /><strong><em>A vida, mais prazerosa alegra meu ser </em></strong></span></span></div><strong><em></em></strong><div align="center"><br /><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>Sem você tudo é gelado </em></strong><br /></span></span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong><em>Quero você ao meu lado!<br /></em></strong><br /><strong><em>Jussára C Godinho - Ju Virginiana</em></strong></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-1930173670365835783?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-30589818475746059152008-02-13T10:40:00.000-08:002009-02-28T04:04:50.698-08:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>O Amor está no Ar... </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>O Amor está no ar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>A nos embriagar... </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Vem logo aproveitar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Com muito suspirar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Um gostoso jantar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Flores a perfumar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Velas a iluminar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>O Amor está no ar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>A mão a acariciar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Pescoço a arrepiar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Os corpos a suar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Mentes a navegar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Até o dia chegar<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>O Amor está no ar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>A nos embriagar...<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Vem logo aproveitar </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Como é gostoso Amar! </em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em></em></strong></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Jussára C Godinho<br /></em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"><strong><em>Ju Virginiana</em></strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-3058981847574605915?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5568754915268387193.post-70728571568034725672008-02-13T05:27:00.000-08:002009-03-04T17:22:29.763-08:00<p align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/R7LxPeBQUlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QijYC34cvdI/s1600-h/Eu+Molhada....gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166456970606039634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nEMc7ESlwOA/R7LxPeBQUlI/AAAAAAAAAAM/QijYC34cvdI/s320/Eu+Molhada....gif" border="0" /></a></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5568754915268387193-7072857156803472567?l=jussaracgodinho.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Jussára C Godinhohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13825203979559546425noreply@blogger.com0