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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/SobRGfv1IZA/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SobRGfv1IZA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SobRGfv1IZA&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 POEMAttosos e 1 MÚSICA de minha autoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrevistadora: Elizabeth do Valle - Canal 17 NET&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programa Grupo Mônaco de Saúde e Cultura&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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livro homônimo do Leonardo Boff,&amp;nbsp;de onde retirei esta imagem de fundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* O conteúdo deste poema foi baseado em experiências que tive em relação ao cuidado e à falta dele.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-5481223335077411123?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/5481223335077411123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/saber-cuidar.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/5481223335077411123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/5481223335077411123'/><link 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MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-652104873648559282</id><published>2011-07-23T16:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T23:01:52.277-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROMÂNTICAS'/><title type='text'>COMPASSO DE SENTIMENTO*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUM1CUhB7BI/AAAAAAAAAQY/uduLiojjyB4/s1600/POEMATTOSO+-+COMPASSO+DE+SENTIMENTO+-+com+imagem+pro+BLOG++-+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rR808HHhjtk/TZTtapF5KsI/AAAAAAAAASo/8aT77YTegTw/s640/POEMAttoso+-+H%25C3%2581+SINAIS+-+PRO+BLOG+-+cortado+com+www.poemattoso.com.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;* Inspirado em vivências e no trabalho de Teologia Sistemática 2&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Livro&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;"A Santíssima Trindade é a melhor comunidade"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; do&amp;nbsp;Leonardo Boff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Agradeço ao Professor, Pastor e Amigo Rodrigo Condeixa&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;pelas aulas inspiradoras e por me apresentar à Teopoética.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-3376684722485538141?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Quem tem um violão tem quase tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Tem o tom que quiser, tem o dom que vier&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Tem o som que fizer, tem o bom da mulher. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Meu amigo violão, tão lembrado, tão tocado nas viagens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Nos dias de solidão, mostrou tanto sentimento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Para todos todo tempo, esta é a sua canção:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Meu violão primeiro, maneiro, som bom, madeira tão sonora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Me inspira toda hora e sente o toque forte desta mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;E depois vieram outros, não me desfiz do primeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Impossível abrir mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Quem já foi meu companheiro, será sempre meu irmão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Meu violão chileno, pequeno, que afinação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Por trás da Cordilheira, achou uma companheira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Uma graça, uma “gata”, uma gaita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Andavam de mãos dadas, &lt;i&gt;en&amp;nbsp;canción&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;A gaita com seu choro, os dois fazendo um coro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;E eu, musicando-me por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Maestro e platéia, ao mesmo tempo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;Violão e Gaita, Poesia e Sentimento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white;"&gt;*____________________Letra e Música: Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-3794854973544699098?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/3794854973544699098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/10/violao-gaita-voz-sentimento.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/3794854973544699098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/3794854973544699098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/10/violao-gaita-voz-sentimento.html' title='VIOLÃO 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B090kTacLZU/ThEoucgQ2HI/AAAAAAAAATc/GtWVieyiJG0/s640/foto+da+KARLA+MARTINS+-+DEPOIMENTO+COACHING.jpg" width="502" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;O coaching está me ajudando a valorizar mais minhas habilidades e orientá-las para o meu negócio, que é bem peculiar pois trabalho com arte e cultura.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o Roberto Mattoso, por ser artista também, tem a sensibilidade necessária para me ajudar a trilhar o caminho que eu escolhi para a minha vida. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sessões são totalmente orientadas para que eu alcance as metas que estabeleci e, além de me ajudar a&amp;nbsp; aumentar a autoconfiança, o Mattoso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;frequentemente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt; me apresenta a pessoas que, além de contatos profissionais, estão se tornando novos amigos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Calibri;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; text-align: left; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus saraus são ótimas oportunidades de conhecer artistas e pessoas que gostam de cultura, e só isso já é uma grande alegria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Karla Martins é arquiteta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;atriz, gestora cultural e sócia da&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-size: large; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oficina Social Produções Artísticas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8559152382732478734?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8559152382732478734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/07/depoimento-o-coaching-vai-alem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8559152382732478734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8559152382732478734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/07/depoimento-o-coaching-vai-alem.html' title='DEPOIMENTO: O COACH MATTOSO VAI ALÉM'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B090kTacLZU/ThEoucgQ2HI/AAAAAAAAATc/GtWVieyiJG0/s72-c/foto+da+KARLA+MARTINS+-+DEPOIMENTO+COACHING.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-5089988480601798353</id><published>2010-05-22T13:45:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T00:49:33.132-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROMÂNTICAS'/><title type='text'>SE ELA FOSSE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a 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class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;óbvio que seu atendimento no COACHING é um trabalho, é profissional (e muito), é parte do seu projeto de vida, é a construção do seu caminho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas o mais importante é a forma com que você faz isso, o tal do diferencial, que passa pelo suquinho, pelo bolo saúde (delícia!), ... além do ambiente de paz, tão acolhedor...sem falar no tom, na forma da sua abordagem, que mescla profissionalismo, carinho e tranquilidade, fazendo com que a gente acredite que tudo pode, quando verdadeiramente quer.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigada mesmo. Jesus continue a te abençoar a cada dia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Desejo que receba em dobro, tudo isso que você faz e dá de bom aos outros, que todos os seus sonhos se realizem com muita beleza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Acho que, intimamente, eu sempre soube que nosso encontro seria bom, proveitoso e feliz.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Considero-me uma pessoa privilegiada e abençoada pelas possibilidaes que se anunciam, por ter tido a oportunidade de chegar mais pertinho de você e constatar que ainda existe gente de valor nesse planeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Celeste Seixas - Educadora e Jornalista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-479503021512567757?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/479503021512567757/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/03/depoimento-o-diferencial-do-coach.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/479503021512567757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/479503021512567757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/03/depoimento-o-diferencial-do-coach.html' title='Depoimento: O DIFERENCIAL do COACH Mattoso'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-6581775998764152446</id><published>2010-03-02T00:15:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T00:44:07.990-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: POEMAttosos'/><title type='text'>MEU AMIGO MATTOSO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTOsp5puu9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h9xKpf4PQ3k/s1600/DEPOIMENTO+da+MONICA+COSTA+-+sobre+o+MATTOSO+-+pro+BLOG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTOsp5puu9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h9xKpf4PQ3k/s640/DEPOIMENTO+da+MONICA+COSTA+-+sobre+o+MATTOSO+-+pro+BLOG.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-6581775998764152446?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/6581775998764152446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/03/meu-amigo-mattoso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/6581775998764152446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/6581775998764152446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/03/meu-amigo-mattoso.html' title='MEU AMIGO MATTOSO'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTOsp5puu9I/AAAAAAAAAP0/h9xKpf4PQ3k/s72-c/DEPOIMENTO+da+MONICA+COSTA+-+sobre+o+MATTOSO+-+pro+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8424931241046127948</id><published>2010-03-01T23:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T23:06:38.208-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROMÂNTICAS'/><title type='text'>LUA NEGRITA *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTeSVbMCXKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xpb9whK-OvA/s1600/POEMAttoso+-+LUA+NEGRITA+-+com+foto+do+REFLEXO+Da+Lua++-+pro+BLOG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTeSVbMCXKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xpb9whK-OvA/s640/POEMAttoso+-+LUA+NEGRITA+-+com+foto+do+REFLEXO+Da+Lua++-+pro+BLOG.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*___________________________Música &amp;amp; Letra: Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8424931241046127948?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8424931241046127948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/01/lua-negrita.