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Thursday, March 11, 2004
BRAZILIAN NATION
Wanderlino Arruda
Glory to the race,
glory to the color,
glory to the beauty of the form.
Glory, glory,
that the negro earned,
glory, glory, that the negro deserves,
soul and life of our Brazil!
Three hundred years since the valiant Zumbi,
three centuries past brave warrior,
three centuries of the growing negro nation,
in the drudgery of slavery,
in the fight for space in our greater culture:
the dance,
the food,
the music,
the cheerful irreverence
active intelligence and freedom,
the natural joy of an innocent act of being
that represents Brazil.
Glory to the arts of Aleijadinho,
glory to the poetry of Gonçalves Dias,
glory to the romance of Machado de Assis,
glory to the voice of Milton Nascimento,
glory to the feet of Pelé.
Glory to the samba of our Carnival.
Together, linked, in history,
all they, and much more
form the real Brazil,
with life and citizenship.
Bless the race that gives color and life
to our great Brazil!
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: 8:57 PM
LOVED IN VALLEYS OF HEBRON
Wanderlino Arruda
At your table, I breathe flowers
I taste shades,
I inhale dreams,
I hear my lover’s voice,
I walk in waves of love.
Charming is the dawn,
because it shines in fragrances
of the most sparkling garden.
Rain and sun!
Between bubbles of splendor,
my lover’s kiss flies sweetly,
she has the scent of myrrh
and lies upon my chest.
My lover is like a wild flower,
her touch brings me luminous wind
like a flower of henna,
or like a flock of tenderness
of the vineyards at Engedi.
nearly far from Hebron.
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: 8:55 PM
MUSE AND WOMAN
Wanderlino Arruda
Yesterday’s love, today’s love,
the adored presence of life,
you are woman and muse,
muse and woman,
sweet dreams.
Poetry in many shades,
time gone uncounted,
you are gold and brilliance,
with fresh youth,
colored by the enchantment
of infinite music.
Uni-verse, lived life.
Perpetual beauty,
in love, always.
You’re playful and magical,
soft and sweet,
a spell of infinite joy.
Goddess-light, color of the ocean,
you have the allure of the eastern breeze.
Always maiden - always young!
in the emerald smile
or in the dreams of Spring.
Beautiful tanned muse,
you are dew and enchantment,
glory and delight.
In the sweetness of being and not-being,
there will never be a greater treasure
or more delicious seduction!
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: 8:53 PM
YOU
Wanderlino Arruda
Loving muse of my life,
my beloved woman,
near you, I’m very happy.
In you, I see only beauty,
a beauty that brings me joy.
Beside you, my love,
within your perfume,
the world is better,
life is more than sweet,
peace is calmer,
and the light is bright,
my love is great.
Beside you, my darling,
fearless, without hate,
I’m the ruler of the world,
I live to dream.
Only with you, charm of my life,
dreams have beautiful colors,
love is a true love,
and to love is to live!
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: 8:52 PM
CHARM AND JOY
Wanderlino Arruda
Your charm is light that seduces
smiles full of joy,
insinuating, charming.
Enchanting charm, beautiful smiles,
delightful joy,
each time I see you, you’re more beautiful.
Your beauty parades in a clear morning aria
with sparkling majesty,
magic, seduction, magical seduction.
In your presence, time is not-time,
flight and dream, enchantment.
The hours pass flying, spinning,
discerning, lucid, speeding,
a breeze in the sea wind,
or in the mountains of my homeland,
my Minas Gerais.
Saying that life illuminates,
your intelligence vibrates and soars
with enthusiasm floating above,
in parades of pure poetry.
For where you pass, for where you live,
the horizon leaves sweet memories
in definitive souvenirs.
Each morning is the time to be happy,
eternity in you,
everlastingly!
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 8:51 PM
IN THE STYLE OF SOLOMON
Wanderlino Arruda
More magnificent than the dawn,
you are as beautiful as Rachel,
on a rare day of peace
in lovely Jerusalem.
Intriguing are your steps,
and green is the brightness
behind your veil, the scarlet blush.
Your beauty is born and reborn
among the young trees of the valley,
where grapes sprout and blossom.
I imagine myself in a coach of dreams,
while a humming bird contemplates you,
oh! girl of Shulam, unimitable,
mistress of Arabian dance.
Your feet in golden sandals,
Oh! daughter of the prince,
magnificence is reflected in your hips.
Brightness curves your loins,
your navel, O passion of the emerald valley,
is a never drying goblet
the highest point of roses in love,
everlasting love!
