tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13849045604954182122024-02-18T23:27:34.015-08:00Poetando... spennellandoCalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.comBlogger196125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-8516193353189653672017-04-17T05:11:00.000-07:002017-04-17T05:11:19.867-07:00Raffinata eleganza<div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em;">
C'è un certo non so che nell'aria, come di raffinata eleganza: eleganza di profumi, trilli, fiori, colori, eleganza di passi e pensieri. Eleganza del dire e del fare, di un magico aprile che incede danzando.</div>
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-9135874465806058112016-06-21T05:13:00.000-07:002016-06-21T05:13:05.487-07:00Ridono i girasoliRidono i girasoli<br />
al solletico della luce,<br />
danzano i prati sulle note<br />
dei risorti dalla notte,<br />
canzoni di vento chiaro<br />
teneramente graffiano l'aria...<br />
Baci di vita nel cammino.<br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-7380612635571938582016-05-22T16:02:00.001-07:002016-05-22T16:02:27.743-07:00La mia notte<span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">La mia notte è veglia nell'assenza, </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">cuore distratto dai suoi palpiti.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Vuoto profondo tagliato </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">da un gallo insonne </span><br style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">che annuncia il suo giorno. </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />È stanchezza la mia notte<br />senza fessura a far entrar le stelle.<br />È pensiero, è attesa questa notte...<br /><br />© Maria Savasta Copyright testo 2014<br />© LG. 633/1941</span><br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-59091204483019373222016-05-20T00:40:00.003-07:002016-05-20T00:40:44.181-07:00Tempo<div style="background-color: white; color: #1d2129; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
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Dolorosamente leggo la mia anima infelice e gioiosa,<br />giovane e stanca, sognatrice e realista - ossimori della mia vita -<br />Dell'amore sento il profumo,<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />percepisco la presenza nella parola,<br />nei miraggi visti vicino e svaniti<br />dopo che il tempo depone sul mio grembo la sua stanchezza...<br />del mio giorno ossimoro: sempre fermo in se stesso,<br />senza età e giovinezza,<br />senza vecchiaia e malattie,<br />pure chi accoglie nel suo abbraccio è ad esse soggetto.</span></div>
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Amo la vita, ma non il tempo mellifluo e mendace,<br />ho messo i miei gioielli sognati, in preziose teche,<br />anche se dal colore appassito sono sempre pregiati<br />li riesumo per svegliare i sogni nei giorni del dolore.<br />Amore mirato, carezzato, baciato nell'aria.<br />Amore che pur nella consapevolezza dell'effimero,<br />da forza e risana.<br />"Amor, ch'a nullo amato amar perdona" (<a class="_58cn" data-ft="{"tn":"*N","type":104}" href="https://www.facebook.com/hashtag/dante?source=feed_text&story_id=1184711894874952" style="color: #365899; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;"><span aria-label="hashtag" class="_58cl" style="color: #4267b2;">#</span><span class="_58cm">Dante</span></a>)</div>
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-87066712980980344262016-04-02T15:37:00.001-07:002016-04-02T15:37:18.590-07:00Frammenti d'arcobaleno<div class="_4_j7" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;">
<span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">Sui cigli dei tuoi occhi</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">frammenti d'arcobaleno,</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">nell'aria un ritornello smarrito</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">da giovani passeri</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">si insinua nel vento,</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">e seguo la suo eco...</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">S'apre al mio stupore</span><br style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;" /><span style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;">"la valle del pianto"</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline; font-weight: normal; line-height: 20px;"><br />e corro a rubare<br />un ciuffo arricciato<br />di nuvola rosa<br />caduta sui pruni<br />del mio bosco,<br />cirro capriccioso<br />impigliato fra i rovi,<br />caligine ferita<br />da more rosse e nere...<br />gocce di sangue e d'amore<br />fra le mie dita,<br />gelato dal sapore selvatico...<br />Ed entri nella mia anima:<br />bacio intinto d'infinito,<br />impronta scolpita<br />indelebile nel cuore...<br />E navigo fra le ombre<br />là dove si celano i sogni,<br />e frugo fra le pieghe<br />in cerca del mio<br />nascosto e perduto...<br /><br />Maria Savasta<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-29938045568216287242016-03-11T03:28:00.000-08:002016-03-11T03:30:33.216-08:00Straniera nel mondo<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Anche questo giorno è trascorso... niente di nuovo sotto il sole, oggi come ieri e mi auguro che domani non sia come oggi.<br />