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8424931241046127948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8424931241046127948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/01/lua-negrita.html' title='LUA NEGRITA *'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTeSVbMCXKI/AAAAAAAAAQA/xpb9whK-OvA/s72-c/POEMAttoso+-+LUA+NEGRITA+-+com+foto+do+REFLEXO+Da+Lua++-+pro+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8268447031812721155</id><published>2010-03-01T18:16:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T23:08:09.433-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRE-IDADES'/><title type='text'>FELIZ 2000eSEMPRE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUNA8H0YJOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8iYWTLY_DY0/s1600/DEPOIMENTO+de+ELISA+KAYAT+sobre+o+MATTOSO+COMO+POETA+E+COACHING+-+pro+BLOG+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUNA8H0YJOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8iYWTLY_DY0/s640/DEPOIMENTO+de+ELISA+KAYAT+sobre+o+MATTOSO+COMO+POETA+E+COACHING+-+pro+BLOG+2.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-707112437872797449?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/707112437872797449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/01/ensinamento-grandioso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/707112437872797449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/707112437872797449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/01/ensinamento-grandioso.html' title='ENSINAMENTO GRANDIOSO'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUNA8H0YJOI/AAAAAAAAAQo/8iYWTLY_DY0/s72-c/DEPOIMENTO+de+ELISA+KAYAT+sobre+o+MATTOSO+COMO+POETA+E+COACHING+-+pro+BLOG+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8031973530806038399</id><published>2010-02-24T17:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:26:20.976-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSIQUÊ: nossa casa interior'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROMÂNTICAS'/><title type='text'>SUA CASA INTERIOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTMqL0zplBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jI38n7fHEy8/s1600/POEMAttoso+-+SUA+CASA+INTERIOR+-+pro+BLOG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTMqL0zplBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jI38n7fHEy8/s640/POEMAttoso+-+SUA+CASA+INTERIOR+-+pro+BLOG.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, dedico esse POEMAnifesto À TRAGÉDIA da REGIÃO SERRANA RJ,&amp;nbsp;em solidariedade àqueles que, apesar de perderem sua casa,&lt;br /&gt;não perderam SUA CASA INTERIOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A VALE está doando/depositando R$ 2,00 para cada Real doado!&lt;br /&gt;A Cruz Vermelha e várias outras instituições estão aceitando apoio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"1 + 1 é sempre mais que 2" &amp;nbsp;- Beto Guedes e Ronaldo Bastos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8031973530806038399?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8031973530806038399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-casa-interior.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8031973530806038399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8031973530806038399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-casa-interior.html' title='SUA CASA INTERIOR'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TTMqL0zplBI/AAAAAAAAAPs/jI38n7fHEy8/s72-c/POEMAttoso+-+SUA+CASA+INTERIOR+-+pro+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-3311234567217501104</id><published>2010-02-21T23:17:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T23:44:16.602-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ROMÂNTICAS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMAtrimônios'/><title type='text'>POEMAtrimônio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TENrJ6A6hiI/AAAAAAAAALA/InP-EML-fM8/s1600/POEMATTOSO+jpg+-+SUA+PRIMEIRA+POESIA+-+DINDO+%26+LINDO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" hw="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TENrJ6A6hiI/AAAAAAAAALA/InP-EML-fM8/s640/POEMATTOSO+jpg+-+SUA+PRIMEIRA+POESIA+-+DINDO+%26+LINDO.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Para o Pepê - meu sobrinho - quando ainda estava na barriga da minha irmã. Hoje, com 7 anos, formamos a dupla LINDO &amp;amp; DINDO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-4244514271176116329?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/4244514271176116329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-primeira-poesia-para-o-pepe.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4244514271176116329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4244514271176116329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/sua-primeira-poesia-para-o-pepe.html' title='SUA PRIMEIRA POESIA *'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TENrJ6A6hiI/AAAAAAAAALA/InP-EML-fM8/s72-c/POEMATTOSO+jpg+-+SUA+PRIMEIRA+POESIA+-+DINDO+%26+LINDO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8915202484767854993</id><published>2010-02-21T20:28:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T14:05:43.584-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FÉspirituais'/><title type='text'>POETA do EVANGELHO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S7JR6IelVFI/AAAAAAAAAG4/EBSZbKMKx0I/s72-c/QUEM+%C3%89+JESUS+-+JPG+-+com+IMAGEM+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-249313561976428951</id><published>2010-02-21T18:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T11:53:50.564-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DO-RE-MI-FA-MÍ-LIA'/><title type='text'>AMIGÃO*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqUm5Nf_eao/TkfhbCMfqCI/AAAAAAAAATk/utqWdY_N_TU/s1600/POEMAttoso+-+AMIG%25C3%2583O+-+PPT+PRA+BLOG+-+jpg.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-tqUm5Nf_eao/TkfhbCMfqCI/AAAAAAAAATk/utqWdY_N_TU/s640/POEMAttoso+-+AMIG%25C3%2583O+-+PPT+PRA+BLOG+-+jpg.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Ao meu pai e xará - Roberto de Queirós Mattoso.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Até hoje nos chamamos de "Amigão" reciprocamente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Quando&amp;nbsp;eu nasci, meu pai me&amp;nbsp;compôs um &amp;nbsp;poema, semeando a poesia no meu DNA&amp;nbsp;e regando-a até hoje &amp;nbsp;com poemas memorizados e recitados&amp;nbsp;de Pablo Neruda, Vinicius, etc.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TJO2ZsivK0I/AAAAAAAAAMs/an_jkrWU2Rk/s640/POEMAttoso+-+ELA+%C3%89+QUEIR%C3%93S+-+JPG+.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* À minha irmã - Elisa Queirós&amp;nbsp;Mattoso -&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cantora, Compositora, Instrumentista e Executiva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Desde pequena, minha irmã tocava flauta e piano de ouvido,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;aí,&amp;nbsp;estudou piano &amp;amp; canto, e passou a tocar tudo,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;inclusive os nossos corações.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-3663464776370729429?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/3663464776370729429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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quarto é um mundo inteiro &lt;br /&gt;nosso amigo é o Mogli&lt;br /&gt;Branca de Neve é boa, a bruxa é má pessoa&lt;br /&gt;Você é o Ursinho Puff e eu sou o Javali&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seus cachos são o enredo mais bonito que já li&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você é o poema mais alegre que escrevi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* __________________________Letra e Música: Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-4697187036522998590?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/4697187036522998590/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/thali-ta-ali.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;na &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;eia, no &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;éu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;e em &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;ada &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;abor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Bem-vindo &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;enhor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;into &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ua &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;antidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;ou &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;IM, com &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;INceridade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;oldado &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;edento de &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;er&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Obrigado &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;enhor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Por &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;eu &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;angue e &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;eu &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;uor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Pela &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;emente de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Por eu &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;er &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;eu &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;eguidor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Hoje e para &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;empre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ei&lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;-me &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;enhor, aqui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;ou &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;AL para &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ALvar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;ou &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ER para &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;ERvir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;__________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4GzmUuGpcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Xuyj3aNk_Q/s1600-h/POEMAttoso+JPG+10+-+TENHO+ENCONTRADO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4GzmUuGpcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Xuyj3aNk_Q/s640/POEMAttoso+JPG+10+-+TENHO+ENCONTRADO.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;* Em homenagem aos amigos da Igreja Presbiteriana Betânia de São Francisco e da Célula Tremenda&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-877503884357291348?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/877503884357291348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4GzmUuGpcI/AAAAAAAAAEI/_Xuyj3aNk_Q/s72-c/POEMAttoso+JPG+10+-+TENHO+ENCONTRADO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-773762233773637850</id><published>2010-02-21T10:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T09:42:42.290-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MusicALL e Outras Artes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRE-IDADES'/><title type='text'>CELEBRARE e NIEMEYER</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TMb3wtPH_6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/X9rpkR7Keos/s1600/FOTO+CELEBRARE+-+BLOG+.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="175" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TMb3wtPH_6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/X9rpkR7Keos/s400/FOTO+CELEBRARE+-+BLOG+.