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: 8:49 PM
SPRING SUMMER
Wanderlino Arruda
Almost pregnant of sunlight
and of an illuminated essence,
my Spring walks,
towards a waiting Summer.
If November is just coming,
I know that December won’t be long,
the weather smells of change.
The calendar, linking day and night,
never misses, never errs,
because it lives in certainty.
There will always be a today,
there will always be a tomorrow.
What isn’t present, is past,
what isn’t past, is future.
How wonderful is a spring Summer!
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: 8:48 PM
YOU’RE MY SHEPHERD
Wanderlino Arruda
You are my shepherd:
I have all I need.
In You, I rest,
In you, I work,
In You, I rejoice.
In the pastures of the Lord,
the grass is emerald green,
the waters are at rest,
they refresh my soul.
You’re my guide,
on the trail of justice,
in love, in faith,
and in every human effort each day.
Even though I walk in the shadow
of the valley of death,
because of You, Lord,
I fear nothing.
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: 8:47 PM
YOU ARE WITH ME
Wanderlino Arruda
In truth, my Shepherd,
in truth, my Lord,
You’re always with me.
Your teachings,
Your admonitions console me.
In the presence of my adversaries,
in the presence of my friends,
in the presence of my loved ones,
goodness and love
will be with me all my life,
as long as I live.
For this reason, Lord,
and for much, much more,
Your house will be always my home,
for now and for all eternity.
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 8:46 PM
TO LOVE
Wanderlino Arruda
To love so much,
loving every hour,
to love always,
always loving life,
to love you,
you, my darling,
because love is living.
Loving you,
I love life,
I live for love.
For all that happens,
in the midst of suffering,
in the midst of joy,
in the midst of hope,
I adore your love,
I adore your smile,
the brightness of your happiness,
the green color of your eyes,
I adore you.
Between the land and the sky,
I love the flowers,
the breeze and the light
of the children,
of love itself.
Above all,
more than anything,
it’s you, my beloved,
my life,
my life of love!
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: 8:44 PM
THE PORTUGUESE LANGUAGE
Wanderlino Arruda
Messenger of love,
keel of hope,
witness of many battles,
companion of many yearnings
in the greatest melting pot,
that history has ever seen.
You’re a mixture, a perpetual mixture
of Lusos, Celts, Fenicians,
Greeks and Cartaginians.
You’re the Iberian melting
together of Romans and Arians,
Alanos and Godos, brave people of Germany.
Mother language of a universal land,
the melting together of old Arabians,
battles and work of the African race,
mixed blood of the Americas.
You’re a history of many conquests,
of war and of peace,
of joy and of sadness,
of oppression and of freedom.
Above all, O, Portuguese Language,
you’re the greatest song of the race
made by men and women
that extended your frontiers.
The most humble,
you are sovereign and master
with the formation of a new race
the Lusitan people!
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: 8:43 PM
REJOINING PSALMS
Wanderlino Arruda
Keep me, O Lord.
Make me, Lord, know Your ways,
free me from the tribulations of the heart,
teach me Your green ways.
Don’t keep distance from me.
I know that the just will inherit the earth,
because the mouths of the just pronounce wisdom
and You make them exult in joy,
as You help me see Your ways.
Show me always, Lord,
show me wonders of Your goodness.
Your words are transparent,
the fortress of faith,
light and color of my salvation.
In Your hands,
receiving my days,
with the breath of goodness.
Each day I will adore You.
Lord, at all times,
Your name will be on my lips.
I’ll look for peace,
I’ll search for it.
Always watching myself,
applauding with my heart, exulting.
My body will rest, singing Your hymns.
I’ll trust my path to You,
chanting psalms and singing praise.
That is why, in the morning,
every morning,
I present You my prayer
and wait.
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: 8:41 PM
OUR FATHER
Wanderlino Arruda
To You, Lord,
full of love and light,
in heaven and everywhere,
where Your name is always blessed,
always sanctified,
in constant and eternal goodness.
To You, Lord, we present our prayer:
to deliver Your kingdom of joy
and understanding to us.
Your will be done, not ours,
here, where we are, there where You are
and where we will one day be;
the bread of health,
the disposition to work,
to understand and be understood,
to love and be loved,
give us today and always, Lord.
Although we still walk in sin,
give us Your forgiveness
and teach us how to pardon.
To the child that still exists in each of us,
give, Lord, Your protection.
Free us from evil,
and help us on the road to righteousness.
Only Yours, Lord, only Yours,
is the power,
the kingdom
and the glory forever,
for all time.