Mi sento come straniera nel mondo, spettatrice impotente e dolente dei mali che ci affliggono: sulle poltrone chiacchiere e parole, nelle case violenze e litigi, quando si affama il popolo le conseguenze sono disastrose...<br />
Disoccupazione e perdita del lavoro e pertanto della dignità della persona, sono la causa prima dei nostri drammi.<br />
Tutti ne siamo cons<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;">apevoli, forse anche gli Epuloni che si degnano di gettare le briciole ai cani.<br />Guardo, mi intristisco e scrivo... almeno la parola e il pensiero mi sono rimasti liberi ed integri. (Maria Savasta)</span></div>
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-52350674110725783052016-02-28T14:19:00.001-08:002016-02-28T15:20:45.299-08:00E questo tramonto - "Carpe diem"E questo tramonto<br />
non ha dei lupi l'ululato,<br />
ne' il cupo aspetto d'una cornacchia<br />
in gramaglie,<br />
o la triste solitudine<br />
di una panca in lutto<br />
che al vento baci sussurra.<br />
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Ma il bell'azzurro<br />
macchiato di gigli e rose,<br />
e l'amore caldo e colorato,<br />
e l'oro del cuore d'una bianca margherita<br />
regina delle contee nei prati.<br />
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E questo mio dorato occaso<br />
sereno si tuffa tra i flutti<br />
di un mare di stelle danzanti l'attimo.<br />
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"Carpe diem"<br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-65879757640933995152016-02-23T00:59:00.001-08:002016-02-23T01:02:24.295-08:00Sotto di me abita il mare<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Sotto di me abita il mare<br />
giusto un piano più basso;<br />
si veste di cieli e di prati,<br />
profuma di fiori di cactus.<br />
La notte<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />sfarfallio d’ali d’argento<br />d’assonnate ondine<br />respiri di gabbiani e<br />sussurri d’amanti<br />scricchiolano sabbia.</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">Sotto di me abita il mare</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">con le sue mille stanze,</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">e mille, mille e ancora mille…</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">e carezze ospita la sua casa</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">e nidi, pigolii, gemiti,</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">e baci, e luna e stelle</span><br />
<span style="line-height: 19.32px;">odorano amore.</span><br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-7316023027382978082016-02-20T06:25:00.000-08:002016-02-20T06:25:12.357-08:00Ci frega il condizionale.<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Noi siamo il prodigio della vita!</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Ci frega il condizionale, noi affidiamo i nostri sogni troppo al "se" e poco al "voglio".</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">"Se fossi una regina sarei incoronata e mi sentirei felice"</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">" se avessi un lavoro più consono alle mie qualità mi sentirei più gratificato..."</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><br />"se vincessi al lotto o al superenalotto vivrei sereno"<br />" se non avessimo questi politici al governo, l'Italia andrebbe meglio"<br />"se avessi studiato non mi sentirei in imbarazzo ad esprimere la mia opinione con chi ha più cultura" ecc..<br /><br />Noi donne siamo tutte regine della nostra casa, come gli uomini sono i re: comportiamoci da tali.<br />Amiamo il nostro lavoro, qualsiasi esso sia, ne scopriremo la bellezza e ci darà grandi soddisfazioni.<br />Punta sulle tue capacità e non sulla fortuna: la fortuna è nella tua intelligenza, nelle tue mani e nella dedizione in tutto ciò che fai.<br />I politici che abbiamo al governo ce li abbiamo portati noi, cambiamo allora mentalità e cerchiamo di avere più discernimento in futuro.<br />Se non hai potuto studiare, puoi sempre leggere, la lettura arricchisce intellettivamente e anche il tuo linguaggio diventerà più forbito e nessuno si accorgerà se hai o meno un "pezzo di carta", pensa a Grazia Deledda Nobel per la letteratura che aveva solo la V° elementare, e tanti altri grandi autodidatti vincenti nella vita.<br /><br />- Maria Savasta</span><br />
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<br />CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-80885081946358455162016-02-18T01:53:00.001-08:002016-02-18T01:53:36.865-08:00Buona festa dell'amore<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Buona festa dell'amore:</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">a chi è innamorato della vita, a chi continua a credere all'amore malgrado sofferenze, delusioni, abbandoni o lutti.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">A chi spera di incontrare l'amore, a chi l'aspetta, a chi l'ha conosciuto, a chi l'ha perduto.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Buona festa dell'amore ai piccoli che sbocciano come fiori di primavera, agli adolescenti che con timore e tremore scoprono l'amore, a chi è solo negli ospizi o in </span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">casa e sospira i ricordi.<br />Buon San Valentino a chi si vuole bene, a chi non conosce il bene...<br />A tutti una carezza, un bacio, il mio cuore con tanta tenerezza.<br />Maria Savasta</span><br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-11095238596463436952015-11-20T05:32:00.002-08:002015-11-20T05:37:27.896-08:00<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.32px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