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ontem fui ao meu 25º Show do Celebrare com amigos que estavam indo pela 1ª vez. Eles ficaram surpresos, empolgados, impactados, e eu também!!! Parecia que eu também estava descobrindo o Celebrare ontem, quando me vi cantando, dançando e literalmente quicando - até às duas da manhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Mais que uma Banda, ou um Grupo ou Conjunto, o Celebrare é um Time Campeão e, como todo time de futebol, tem 11 craques – 9 músicos/cantores e 2 dançarinos. Difícil é saber quem é o centro-avante artilheiro, pois cada hora é um que vem à frente e marca um golaço. Há 16 anos eles lotam desde a lona de Realengo até o Capacabana Palace, de casamentos judaicos a festas de Reveillon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;E muito mais que um show de arte musical, O Showlebrare é uma lição da arte da relação. Cada integrante desta seleção parece ter nascido para estar ali, naquele palco, cantando e dançando como se estivesse em casa, em família. Eles são amigos entre si, amigos do público, da produção, dos clientes e do fã clube que não perde um espetáculo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;O repertório é um refeitório, uma degustação das melhores músicas dançantes americanas e brasileiras. Não poderia haver um nome mais adequado para esta banda do que&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Celebrare – 9 letras, 9 músicos - ,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;e não sei qual título de DVD retrata melhor o estímulo positivo que eles provocam:&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Pra animar a Festa&lt;/i&gt;,&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Dance Sem Parar,&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dance +, ou a adaptação “&lt;i&gt;Celebrate good times&lt;/i&gt;&amp;nbsp;com a mão!”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Há anos atrás, quando dois dos seus cantores, muito talentosos e carismáticos, tiveram que deixar a banda, eu fiquei preocupado. Mas para minha/nossa alegria e surpresa, os dois novos cantores, com suas singularidades, muito estilo e dons próprios, cativaram a todos e o pleonasmo continuou: a celebração à própria alegria. Aprendi com isso que, no Celebrare, o TODO é maior que a soma das partes.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;A previsão é que em 2011 o Celebrare seja, literalmente, a maior banda do mundo com 2011 integrantes – 11 artistas no palco e 2000 cantores/dançarinos na platéia – pois em TODAS as músicas o grupo convida o público a participar ativamente e não apenas como espectadores.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 21px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Uma vez, perguntaram ao famoso arquiteto Oscar Niemeyer qual era o seu melhor projeto. Ele respondeu que era sempre “O próximo”. Isso se aplica ao Celebrare também. Cada show é melhor que o anterior e, por falar nisso, eu já gostaria de saber “Onde será o próximo show?”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Como se não bastasse tudo isso, sou cunhado do co-fundador e baterista desta Banda e já sou amigos de todos os seus membros. Eles nem sabem que quando interpretam&amp;nbsp;&lt;i&gt;Your Song&lt;/i&gt;, estão me homenageando com a música que mais gosto na vida.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Na Bíblia as palavras-sinônimas – alegria, gozo, júbilo, exaltação e celebração – aparecem umas 400 vezes, mostrando que Celebrare também tem a ver com Deus. Achei emocionante quando uma das cantoras, deixou o palco, depois do bis, fazendo o sinal da cruz.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Abraços &amp;amp; Versos, Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-773762233773637850?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/773762233773637850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/10/celebrare-e-niemeyer.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/773762233773637850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/773762233773637850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/10/celebrare-e-niemeyer.html' title='CELEBRARE e NIEMEYER'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TMb3wtPH_6I/AAAAAAAAANQ/X9rpkR7Keos/s72-c/FOTO+CELEBRARE+-+BLOG+.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-7654922430144271060</id><published>2010-02-21T10:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-04T09:00:28.275-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DO-RE-MI-FA-MÍ-LIA'/><title type='text'>MELHOR AMIGA*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUqN4z4B8CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7TqlssqI2nI/s1600/POEMAttoso+-+Melhor+Amiga+-+irm%25C3%25A3+Querida+-+Elisa+Queir%25C3%25B3s+-+PRO+BLOG.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUqN4z4B8CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7TqlssqI2nI/s640/POEMAttoso+-+Melhor+Amiga+-+irm%25C3%25A3+Querida+-+Elisa+Queir%25C3%25B3s+-+PRO+BLOG.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Letra &amp;amp; Música de Roberto Mattoso, aos 17 anos,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;quando minha irmã fazia 15 anos e ia morar no&amp;nbsp;Chile,&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;separando-se de mim pela 1a vez.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Duas mudanças marcantes, ao mesmo tempo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-7654922430144271060?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/7654922430144271060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/04/melhor-amiga.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/7654922430144271060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/7654922430144271060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/04/melhor-amiga.html' title='MELHOR AMIGA*'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/TUqN4z4B8CI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/7TqlssqI2nI/s72-c/POEMAttoso+-+Melhor+Amiga+-+irm%25C3%25A3+Querida+-+Elisa+Queir%25C3%25B3s+-+PRO+BLOG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-5663123863849673888</id><published>2010-02-21T10:00:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T11:55:49.375-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIDÁTICOS'/><title type='text'>GREGO SEM MEDO*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alfabeto&lt;/b&gt;, nome grego, pode-se &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;prender sem medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;O &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;lfabeto começa com &lt;b&gt;Alfa d&lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;gape que é &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;mor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;O &lt;b&gt;Alfa&lt;/b&gt; e a &lt;b&gt;Beta&lt;/b&gt; se casaram, muitos filhos procriaram&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Uma &lt;b&gt;Gama&lt;/b&gt; de &lt;b&gt;g&lt;/b&gt;rafias, cada letra tem seu esplendor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Asa &lt;b&gt;Delta&lt;/b&gt;, vôo plano, já não queremos engano&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;O som do &lt;b&gt;Épsilon&lt;/b&gt; é mais alto, que o mais &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;levado &lt;b&gt;E&lt;/b&gt;levador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Eles tinham quatro primas, já nasceram sendo rimas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dzéta, Éta, Théta, Iota, c&lt;/b&gt;erta é a voz do bom Pastor&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sob a &lt;b&gt;Kapa&lt;/b&gt; da história,&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Lâmbda&lt;/b&gt; é a lança da vitória&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;My e Ny&lt;/b&gt; eu me es&lt;b&gt;Ksi&lt;/b&gt;, mas tá n&lt;b&gt;Ô&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;micron&lt;/b&gt; computador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;O seu avô es-&lt;b&gt;Pi-Rô, a&lt;/b&gt;vó&lt;b&gt; Sigma&lt;/b&gt; sigmandou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;E o &lt;b&gt;Tau&lt;/b&gt; do &lt;b&gt;Ýpsilon, &lt;/b&gt;disse tchau, mas antes se salvou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fi e Khi &lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;Fi&lt;/b&gt;caram &lt;b&gt;Khrr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;i&lt;/b&gt;ndo, na igreja esse domingo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Alma e&lt;b&gt; Psi&lt;/b&gt;quê curadas, quando &lt;b&gt;Ô-Mega&lt;/b&gt; Espírito os tocou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alfabeto&lt;/b&gt;, nome grego, pode-se &lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;prender sem medo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Termina com &lt;b&gt;Ômega, d&lt;/b&gt;e &lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;nipesente Salvador&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;Diante de um quadro-negro, nós sabemos o segredo:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jesus Cristo &lt;/b&gt;é o Mestre e Ele também é o &lt;b&gt;apaga-dor&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Calibri, sans-serif; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;* Letra&amp;amp;música de Roberto Mattoso&amp;nbsp;em aGRANDEcimento à:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escola de Pastores:&lt;/b&gt; Por toda dedicação para nos proporcionar o melhor ensino e exemplo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;À professora de Grego 3&lt;/b&gt; -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Andréa&lt;/b&gt; - que me desafiou a fazer esta música, tornando o GREGOstoso, e pela excelência de ensino e motivação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;À turma de seminaristas&lt;/b&gt; - amigos de fé - que fazem da aula de Grego 3 a mais engraçada, até às 22h20, em plena 2a feira!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Abraços&amp;amp;Versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-5663123863849673888?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/5663123863849673888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/grego-sem-medo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/5663123863849673888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/5663123863849673888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/grego-sem-medo.html' title='GREGO SEM MEDO*'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-455575984322769898</id><published>2010-02-21T09:19:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:58:19.763-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: POEMAttosos'/><title type='text'>TALENTO SEM FIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DANI CASTRO - COMUNICADORA - via FB&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Nossa! Cada poema seu que leio,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;me surpreende e emociona...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns! Pelo dia de hoje e pelo talento sem fim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Um beijo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-455575984322769898?