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 8:40 PM
JOY
Wanderlino Arruda
Joy is everywhere in all that sings,
inside colors, inside sounds.
It can be in mountains or plains,
in gardens, on streets and squares,
in schools or offices,
stores and antechambers.
Joy in rhythm exists,
in movement, when the lights are lit,
and also in the blinking lights.
Joy is in the rocking of the sea
and in the way the blossoming young women walk.
We feel the joy of birds in flight
and in songs
and in the breeze that gently passes.
In the innocence of children we feel joy,
and in the wisdom of the old ones.
Joy of the plants during and after the rain,
joy of mountains in the rising sun,
joy of the mother before the joy of her son,
divine joy before the beauty of love,
joy of all before the joy itself.
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: 8:39 PM
JESUS CAME
Wanderlino Arruda
Year zero, year one,
year two, year three.
Initiating a new era.
They are twenty centuries past,
now, the beginning of the Twenty-First,
two thousand years of history:
He came.
Bread of life, light of the world.
Intense brilliance,
divine power, love, much love.
In the celebration of peace,
Jesus arrived.
He came!
Since long ago, the world was prepared:
Century of Péricles, in Greece;
in Rome, Century of Augustus.
Evolution, changes, new habits:
in the arts, in work,
in being and in life,
glades were opened,
trails were cleared,
new thinking in everything
and everywhere.
Before, time of the Baptist,
now, the time of Jesus.
Jesus came!
At each moment, new thoughts:
stories, parables, counsel;
new education,
wisdom for eternity,
examples for a new heart.
The way, the truth, the life,
now the dark night has stars,
everything is illuminated,
because He came!
The master doesn’t send messages:
the example is He himself.
the manger is simplicity,
the temple, wisdom.
In everything, revelation.
Jesus sees who has eyes to see,
He hears who knows how to hear.
Above everything, good feelings.
He came!
Thank You, my Lord,
thank You, today and always,
thank You with all our heart,
for sending us Jesus,
for bringing us His peace.
He really came!
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: 8:37 PM
SMILES
Wanderlino Arruda
Your charm is light
that seduces in smiles
of joyful moments.
Your beauty parades in clear mornings
of sparkling majesty.
The hours pass quickly,
so fast, so pleasant,
as a soft wind coming from the sea.
Saying that life enchants,
your intelligence vibrates,
dreaming like pure poetry.
Where you walk,
where you live,
the horizon leaves memories,
feeling life’s passing.
Each of your mornings, my darling,
is an opportunity to be happy.
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: 8:36 PM
SAUDADES IN TIME AND SPACE
Wanderlino Arruda
If I knew how to count
the measure of love,
and the size of homesickness,
I would say that distance doesn’t exist
and there’s no space or time in the world,
great enough to separate our hearts
or our memories of being together.
There will be always a grateful affection
and an infinite tenderness of hours passed,
the delicious strength of a constant smile,
with the sweetness of kisses,
and the heat of embracing,
the unspoken graciousness of touching skin,
beautiful dreams of beautiful people!
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: 8:35 PM
SAUDADE
Wanderlino Arruda
Of friendship,
of love,
in the presence of the absent,
is tasty pain, happy pain,
that goes right to the heart.
To feel saudade
is to want so close
the loved one.
It is thinking about going,
wanting to regress.
It is bringing into sight
what doesn’t come to view.
To feel saudade is to dive into the infinite,
looking for company,
imagining smiles,
coloring dreams.
Saudade is feeling’s transfusion,
comfort’s invitation,
infinite love, endless warmth.
“Saudade” is happiness that hurts,
a pain that relieves.
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: 8:34 PM
PIMPA
Wanderlino Arruda
Love of my life,
adored woman of my dreams
and of my reality,
you enchant all my days,
all my existence.
My lovely sweetheart,
who has been my love
during each minute of my life.
Beautiful lady with eyes of ivy,
woman and muse, muse and woman,
always a young lady,
thirteen years in bloom.
Before your beauty,
in the whole of your affection,
there’s nothing in the world
greater than your love!
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: 8:32 PM
MONTES CLAROS
Wanderlino Arruda
God blesses you, Montes Claros,
God protects you
in progress,
in growth,
in poetry,
in your ballads,
in your happiness while hosting others,
which is your main virtue.
You are human,
you possess beauty,
you know how to love,
how to suffer, how to hope
for a better future.
You are dear, admired
and never forgotten.
You are the place to have sweet dreams
even from the deepest cold heart.