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/455575984322769898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/talento-sem-fim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/455575984322769898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/455575984322769898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/talento-sem-fim.html' title='TALENTO SEM FIM'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8504180283805953674</id><published>2010-02-21T05:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T16:02:41.397-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FÉspirituais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CELEBRE-IDADES'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALMigos: Amigos da Alma'/><title type='text'>CASAL de FÉ - Antônio Elias e Zezé</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Não conheço melhor exemplo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;de amor, esperanca e fé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Do que o casal que venceu o tempo:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Antônio Elias e Zezé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Namoraram 3 anos por carta e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;só se encontraram 3 vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sua vida era farta d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;e vitórias em seus revezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Chegavam numa cidade e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;logo eram conhecidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Viviam e pregavam a verdade, s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;abiam fazer amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Elias com seu bom humor e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;E os versos da Zezé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Ambos com muito amor, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;ão há quem resista né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Eu entrei nas suas vidas c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;omo entro neste poema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Feliz por fazer parte e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;estar em algumas cenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Da dupla que, com muita arte, c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;riou uma obra tão plena.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;O café era adoçado c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;om histórias de um Deus vivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Me sentia renovado p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;elo casal tão ativo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Sempre fui presenteado c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;om um bolo ou um livro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Aprendi teologia e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Conheci o Deus Jeavé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;No milagre do dia a dia d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;o casal que viveu da fé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt;"&gt;Eram a própria Poesia:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;Antônio Elias e Zezé.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin-bottom: 0in; mso-layout-grid-align: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8504180283805953674?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8504180283805953674/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/casal-de-fe-antonio-elias-e-zeze.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8504180283805953674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8504180283805953674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/casal-de-fe-antonio-elias-e-zeze.html' title='CASAL de FÉ - Antônio Elias e Zezé'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-3138705010869308491</id><published>2010-02-21T05:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:54:31.278-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FÉspirituais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DIDÁTICOS'/><title type='text'>CRISÓSTOMO - O homem da língua dourada *</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Prezado Professor Daniel,&amp;nbsp;coloco, neste papel, &lt;br /&gt;palavras que são inspiradas, por virem e irem pro&amp;nbsp;céu. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Espero não ser problema&amp;nbsp;te responder com um poema. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;O que perguntar a João,&amp;nbsp;se sua vida já é resposta&lt;br /&gt;de coragem e convicção? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Como foi um cristão sério,&amp;nbsp;diante das ameaças&lt;br /&gt;e do poder do Império?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Sou um novo seminarista&amp;nbsp;que, quando encontrou Jesus,&lt;br /&gt;sentiu amor, à primeira 1ª vista. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Então, te pergunto João: Qual é o seu melhor conselho&lt;br /&gt;para eu viver o evangelho? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;"Meu conselho é minha própria vida, que pode ser resumida&lt;br /&gt;Em poucos versos e rimas:"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Nascido na Antioquia,&amp;nbsp;ensinava pela conduta&lt;br /&gt;pregava o que vivia com obediência absoluta. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Era Pastor, Bispo e monge sempre em busca da verdade&lt;br /&gt;de Deus, nunca estava longe&amp;nbsp;no deserto ou na cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Questionou a riqueza dos nobres&amp;nbsp;como roubo da vida dos pobres.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Amava a paz, mais que a vitória&amp;nbsp;por isso entrou pra história:&lt;br /&gt;Se entregou às autoridades&amp;nbsp;pra evitar calamidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Mas a terra, pro ele, tremeu&amp;nbsp;como um sinal dos céus &lt;br /&gt;de que o povo ainda o queria&amp;nbsp;ali em Santa Sofia.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Boca de Ouro, grande alma&amp;nbsp;de estatura pequena&lt;br /&gt;o mundo perdeu a calma&amp;nbsp;quando ele tomou a pena. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 4.5pt; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;"&gt;O “Homem da Língua Dourada”&amp;nbsp;fez mais do que fizeram antes&lt;br /&gt;concluiu sua jornada como gigante dos gigantes. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;Sempre único e diferente&amp;nbsp;se despediu dos seus&lt;br /&gt;com um sermão curto e eloqüente: &lt;br /&gt;“Em tudo, dai Glória a Deus!”.&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #002060;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;_____________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;* Inspirado no trabalho da disciplina História da Igreja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Agradeço ao Professor e Amigo Daniel Quélhas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoListParagraph" style="line-height: normal; margin-left: 4.5pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; pela dedicação e valorização da poesia didática&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-3138705010869308491?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/3138705010869308491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/crisostomo-o-homem-da-lingua-dourada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/3138705010869308491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/3138705010869308491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/crisostomo-o-homem-da-lingua-dourada.html' title='CRISÓSTOMO - O homem da língua dourada *'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-52052954145234386</id><published>2010-02-21T04:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T12:20:47.738-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='POEMirim: crianças inspiradoras'/><title type='text'>AÍ BRUNA ACORDOU*</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;Aí Bruna acordou, como o dia amanhece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Aí ela me olhou, como quem já me conhece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Aí me desarmou e sorriu. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Olha o sol Bruna, filha, linda&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;vem brincar, brindar, brigar, brilhar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vem fazer castelos com a areia que endurece!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vem pra dentro d’água que meu corpo te aquece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;vem boiar, nadar e surfar. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Então ela cresceu, como a flor amadurece&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;o broto apareceu e ninguém jamais se esquece&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;do som que é bom de se escutar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vem que já é hora de ninar, vou cantar a sua música. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Vem pra ser eterna pois quem ama permanece! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Viva a sua mãe que é com quem você se parece! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Veja como é linda a família, que merece mais. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;Aí Bruna cochilou...&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* _______________letra &amp;amp; música de Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; line-height: 150%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;Bruna é uma filha que imagino ter um dia. Quem sabe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 24px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-52052954145234386?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/52052954145234386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/ai-bruna-acordou.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/52052954145234386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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#93c47d;"&gt;Multicentenário, plurianuário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Quem foi que inventou o calendário?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias da semana, séculos mundanos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Por que ele é tão necessário? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caçadores sabem, pescadores usam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Os ciclos anuais e os diários &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estações do ano, inverno tibetano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Vamos tirar roupas do armário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primavera sim, floresce o jardim&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Surgem as crianças no berçário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O verão é bom, férias, praia e som&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Época do meu aniversário &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O outono cai, mais um ano vai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;E repete todo o itinerário...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;E repete todo o itinerário...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Quem foi que inventou o calendário? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-5648687039916814654?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/5648687039916814654/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/calendario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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inspiradoras'/><title type='text'>SARA É RARA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sara é rara, P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;equena, Morena&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Acima da média, q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;uase sobrenatural&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ela pega o violao e sola o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;hino nacional&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Agora façam suas apostas:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Conseguirá ela tocar c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;om o violao nas costas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Ela se ajoelha, n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;em fica vermelha&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Faz do violao mochila e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;toca igual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Tava na cara.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Sara é o nome da mulher de Abraão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E, desde aquele tempo, j&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;á treinava violão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;___________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Em homenagem à Sara, de 9 anos que me impactou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;ao tocar o hino nacional com o violão nas costas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt; line-height: 115%;"&gt;na aula de música que dei no Departamento Infantil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;da Igreja Betânia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-633658761280129812?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/633658761280129812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/sara-e-rara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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interior'/><title type='text'>A DÁDIVA DO DIVÃ DA DIVA VIDA</title><content type='html'>Achei que chegaria rápido&lt;br /&gt;se fizesse tudo com pressa&lt;br /&gt;Apostei na quantidade &lt;br /&gt;como a melhor promessa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que ganharia asas&lt;br /&gt;se enriquecesse em um dia&lt;br /&gt;Desejei sair de casa&lt;br /&gt;pra obter autonomia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensei que soubesse do azul&lt;br /&gt;até descobrir Djavan&lt;br /&gt;Jurava me conhecer&lt;br /&gt;até me deitar no divã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas no divã da diva vida&lt;br /&gt;que nada tem de vã&lt;br /&gt;A dádiva do dia a dia &lt;br /&gt;preparou meu amanhã&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_____________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-156414805851975751?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&amp;nbsp;À&amp;nbsp;minha mãe - Maria Dulce Mattoso (Madu) - que, junto com meu pai, têm me ensinado a viver poeticamente - no sentido mais amplo possível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foi minha mãe quem me estimulou a aprender violão, e me apresentou os caminhos da Psicanálise, da Biodança, do prazer por debates literários&amp;nbsp;e cinematográficos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-3136241290444617727?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/3136241290444617727/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/qual-e-sua-arte-para-minha-mae-maria.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8292671499454539553</id><published>2010-02-20T22:00:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T22:53:37.696-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FÉspirituais'/><title type='text'>PODE CRER</title><content type='html'>Pode ver que na Palavra está escrito&lt;br /&gt;Nada há de novo que não tenha sido dito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ver que o nosso Deus é infinito &lt;br /&gt;Mesmo invisível, Ele é bonito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode crer que vai te transformar&lt;br /&gt;Pode crer que tudo vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ver com os olhos de um renascido&lt;br /&gt;Pode ver que nada é sequer parecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ter o coração mais aquecido&lt;br /&gt;Por saber que o seu passado é esquecido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode crer que vai te transformar&lt;br /&gt;Pode crer que tudo vai mudar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8292671499454539553?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8292671499454539553/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/pode-crer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8292671499454539553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8292671499454539553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/pode-crer.html' title='PODE CRER'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-5346634992134001936</id><published>2010-02-20T21:50:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T15:54:01.163-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='REFLEXÕES: sobre a vida'/><title type='text'>MACRO micro</title><content type='html'>Mundo, universo, água, terra, chão &lt;br /&gt;Céu azul diverso, vento, furacão &lt;br /&gt;Astros e cometas, estrelas, avião &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Discos voadores, existem ou não? &lt;br /&gt;Quilômetros de areia são apenas grãos &lt;br /&gt;Átomos se encontram em explosão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem velhos pintores sabem de antemão &lt;br /&gt;Quais serão as cores da canção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem os trovadores têm afinação &lt;br /&gt;Pra cantar o som da criação&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem os professores resolvem a equação: &lt;br /&gt;a ordem dos fatores da emoção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem computadores trazem sensação &lt;br /&gt;para o micro mundo da intuição &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem farejadores, nem vinicultores, fazem distinção &lt;br /&gt;Entre os odores da atração &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem os consultores, nem os terapeutas, dão explicação &lt;br /&gt;para os sabores da paixão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;__________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-5346634992134001936?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/5346634992134001936/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/macro-micro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/5346634992134001936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/5346634992134001936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/macro-micro.html' title='MACRO micro'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-2236217734443525413</id><published>2010-02-20T18:01:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T19:53:25.501-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PSIQUÊ: nossa casa interior'/><title type='text'>E O QUE É BIODANÇA?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsGNp2vSt2I/Tbidk5sBZ1I/AAAAAAAAATI/-SPGiKECkX8/s1600/BIODAN%25C3%25A7a.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="268" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsGNp2vSt2I/Tbidk5sBZ1I/AAAAAAAAATI/-SPGiKECkX8/s400/BIODAN%25C3%25A7a.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que é Biodanza? Se você não sabe, vem logo &lt;br /&gt;pois está perdendo um colo e uma roda de olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dança da vida não cansa. É ver o Criador dando o exemplo&lt;br /&gt;criar nosso estilo e com o tempo, a gente só faz melhorar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É às vezes também ficar triste, mas o grupo vem te abrigar&lt;br /&gt;É saber que no fundo existe aquela semente de amar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ter uma bioesperança na terra, na água, fogo e ar&lt;br /&gt;É resgatar a criança e todos os bichos soltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você fizer biodanza, vai ver a música pintando&lt;br /&gt;o seu sentimento criando aquela aquarela com o par &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai ver a timidez findando, a raiva se transformando&lt;br /&gt;verá todos feedbackando, vai abrir a janela e JORRAR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lutar feito um tigre raivoso, fluir como a garça no ar&lt;br /&gt;Hipopótamo preguiçoso, cada bicho vai te ensinar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que é diferente é a força de vivenciar&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, assim de repente, a flor começa a brotar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-2236217734443525413?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/2236217734443525413/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-o-que-e-biodanca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/2236217734443525413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/2236217734443525413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/e-o-que-e-biodanca.html' title='E O QUE É BIODANÇA?'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VsGNp2vSt2I/Tbidk5sBZ1I/AAAAAAAAATI/-SPGiKECkX8/s72-c/BIODAN%25C3%25A7a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-388904978430953045</id><published>2010-02-20T03:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T22:30:36.886-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ESSÊNCIA POÉTICA'/><title type='text'>DE TRÁS PRA FRENTE</title><content type='html'>Se eu começasse ao contrário&lt;br /&gt;Um poema, de trás pra frente &lt;br /&gt;Mudaria o itinerário? &lt;br /&gt;O que seria diferente? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não haveria enredo&lt;br /&gt;Nem final surpreendente &lt;br /&gt;As rimas se manteriam &lt;br /&gt;Mas em seqüência incoerente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem título seria ruim&lt;br /&gt;Título na última linha?&lt;br /&gt;Que idéia louca a minha!&lt;br /&gt;O que pensariam de mim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E os aplausos antecipados?&lt;br /&gt;Seriam o mesmo estopim? &lt;br /&gt;O título está fadado: &lt;br /&gt;It’s not “The End” but “The Begin".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_________________________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-388904978430953045?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/388904978430953045/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/de-tras-pra-frente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/388904978430953045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/388904978430953045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/02/de-tras-pra-frente.html' title='DE TRÁS PRA FRENTE'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-1748749391477457353</id><published>2010-02-11T23:45:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T23:54:41.029-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: POEMAttosos'/><title type='text'>VIOLÃO, GAITA e POESIA: ARTE PURA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fernanda Acauan - Psicanalista e Cantora&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Arrebenta amigo!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Vendo a sua foto me lembrei das reuniões na casa das nossas amigas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;você tocando um lindo violão e mais a gaita! Sempre curti muito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Depois você foi adicionando à poesia! Arte pura!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Quero ver o vídeo! Beijo no seu coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-1748749391477457353?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/1748749391477457353/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/03/violao-gaita-e-poesia-arte-pura.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/1748749391477457353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/1748749391477457353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/03/violao-gaita-e-poesia-arte-pura.html' title='VIOLÃO, GAITA e POESIA: ARTE PURA!'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-4300674355751064629</id><published>2010-02-10T13:14:00.021-02:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:06:42.445-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: POEMAttosos'/><title type='text'>DEPOIMENTOS sobre os POEMAttosos</title><content type='html'>&lt;dt class="comment-author " id="c8754067239154286576" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Sylvia de Galhardo - Vocalista do Celebrare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Faaaala "Poemattoso"!!!;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;merece o melhor da vida!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Obrigada pelo carinho sempre com todos nós...