Your brilliance, Montes Claros,
shows strength and kindness
as kind as your twilights.
In truth, Montes Claros,
in truth,
you are not merely a city,
you are indeed a declaration of love.
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: 6:47 PM
LITTLE GOLDEN FISH
Wanderlino Arruda
The beautiful girl
slides into the water,
soft and wonderful,
very, very happy.
Luminous enchantment:
a little golden fish,
in its marvelous golden world!
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: 6:46 PM
INFINITE INFINITUDE
Wanderlino Arruda
Sky of infinite color,
future time,
a golden chain in silver tones,
life’s breath, splendorous horizon
of the immortal always.
Infinitude is complete happiness,
of invisible seconds
and minutes of enchantment.
Infinitude is sweet candy,
perfect honey,
centuries and multicenturies,
in the emotion of love.
In the infinitude, today is more.
Yesterday and tomorrow send smiles
and their silent souvenirs,
beyond being and not-being.
Infinitude yes, infinitude thus.
They are very affectionate gestures,
feeling-light prism,
in the weaving-dream
of a child mother.
Infinitude is the beginning
and the end,
perpetual good.
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: 6:45 PM
I ADORE YOUR BEAUTY
Wanderlino Arruda
I adore your beauty,
the light of your sympathy,
the tasteful love that’s in your eyes,
a brightness, a happy blessing
that your soul doesn’t hide,
that makes you so wonderful!
How good is loving life
in the way that I see you love.
It would be so good
if we were always together,
together,
to see the sun and the moon,
feeling the stars, counting them
in time and in the infinite,
with everlasting tenderness.
It would be so good to have always
the sensation of your presence,
of your heat and fine skin,
of the joy, of your life!
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: 6:44 PM
GOOD DAY LIVED
Wanderlino Arruda
Sweet souvenirs, memories,
adorable feelings, clear mountains,
light, much light, intense light.
Noon, limit, so much joy.
distance, too much distance,
beyond and beyond,
a future in which the past is felt,
dawn, evening, happiness.
Afternoons of intense joy,
Summer nights, winter days,
innocent mornings,
so much more than ingenuous,
much more than the dawn,
dreams in dreams, delight.
Red, blue and yellow roses.
Gold in blue, gold in red,
gold in yellow,
lilac symbiosis, twilights,
tones in golden shades
wonders... silver.
Before the later, still,
there are beams of clarity,
sources, comforting light,
pure joy, smiles,
well lived days!
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: 6:42 PM
EXPERIENCES – INFINITUDE
Wanderlino Arruda
The encounter of dreams and tenderness.
Yes, they are short and fortuitous meetings,
but always dreams, always tenderness.
I don’t know where they start
and when they end,
because they are ideal and unimaginable.
A multitude of lives lived,
similarity, identity,
skies of blue and lilac,
afternoons of a thousand thoughts
and magical joys.
The line of the clear horizon
illuminates as a live wire does,
it exists, tenuous and magical,
separated in tones over tones
each time purer.
I hear splendorous shades of light
with a smell of child love,
ripe and ingenuous:
velvet-silk, honey-fruit,
sweetly and softly bitter tasting.
Destiny travels lightly
with tingles of dawn
or golden twilights.
Delicious in feeling existences,
playful images,
discerning images of love.
Love!
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: 6:40 PM
LIFE IN PLENITUDE
Wanderlino Arruda
Your limitless joy
is calm, wonderful, free,
a constant yes
from yesterday, directing tomorrow.
Our happiness has color,
light of multiple shades.
It can last only seconds
or endless centuries,
but it is hidden treasure,
in a real sense of love.
Loving our love,
our enchantment enchants itself,
life reaches plenitude.
Our being together awakens
and breathes rainbow colors
with a glimpse of eternity:
in two or in a thousand moments.
Living gift of loving,
wonderful meaning of love!
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: 6:39 PM
FIFTEEN YEARS OLD
Wanderlino Arruda
Sweet time of life, young lady,
is to be in flower, fifteen years old,
age of dreams, age of tenderness,
ideal and lyrical time of living.
Being fifteen years old
is as enchantment,
magic of light,
magic of dreams,
a sweet newness waiting in the future.
Fifteen years, young lady,
cool touch of perfume
and smell of dawn,
all of them soft and sweet.
It’s a time of great beauty.
Fifteen years, young lady,
is a real promise of becoming woman,
and drawing near the future!
At fifteen, young lady,
you are more than happy,
wonderfully happy,
when the world still believes you.