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Agradeço em meu nome e dos "Celebrares"!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Bjks mil e que 2011 te traga boas novidades!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: small; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Vida longa próspera, saudável e feliz!!!:))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Nair Guimarães - Prof. de Inglês e Espanhol disse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Te acheiiiii!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Nos intervalos do trabalho, do estudo, da pesquisa procuro um espaço para aliviar a mente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;O legal é sempre encontrar aqui pensamentos leves, mensagens de amor, de fé e de amizade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Continue escrevendo sempre, não pare nunca, pois suas mensagens através dos seus poemas são significativas e enriquecedoras. Abração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: black; color: white;"&gt;Lilian Kerr (Via Facebook)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Já que janeiro é mês de muito mar;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Já que o poeta é de muito amar;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Já que o poeta promete mas não deixa de rimar;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: inherit;"&gt;Mesmo se ele não fosse poeta ainda seria aquele q tem muito a dar.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos desde já(neiro)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-4300674355751064629?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/4300674355751064629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/12/depoimentos-sobre-o-poeta-mattoso.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4300674355751064629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4300674355751064629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/12/depoimentos-sobre-o-poeta-mattoso.html' title='DEPOIMENTOS sobre os POEMAttosos'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8035635293591642991</id><published>2010-02-10T02:45:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:25:09.035-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: COACH Mattoso'/><title type='text'>Depoimento: 1a sessão de Coaching com Mattoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Vinicius Muniz - Gerente de TI&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A 1a sessão de Coaching com o Mattoso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;foi melhor que a minha 1a sessão de Terapia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8035635293591642991?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8035635293591642991/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/12/depoimento-sobre-1a-sessao-de-coaching.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8035635293591642991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8035635293591642991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/12/depoimento-sobre-1a-sessao-de-coaching.html' title='Depoimento: 1a sessão de Coaching com Mattoso'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8797244989214527104</id><published>2010-02-09T20:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:23:45.494-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: COACH Mattoso'/><title type='text'>SUPEROU MINHA EXPECTATIVA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ANA PAULA GURGEL - EDUCADORA e ECONOMISTA&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Estou fazendo o Coaching e gostei muito!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Indico pois superou minha expectativa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8797244989214527104?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-4785822786715551618</id><published>2010-02-02T15:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:29:40.265-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTERNACIONAIS'/><title type='text'>NO EXISTeoría de amor *</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sé que pasó, no EXISTeoría de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Años pasaron y la historia no cambió&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Veo un cangrejo asustado que se escondió&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Solo sé que Diós no dá las virtudes para desperdiciar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tanta belleza, tus talentos y amor es para vivir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Sentimientos y calor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Por bien trae de vuelta el verano que había dentro de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Solo así puedo mostrarte un mundo nuevo que descobrí&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Ahora es alegría, hasta la melodía cambia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tengo sueños de día y a la noche el alma canta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Y su geografía con montañas y pampas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;No aguanta ni un día, me extraña&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Y el Pampa tiene árboles que cairán un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Y la madera fría se vuelve en guitarra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Y como la cigarra, agarra poesía y encanta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;*___________________Letra &amp;amp; Música: Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-4785822786715551618?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/4785822786715551618/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-existeoria-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4785822786715551618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4785822786715551618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/11/no-existeoria-de-amor.html' title='NO EXISTeoría de amor *'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-2961995422516860665</id><published>2010-02-02T15:19:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T20:32:45.078-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='INTERNACIONAIS'/><title type='text'>GUITARRA, POR FAVOR *</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una cosa me pasó, en el sábado y quedó acá dentro de mí&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Cuando Yo la conocí, no sé pero sentí algo diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Y la cosa aumentó y se desarrolló hasta que yo supe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Que ella había gustado de mí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Y por casualidad, así sin esperar la encontré en la calle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;No sabía que hacer, entonces yo silbé y ella se dió la vuelta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Hablamos, mirámosnos, nerviosos, casi explotamos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Y sin saber amámosnos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Nos falta lo principal pero esto es tan normal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;La hora más difícil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Con valor voy a decir que ya me decidí y solo quiero a ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Guitarra por favor ayuda a tu cantor y dile a mi amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Que quiero empezar a pololear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;___________________Letra&amp;amp;Música: Roberto Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-2961995422516860665?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-3298179001093097918</id><published>2009-06-01T12:35:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T12:49:19.333-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ALMigos: Amigos da Alma'/><title type='text'>NA BOLA, NA FÉ e NA VIDA-50 anos Sérgio Miranda</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Lá vai o artista com a bola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Sai da defesa e decola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Ninguém impede o seu show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Quem é que não comemora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Quando o Serginho faz gol?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Um dia foi 'Tio Serginho'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Do meu amigo de escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Que se chamava Ronan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Mas o Dono de cada hora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Nos reservou um amanhã:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguimos o mesmo caminho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Do Deus da fé cristã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Que nunca nos deixa sozinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Tem sempre um Amigo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Que sabe SER SERginho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Servo, Sério, Sérgio,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Sensível, Certinho, Serginho&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Agora virou Serjão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Ganhou minha admiração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;E nem parece cinquentão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;No espírito, corpo e mente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Serjão não está diferente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;É rico com coisas simples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Sempre cercado de Gente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Gente por todo o Brasil&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Gente Com G maiúsculo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;De Galera e de Gil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Da praia à universidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Conquistou a felicidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Já vive o aumentativo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: 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e NA VIDA-50 anos Sérgio Miranda'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-6603204045656269915</id><published>2009-04-21T13:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T13:47:04.246-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: POEMAttosos'/><title type='text'>SEU POTENCIAL É INCRÍVEL E FORA DE SÉRIE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;"Dei uma navegada no seu blog e fiquei no mínimo estarrecido com a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;abrangência de temas e analogias consagradas de outro modo de ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Seu potencial é incrivel e fora de série!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;AMIGÃO!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Quando eu nasci, você criou versos que ficaram plantados em mim.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Você ficou tão emocionado que me deu até o seu nome e a sua fisionomia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Você me ensinou muitas coisas: nadar, furar onda, pegar jacaré e mergulhar de cabeça, futebol, jogo de botão, fazer pipa e avião, totó, sinuca, frescobol, bicicleta,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;adorar camarão,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;contar piada e histórias, dirigir carro, andar na perna de pau que você mesmo fez, &amp;nbsp;boas músicas e leituras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Eu só dormia após ouvir um caso seu. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Se hoje sou surfista, &lt;st1:personname productid="executivo e poeta" w:st="on"&gt;executivo e poeta&lt;/st1:personname&gt; é porque, na minha infância, você sempre estava lá. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;E quando não estava, era porque viajava a trabalho para ganhar um extra e nos proporcionar o melhor colégio, curso de inglês, violão, judô, clube, escoteiro, casa de praia, bons livros e brinquedos. E me trazia camisas e presentes das viagens. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 35.4pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Na Argentina, conseguiu que eu fizesse prova no River Plate, vibrou quando eu fui aprovado, e comemorou comigo debaixo do chuveiro porque não agüentou esperar que eu saísse do banho. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Torceu por mim, na arquibancada, debaixo de chuva, quando eu era reserva. Talvez por isso, justo nesse dia, eu entrei no 2º tempo e fiz um gol. Aquele gol não foi pro River, nem pra torcida, nem pra mim. Aquele gol foi pra você pai, porque você estava lá.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Você se superou nas suas dificuldades. Vou levar este exemplo para sempre. Aprendi até com seus erros, e você me poupou muitas dores.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Você me deu o meu 1º violão, meu 1º mariski, meu 1º computador, meu 1º cachorro, meu 1º carro, meu 1º passeio na neve e no exterior, as 1ª&lt;sup&gt;s&lt;/sup&gt; dicas sobre as mulheres e as 1ª&lt;sup&gt;s&lt;/sup&gt; lições de ética, de cuidado com o próximo e com a família. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Por isso também você será sempre o meu 1º AMIGÃO. &amp;nbsp;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Quando eu comecei a trabalhar no Rio e tinha pouco tempo pra resolver as coisas em Niterói, eu contava com você quando precisava, porque você estava lá. E conto até hoje. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Seu conto &amp;nbsp;“O Asa Negra” é de um humor genial e, hoje, você – “O Asa” está alçando vôos mais altos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Hoje você vai lançar o seu 1º livro junto a seus amigos, e uma coisa é certa: EU ESTAREI LÁ!!!!! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Porque no livro da história da minha vida, você sempre estará aqui e ali, dentro e fora de mim, das minhas melhores lembranças. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Hoje, sou eu quem vai torcer por você, e vibrarei com seu gol literário que entrará para a eternidade. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Mas você não é autor apenas deste livro: você é autor de 2 filhos e de uma família que está contribuindo para um mundo melhor. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Você é o autor de uma biografia que vale à pena ser contada e vivida, e cujo título pode ser ‘O aPAIxonado’ ou “PAIxão”! &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Você priorizou ser bom pai, bom filho e bom marido. Agora está colhendo os frutos. Eu te amo, Pai. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Sou grato e me orgulho de ser seu xará. Porque eu tenho o nome de um pai, que sempre esteve lá.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Que Deus continue te abençoando. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;Um ‘bacio’ (palavra carinhosa, em italiano, que você me ensinou que significa 'beijo' e com a qual sempre nos despedíamos), &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Century Gothic', sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;do seu Amigão, Beto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-6077601802933317023?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/6077601802933317023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/03/pai-voce-estava-la.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/6077601802933317023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/6077601802933317023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/03/pai-voce-estava-la.html' title='PAI, VOCÊ ESTAVA LÁ!'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qOEXa37CWZU/TZSVUNgsw_I/AAAAAAAAASc/9UpneR4nD-8/s72-c/FOTO+DO+BETO+E+PAI+NA+AABB+DA+ARGENTINA+COM+CAMISAS+DO+RIVER+E+BOCA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-8956406945011908081</id><published>2009-03-26T19:59:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T20:34:06.411-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Espaço Ita.Co.Á - Integração Corpo e Alma'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I.Ta.Coá. - Integração Treinamento e Coaching'/><title type='text'>I.Ta.Coá. - Integração, Treinamento e Coaching</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Jl9cc1Ar_Wo/TY5wsiHj42I/AAAAAAAAASY/wIEZQxzlzns/s1600/ITACO%25C3%2581+COM+NEBLINA+no+morro+da+ANDORINHA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="402" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Jl9cc1Ar_Wo/TY5wsiHj42I/AAAAAAAAASY/wIEZQxzlzns/s640/ITACO%25C3%2581+COM+NEBLINA+no+morro+da+ANDORINHA.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Como se não bastasse tudo que Itacoá já nos proporciona, hoje nos brindou com este ESPETÁCULO INÉDITO DA NATUREZA!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;UMA FAIXA BRANCA DE NEBLINA, DEIXANDO APARECER SÓ A PONTA DO MORRO DAS ANDORINHAS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Pra quem não pôde ver a impressionante exposiçao no CCBB do ESCHER - Mestre da Ilusão nos desenhos e formas - vale esta foto-presente da natureza que NÃO É ILUSÃO, pois eu estava lá e vi!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Valeu pela foto Nely Terra, amiga de Itacoá e do bodyboard, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;provedora de tantas coisas positivas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Amanhã tem onda, por favor acorde!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Vem surfar de quilha e de bodyboard!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solte esse esqueleto, vê se se sacode!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Venha pra Itacoá com o seu bodyboard! &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raspe sua perna, faça o seu bigode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Vem surfar de quilha e de bodyboard!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seja um campeão, bata o seu recorde!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Venha pra Itacoá com o seu bodyboard!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça o som do mar, aqui não tem pagode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Vem surfar de quilha e de bodyboard!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Trecho do 'Happy Rap: Quilha e Bodyboard'&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;de Roberto Mattoso&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;em www.poemattoso.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-8956406945011908081?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/8956406945011908081/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/03/itacoa-integracao-treinamento-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8956406945011908081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/8956406945011908081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/03/itacoa-integracao-treinamento-e.html' title='I.Ta.Coá. - Integração, Treinamento e Coaching'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-Jl9cc1Ar_Wo/TY5wsiHj42I/AAAAAAAAASY/wIEZQxzlzns/s72-c/ITACO%25C3%2581+COM+NEBLINA+no+morro+da+ANDORINHA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-2330095901057554334</id><published>2009-03-24T00:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T00:39:30.583-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CINEMAttoso: Análise Poética e Lições de Coaching dos Filmes de Cinema'/><title type='text'>CINEMAttoso: ANÁLISE POÉTICA e LIÇÕES de COACHING dos FILMES DE CINEMA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0.5em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.5em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Wilson Scott - Empresário - Via Facebook disse...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dt&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd class="comment-body" id="Blog1_cmt-3088976755811118269" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.25em;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0.75em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Não sou poeta famoso&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho nada de poeta&lt;br /&gt;E muito menos de famoso&lt;br /&gt;Mas arrisco esses versos truncados&lt;br /&gt;Talvez até desajeitados&lt;br /&gt;Mas inspirados em você&lt;br /&gt;Grande amigo e irmão Mattoso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------X----------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara especial esse&lt;br /&gt;Fala mansa, será que é mineiro?&lt;br /&gt;Mas o carioca se revela num lero&lt;br /&gt;Quase em ritmo de bolero&lt;br /&gt;Pois p'ra ele tudo é "manero"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A prova maior de seu gostar&lt;br /&gt;Pode estar num poema ou canção&lt;br /&gt;Pode também estar no aumentativo&lt;br /&gt;Em casa, estou no diminutivo&lt;br /&gt;Mas p'ra ele sou Wilsão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara especial esse&lt;br /&gt;em sua incondicional adoração&lt;br /&gt;Ao nosso Deus Todo Poderoso&lt;br /&gt;Se mostra o verdadeiro cristão&lt;br /&gt;Assim como o puro de ALMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, OK&lt;br /&gt;Confusão já está feita&lt;br /&gt;Sei que ALMA não rima com Poderoso&lt;br /&gt;Se lembra, não sou poeta famoso&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim, a rima perfeita&lt;br /&gt;E a confusão já está desfeita&lt;br /&gt;Só pode ser ALMAttoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o amado JESUS te abençoe, sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-1627712073448177119?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/1627712073448177119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/03/almattoso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/1627712073448177119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/1627712073448177119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/03/almattoso.html' title='ALMAttoso'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-2612120262139897702</id><published>2009-03-18T23:26:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T16:47:40.882-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CINEMAttoso: Análise Poética e Lições de Coaching dos Filmes de Cinema'/><title type='text'>CINEMAttoso: FILME "LOPE" - A OUSADIA na POESIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Além do filme do BOPE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;recomendo a BIOGRAFIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;do famoso poeta LOPE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;A OUSADIA da POESIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232;"&gt;Que só cresce no meu IBOPE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3qaW-CWtnO8/TYQReoN2nMI/AAAAAAAAASI/Nqw4JH0RlWo/s1600/FOTO+do+LOPE_cartaz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3qaW-CWtnO8/TYQReoN2nMI/AAAAAAAAASI/Nqw4JH0RlWo/s640/FOTO+do+LOPE_cartaz.jpg" width="432" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;A história retrata parte da biografia de LOPE - um dos maiores dramaturgos&amp;nbsp;e poetas espanhóis e de todos os tempos - &amp;nbsp;que produziu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;800 peças &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;de teatro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;12.000 poemas&amp;nbsp; e 14 filhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;1ª&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUSADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; do protagonista foi trocou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;o certo pelo incerto ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;abandonar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;a carreira militar espanhola pela aventura de viver da sua arte, numa época em que isso era impensável.