Neither deceit nor disillusion,
because for the fifteen year old, there’s no past:
life compliments, tastes of honey,
a breezy joy in your innocent look.
Fifteen years, young lady,
is the moment of the first love,
delicious sensation of Spring!
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: 6:37 PM
ENCHANTED EYES
Wanderlino Arruda
I will never forget your eyes,
they’re charm and beauty,
enchantment:
Nature made them.
I feel their magnetic lure,
but their light, their brightness,
their emotion and their music,
are felt only by me.
Your eyes are a divine mirror,
an increasing light,
visible sun of brightness.
In this case, my beloved lady,
with your eyes,
your breath and heart
in war and in life,
I realize that I always make you happy!
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: 6:34 PM
BAROQUE IMAGES
Wanderlino Arruda
The ocean perfumes the blue dawn,
the surface smell is so sweet.
The waves mirror indulgence and smiles
that balance tenderness
yours and mine.
Softness is delight.
Why aren’t all moments of joy?
No more an improbable search.
Keep away the improbable gestures.
Glory is born of baroque images.
It doesn’t pass Spring,
but it’s visible in the yellow dawn
that my eyes search for.
The breeze comes from loving,
it doesn’t speak words of love.
It flies and goes,
and travels in green forests
of love and of passion.
Illusion?
It’s better to go to the Land of Fire.
It’s better to walk in the snows of Kilimandjaro.
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: 6:32 PM
THIS MOMENT IS OURS
Wanderlino Arruda
Smiles and the perfume of love,
everything is sweet melody,
life in happiness.
Today and always,
the enchantment of kisses,
the heat of embracing,
the sweet smell of my loved woman
radiating happiness.
You squeeze my body as I hold you,
I see you and I feel you in a seductive embrace.
You, my sweet darling, are affection and light,
joy and peace,
enchantment always.
What a sweet warmth your body gives
and how good it is to feel loved.
Your nobility perfumes colors
just and deserved are your desires.
The moment is yours,
the moment is mine,
the moment is ours.
Splendid time of love...
Caressing your face,
watching you, so close,
I smell and I taste you,
I listen to the sound of colors.
Because I always see you as a maiden.
then I vibrate and live.
It’s wonderful to live in love!
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: 6:31 PM
HOPE GROWS
Wanderlino Arruda
It’s here, the frontier
of magic lucidity,
affection-love, fondness.
Dream trip of light minutes,
brightness-flight
voracious and hot, lightning,
vibration that still boils
in majesty.
Color on color,
color inside color,
skin and tone,
illusory images more than real.
Who knows the time?
Who cares now?
Today is amplitude
more than yesterday,
less than tomorrow.
Hope grows!
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: 6:29 PM
YOUR KISS, MY DARLING
Wanderlino Arruda
Your kiss is sweet,
charming,
delicious,
tenderly full of love.
Unforgettable moment of love!
I’ve so many memories
of your kisses.
Of your kiss, I have the flavor
for all my minutes,
for all the hours of my life,
in fortune and in misfortune,
during all eternity.
Your kiss is tender
sincere, soft, loyal, sweet,
charming, delicious,
a real kiss,
a kiss of love!
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: 6:28 PM
YOUR BEAUTIFUL EYES
Wanderlino Arruda
In your eyes
and in your look
I see love and brightness,
calm happiness
and the intense light
of a wonderful life!
Your look has an enchantment
that seduces me intensely,
that makes me happy
and gives me peace!
Your look brings me
to war with myself.
Your look gives me pleasure,
at the same time,
happy and joyful,
a smiling sensation
of being always in love!
How it is beautiful !
How it is so wonderful!
I love your look.
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: 6:26 PM
TRANQUIL DEW
Wanderlino Arruda
The forest water designs plains,
and redesigns horizons
in tranquil dreams
and in wonderful lives.
The dawn dew lives in the future
of golden tenderness.
Pure waves, green oceans,
liquid mountains, skies,
solid lines, shades...
Clarity is much:
love is eternity,
pure love, dream love :
eternal love!
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: 6:25 PM
THE SONG OF BIRDS
Wanderlino Arruda
It’s a feeling of relief,
immense happiness,
a certainty of being alive,
in a world made by God,
a natural world,
that still exists,
even when we can’t see our neighbors
on the other side of the street.
I admire the song of birds,
yes, the song of free birds,
of birds that fly over,
here, there, everywhere,
where they feel so good,
the true owners of the air,
of the wind, of the sky.
The song of birds
insinuates a sweet morning of seduction,
more than human,
almost divine,
a celestial morning:
blue, green, yellow,
visible song of clarity.
Birds’ songs don’t have only music:
they have light, they glint,
they have movement,
they have color and brightness.
I would say they’ve got perfume
of wild smells
of my hinterland.
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 6:23 PM
TENDER DREAM, PERPETUAL DREAM
Wanderlino Arruda
Your beauty,
your knowledge,
the enchantment of your joy,
your beautiful eyes
and the smoothness of your gestures,
the brightness of your look,
your sweet and enchanting voice,
the wealth of your words,
everything in you, my darling,
is the reason of so much love
and unforgettable dreams.
One minute in your presence
is like a million centuries.
Your light illuminates the infinite.
It’s tenderness,
it’s intense vibration,
sensitive creation of my happiness!
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: 6:22 PM
SEARCH FOR BEAUTY
Wanderlino Arruda
I want to learn,
I want to know what
is wonderful in life.
In this search, so long,
I have discovered some things:
the smile of children,
the songs of birds,
the breeze like a fragrance,
the movements of clouds,
the clear sky after the rain,
the rumbling of water that passes,
music in the distance,
memories of being fifteen years old,
kisses of my beloved.
I am still discovering things:
the symphony of dawn,
the sadness of crepusculo,
the day of Christmas,
the first tricycle,
the first bicycle,
the first tree that we plant,
some faraway vacation,
translation without a dictionary,
my pictures in an exhibition.
How sweet it is to see a downpour,
to walk in fog,
to eat a ripe peach,
and... to dream... awake!
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: 6:18 PM
SAUDADES
Wanderlino Arruda
Of friendship,
of love...
It’s colored enchantment
of living, feeling
souvenirs, reason for appreciation.
Nostalgia is to feel distance,
sweet-sour encounter,
seduction, affection.
Homesickness is to be and not-to be:
a thousand ideas.
Presence in absence.
Yes!
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: 6:17 PM
LUMINOUS MIST OF A MERMAID
Wanderlino Arruda
Why look upwards to a gray sky?
Why dive into the deep blue sea?
Bodies want to be embraced,
dancing hands, sincere music
in the tightness of the heart.
The light redesigns rains
and hints at her breasts,
flaxen hair, ripe-peach skin:
woman-siren, all woman,
woman yes,
more than a woman,
sensitive and enchanting,
enigmas breathe clearly,
in the western wind,
in rose pink lullabies!
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 6:16 PM
LOVE AND ENCHANTMENT
Wanderlino Arruda
An enchantment exists,
a soul-state of sweet delight,
something of true joy,
something that whispers good-living,
vision of the perpetual search:
small things, simplicity,
an anxious and constant quest.
I feel, I understand, I love
that’s the greatest gift of life
it’s a gift of centuries and eons,
of endless generations.
Happiness is to be loving
and to be loved,
time and time again,
or all the time,
not only just for this moment.
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: 4:35 PM
I’M PLEASED WITH YOU
Wanderlino Arruda
If I could bring back the hours
of my long life,
feeling again my happy days,
I would live them,
pleased, pleased with your affection
and tenderness and love.
Happy destiny.
I learned all these years,
during much time
and through many situations,
that I didn’t know before.
The hours come in lessons
and it’s better to know
for me and for you.
The hours dream in beautiful colors,
a good life for my love,
for our love.
Yesterday, today, tomorrow,
always!
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: 4:33 PM
A GREAT LOVE
Wanderlino Arruda
How good it is to dream lovely dreams,
when nothing can indicate separation!
Marvelous it is to always be seeing you,
wonderful it is to always be loving you,
feeling that distances don’t exist.
It’s really great when love
brings us so near,
makes us so joined,
and makes you so mine.
How grateful is the love
that puts my life in yours
in an enchanted dimension!
Rewarding is the tenderness,
the feeling of affection
of two people in love!
For a great love
frontiers do not exist,
there are no limits
yesterday, today, now,
or for all eternity!
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: 4:31 PM
FEELING LOVE
Wanderlino Arruda
Love is music, is love,
is sap and juice:
in infinite colors
of a summer sun.
Love is breeze,
love is balsam.
It’s fire and it burns,
but it’s not seen
and it isn’t felt.
Love is light,
love is peace in blue roses
of twin souls.
Love is the desire
of light and skin,
heart and honey.
Love is light,
nuances of tender words.
Love is the exchange of breaths,
living rare moments.
Love is all, love is more.
Love is yes, love is much.
It’s substance-life,
infinitude.