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;LIÇÕES PODEROSAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; Como criar e escrever eram seus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;DONS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; tinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;NATURALIDADE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;para improvisar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;seus poemas&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;OUSADIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;pra desafiar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;os padrões limitados do contexto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;da época. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quebrou o paradigma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;vigente ao juntar drama e comédia na mesma obra, o que era contra as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;REGRAS do TEATRO. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Ele &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;tem um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;compromisso com a sua verdade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;a sua arte e com o presente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;, e&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;com a sua&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;EMOÇÃO -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;muito mais do que com a sua razão -,&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;não medindo&amp;nbsp;esforços nem riscos para falar e expor o que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;crê e sente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Ama tão intensamente quanto escreve&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;, a ponto de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;não poder ficar sem escrever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;numa prisão, que é um dos maiores sinais de um verdadeiro poeta, segundo&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Rainer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Maria &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Rilke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;, na sua obra "Cartas a um Jovem Poeta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: orange;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 7pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Mesmo para quem não é poeta, nem apreciador de literatura, o filme vale como uma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;lição de vida e de Coaching &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;(treinamento individual) pela coragem do&amp;nbsp;protagonista ao guiar sua vida pelos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;seus próprios sentimentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;não se&amp;nbsp;deixa travar por interesses de terceiros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; Nada impedia nem mudava a sua &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;essência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: 16pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="direction: ltr; language: pt-BR; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-top: 0pt; mso-line-break-override: none; punctuation-wrap: hanging; text-align: justify; text-justify: inter-ideograph; unicode-bidi: embed; word-break: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: white; font-family: Calibri; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;Abraços&amp;amp;Versos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #f1c232; font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;CINEMAttoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-2612120262139897702?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/2612120262139897702/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/03/cinemattoso-filme-lope-ousadia-na.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/2612120262139897702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/2612120262139897702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2011/03/cinemattoso-filme-lope-ousadia-na.html' title='CINEMAttoso: FILME &quot;LOPE&quot; - A OUSADIA na POESIA'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-3qaW-CWtnO8/TYQReoN2nMI/AAAAAAAAASI/Nqw4JH0RlWo/s72-c/FOTO+do+LOPE_cartaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-4286817015939651094</id><published>2009-02-10T16:53:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T14:18:13.459-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DO-RE-MI-FA-MÍ-LIA'/><title type='text'>COMANDANTE DA VIDA*</title><content type='html'>Apresento a vocês meu Tio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;O "Comandante da Vida"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não ficou a ver navios&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Decisão muito sabida&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fã da sua própria família&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De sabedoria farta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Chorou com a primeira filha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nossa querida Marta&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viajou pela Europa&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Foi de Mustang à Suíça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E do seu DNA&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Veio o sorriso da Ciça&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quantas histórias contou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em tantos fins de semana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ainda chama de neném&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sua caçula Adriana&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tira onda de durão&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E ainda tem topete&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mas é co-mandante até hoje&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois manda junto com a Lysette&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"É bom quando o filho escolhe"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É a frase que ficou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daquelo relógio mole&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Que meu pai presenteou&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Cenourinha o Coelhinho"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora te faz um poema&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juntando com muito carinho&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As nossas melhores cenas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kid é criança no tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kid ao contrário é dique&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Onde cabe um amor infinito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Viveu cada bom momento&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me chama de &lt;i&gt;Pajarito&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E quanto mais passa o tempo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;Mais ele fica bonito&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;________________________Roberto Mattoso&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* Em homenagem ao meu querido Tio Kid, &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Que até hoje me influencia poética e musicalmente,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; e com seu exemplo de Vida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-4286817015939651094?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/4286817015939651094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/08/comandante-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4286817015939651094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/4286817015939651094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2009/08/comandante-da-vida.html' title='COMANDANTE DA VIDA*'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49184204123296637.post-6884957211771597231</id><published>2009-01-22T18:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T18:38:00.069-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DEPOIMENTOS: POEMAttosos'/><title type='text'>UM POEMA PARA O AMIGO MATTOSO - de MARCIO COSTA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo legal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo informal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo que dos versos não faz mal&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo de bem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo entre cem&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo também&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Que estressado não é&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo muito zen&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo do mato&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo do mar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo das palavras&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que é pacato&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que sabe falar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que sabe cantar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;E até mesmo um amigo que gaita sabe tocar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que sabe rimar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que respeita&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que sabe doar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que sabe amar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo do ar&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo do fogo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo da terra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo da água&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que em si mesmo não se encerra&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Pois um amigo é assim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;De tudo nos oferece um pouco, enfim&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo de sobrenome curioso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que é misterioso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Amigo que pra mim já é famoso&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;Tenho um amigo chamado Mattoso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;De Marcio Costa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/49184204123296637-6884957211771597231?l=poemattoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/feeds/6884957211771597231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-poema-para-o-amigo-mattoso-de-marcio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/6884957211771597231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/49184204123296637/posts/default/6884957211771597231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://poemattoso.blogspot.com/2010/05/um-poema-para-o-amigo-mattoso-de-marcio.html' title='UM POEMA PARA O AMIGO MATTOSO - de MARCIO COSTA'/><author><name>Roberto MATTOSO</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00741373954529446625</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S2_pqtBMwnQ/S4CA6NLoJNI/AAAAAAAAAAY/K5tIkw_0wtk/S220/sele%C3%A7%C3%A3o+foto+no+sarau+do+municipal.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