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 4:30 PM
HAPPINESS
Wanderlino Arruda
Happiness has no weight
and it has no measure.
It can’t be bought,
and it can’t be loaned;
it can’t be borrowed,
it doesn’t resist calculus,
because it’s not material,
by the material standards of our world.
It can be only legitimate.
False happiness is not real happiness,
it’s only illusion.
If I knew how to make calculations
for measuring feelings,
I would say that happiness could have size.
It could be great, small,
fitting in the palm of my hand,
or being as large as the world.
Happiness is wisdom, hope,
wanting to go,
wanting to stay,
present, past, future.
Happiness is confidence:
faith and belief, work and action.
We can’t be hasty about being happy,
because happiness comes slowly,
as one who cares for nothing.
To be happy doesn’t depend on money,
it doesn’t depend on health, nor power.
Happiness isn’t ostentation, nor luxury.
Happiness is the unfastening.
It isn’t ambition.
We’re happy only when we know how to care,
and how to lose,
to suffer and to pardon.
Happiness is only possible,
when we know, over all, how to love,
when we know how to live a loving life.
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 4:27 PM
EMERALD CHARM
Wanderlino Arruda
Your charm represents so much
to my existence.
To look at eyes of pure emerald,
smiles full of joy, green joy,
insinuating, charming.
You grow more and more beautiful.
Your beauty is enchantment itself:
it seems like sunny mornings
yet with luminous stars,
magical seduction,
blue and green tenderness,
sky becoming heaven.
In your presence,
I feel more than happy,
flight and dream, seduction.
Day and night are playthings of joy,
freshness of the light morning sea-wind,
in charming turquoise mountains.
You’re an illuminated dream,
sparking with life,
vibrating, enthusiasm,
flowing into pure life and poetry.
WANDERLINO
WANDERLINO
PREFACIOS
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: 6:33 AM
DREAM TRIP
Wanderlino Arruda
Today my heart is light,
clear and sparkling
as the brightness of the seashore,
on a cloudless afternoon.
Red is golden,
life and dance,
with the luminance of stars
of the east wind
in the sign of Cancer.
Today my heart, half-open with desires
with presence and absence
in a forest of lost music,
in a dawn sky of the first hour.
The wind is a flowing of dreams,
the Winter searches for a lullaby,
when my arms embrace destiny,
glimpsing ways:
dance and ambrosia.
WANDERLINO
BLOG
WANDERLINO CRONICAS
WANDERLINO POESIAS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 6:29 AM
DREAM TRANSPARENCY
Wanderlino Arruda
From the sky to the sea,
blue-lilac verticality,
sparklings of gold-dust,
transparency-dream.
Here and there it illuminates the illusion
that seduces and enchants
the curves of the sirens.
Silver and bronze tiaras
in celestial scrolls
of being and not-being...
Hot evening, serenity-time,
magical heat of the female...
Almost beginning of Autumn.
WANDER IDEIAS
WANDER
MENSAGENS
WANDER
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: 6:22 AM
DREAMS OF DREAMS
Wanderlino Arruda
Step by step,
passes the moments
of well dreamed dreams
in multiple synergies.
Uncounted stars with sun and moon,
soul,land and sky, homesickness.
Here it's enchanting songs
with thousands of shades.
Sensitivity lives and vibrates
in luminous dimensions.
Love rides in sparkling breezes
and wind-light.
Yes,happiness.
Dawn is here:
now it illuminates seductively
and it sanctifies life,
vivid lives.
multiple lives.
TEMPO VIRTUAL
WANDER HOROSCOPOS
WANDER HUMOR
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 6:18 AM
COLOR OF LOVE
Wanderlino Arruda
Blue space beginning,
music of the infinite,
music in the light of the soul
of full existence.
The horizon is the poetry
of plenitude
and joyfulness.
Tender body,
brave and lean,
of real time:
hours lived, but not measured.
Live experience, vibration of life
intensely small, intensely much.
Nuances of heat are felt.
The blue-green emerald,
plush peach,
a rainy indigo morning.
Color of love!
WANDER POESIAS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 5:55 AM
CAUSE OF LOVE
Wanderlino Arruda
At your side,
close to you,
I feel a happy joy,
a cause of great love,
involving and affectionate,
sweet as a dawn dream.
You are beauty, brightness and light,
tanned skin, emerald eyes,
an enchantment.
Your sweet presence
gives me a fruitful life,
evident cause of love!
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ELOS CLUBE
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: 5:46 AM
A PAINTER'S WORK
Wanderlino Arruda
The color of the sky is which I choose first,
and it doesn’t need to be blue.
It can be white, yellow,
rose-red, with a touch of moss-green
in dreams of emeralds.
Skies also can be gray,
that is the ungrateful color.
Seen up close,
seen off far,
waves tone on tone
in afternoons of the southern wind.
Colors are movements
in soft shades of light.
What is underneath the sky,
in the touch of the hour
and my disposition,
there can be seas, there can be rivers,
with boat or without boat,
or a trail in a glade.
What can’t be missing are mountains,
because they give us distance,
as Minas Gerais is from the sea.
The landscape is made of rocks,
roads, curves, perspective,
light-dark, composition.
What gives joy to the painter’s brush
more than the colors,
more than the rhythm,
is the pleasure of creation.
To paint the beauties of life:
the painter’s work is to paint.
ROTARY
ESPIRITISMO
LINKS ESPIRITAS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 5:41 AM
BREEZE AND PERFUME
Wanderlino Arruda
The breeze that passes
and involves your face,
the breeze that touches
and smiles in your hair
is a breeze of much love.
It helps to illuminate your beauty,
more than anything else.
I adore the enchantment of the breeze
because it’s part of my life,
It’s really my joy.
The breeze that passes
and strokes you tenderly
gives me sweet feelings,
and makes me content
to be part of nature.
Because the breeze makes you more beautiful,
I’m not jealous at all.
Because the breeze brings your perfume,
I follow it close behind,
approaching you.
The reality of being happy,
It helps me to live
and helps me to feel you, my beloved.
MONTES CLAROS
DENILSON ARRUDA
PREDICADO
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 5:35 AM
BRUNETTE FLOWER
Wanderlino Arruda
Lovely brunette,
what an enchantment are you!
Joyful, happy,
you’re more than a rose
in a beautiful garden.
You’re light
that brings
happiness to me!
What a beauty,
what a dream muse are you!
AGENDA
PORTAL DOIS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 5:26 AM
BRAZILIAN NATION
Wanderlino Arruda
Glory to the race,
glory to the color,
glory to the beauty of the form.
Glory, glory,
that the negro earned,
glory, glory, that the negro deserves,
soul and life of our Brazil!
Three hundred years since the valiant Zumbi,
three centuries past brave warrior,
three centuries of the growing negro nation,
in the drudgery of slavery,
in the fight for space in our greater culture:
the dance,
the food,
the music,
the cheerful irreverence
active intelligence and freedom,
the natural joy of an innocent act of being
that represents Brazil.
Glory to the arts of Aleijadinho,
glory to the poetry of Gonçalves Dias,
glory to the romance of Machado de Assis,
glory to the voice of Milton Nascimento,
glory to the feet of Pelé.
Glory to the samba of our Carnival.
Together, linked, in history,
all they, and much more
form the real Brazil,
with life and citizenship.
Bless the race that gives color and life
to our great Brazil!
ELOS CLUBE
ESPIRITISMO
LINKS ESPIRITAS
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 5:20 AM
BARROQUE IMAGES
Wanderlino Arruda
The ocean perfumes the blue dawn,
the surface smell is so sweet.
The waves mirror indulgence and smiles
that balance tenderness
yours and mine.
Softness is delight.
Why aren’t all moments of joy?
No more an improbable search.
Keep away the improbable gestures.
Glory is born of baroque images.
It doesn’t pass Spring,
but it’s visible in the yellow dawn
that my eyes search for.
The breeze comes from loving,
it doesn’t speak words of love.
It flies and goes,
and travels in green forests
of love and of passion.
Illusion?
It’s better to go to the Land of Fire.
It’s better to walk in the snows of Kilimandjaro.
ACADEMIA
HISTORIA
ROTARY
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posted by POEMA VIRTUAL
: 5:15 AM
A GREAT LOVE
Wanderlino Arruda
How good it is to dream lovely dreams,
when nothing can indicate separation!
Marvelous it is to always be seeing you,
wonderful it is to always be loving you,
feeling that distances don’t exist.
It’s really great when love
brings us so near,
makes us so joined,
and makes you so mine.
How grateful is the love
that puts my life in yours
in an enchanted dimension!
Rewarding is the tenderness,
the feeling of affection
of two people in love!
For a great love
frontiers do not exist,
there are no limits
yesterday, today, now,
or for all eternity!
MONTES CLAROS - BRAZIL
WANDER POESIAS
WANDERLINO CFONICAS
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: 5:09 AM
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