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Miseria ed abbandono generano povertà spirituale, fame di amore, sete di tenerezza, ansie per mancanza d'abbracci e carezze.<br />
L'indifferenza uccide più della povertà ed è madre di ribellione, guerre e terrore, oltre che d'insicurezze e fragilità fisiche e psichiche.</div>
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L'indifferenza ha l'eleganza di un manto di neve che non riscalda ma soffoca<br />
Ha la leggerezza delle foglie d'autunno e come esse volano lontano e passano oltre.<br />
Ha la pesantezza di un macigno che senza vedere schiaccia.<br />
L'indifferenza è il killer sordomuto che uccide più di mille guerre.<br />
L'indifferenza uccide più della povertà.</div>
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La serenità, diversa dalla felicità, invece possiamo gestirla volendola con tutta la forza del cuore, essa è la quiete dell'anima.<br />
(Maria Savasta)<br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-91160916874221178412015-11-09T04:46:00.002-08:002015-11-09T04:46:51.247-08:00Altra farsa<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">S'abbassa il sipario.</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Trebuchet, Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Incompiuta tragedia tace.</span></b></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #fff2cc; 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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-38983469445711219242015-11-09T04:30:00.001-08:002015-11-09T04:31:57.230-08:00E sotto le suole il cuore<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">e sotto le suole il cuore:</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: "helvetica" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />rovinata è la fede<br />sulla polvere…<br /><br />Deponi la sofferenza o vinto,<br />altri la coglieranno,<br />di favole nutristi la tua infanzia<br />succhiasti oro di fusa speranza<br />mentre figli goderecci di pingui epuloni<br />bruciavano la tua vigna.<br /><br />Afflitto sguardo,<br />esala respiri bambini.<br /><br />Maria Savasta<br />Opera pubblicata ai sensi della Legge 22 aprile 1941 n. 633, Capo IV, Sezione II, e sue modificazioni. Ne è vietata qualsiasi riproduzione, totale o parziale, nonché qualsiasi utilizzazione in qualunque forma, senza il consenso dell'Autore.</span>CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-29344063259523139142015-11-09T03:39:00.000-08:002015-11-09T03:39:09.234-08:00Vespri<div style="background-color: white; color: #666666; font-family: helvetica, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.08px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em;">
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-1570002223121954672015-11-01T01:29:00.000-07:002015-11-01T01:32:26.371-08:00Luce e ombre<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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E' l'imperfezione che mette in luce l'anima e le belle qualità di una persona.<br />Se non ci fosse l'ombra non apprezzeremmo la luce.<br />@Maria SavastaCalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-87449865287395715512015-10-20T14:55:00.000-07:002015-10-20T14:55:02.662-07:00Link di Sabinahttps://www.facebook.com/Sabinapoesia/photos/a.281970145201757.71044.281922601873178/966152193450212/?type=3&theaterCalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-46034673795784762342015-08-15T09:43:00.001-07:002015-10-20T15:06:13.983-07:00Sono sentiero e luce<br />
Sono sentiero e luce,<br />
piedi che calpestano ricordi,<br />
mani che salutano<br />
giorni perduti<br />
e nuove albe che ridono<br />
al sole.<br />
Sono cuore verticale,<br />
orizzontale e diagonale,<br />
perfetta geometrica figura<br />
d'amore ingabbiato<br />
libero nella sua essenza.<br />
Sono figlia, amante, madre, vita.<br />
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- Maria Savasta<br />
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<br />CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-83705776285300003002015-05-27T16:00:00.000-07:002015-05-27T16:04:38.019-07:00Cambiamento nome pagina Facebook<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Avviso importante per i fan e le pagine</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Riverberi di Luce</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /><br />Abbiamo preferito tagliare l'ultima parte perché così il nome si snellisce, la ricerca diventa più agevole ed è di facile memorizzazione.<br />Grazie a tutti coloro che ci seguono da sempre, e a tutti quelli che verranno.<br />- Maria Savasta e i suoi Admin<br /><br />"La continuità ci dà le radici; il cambiamento ci regala i rami, lasciando a noi la volontà di estenderli e di farli crescere fino a raggiungere nuove altezze."<br />(Pauline R. Kezer)<br /><br />Immagine Google Font</span><br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-32244695681020394402015-05-21T16:11:00.000-07:002015-05-21T16:36:18.268-07:00Le cose che ho imparato nella vita - Di Paulo Coelho<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Ecco alcune delle cose che ho imparato nella vita:<br />
Che non importa quanto sia buona una persona, ogni tanto ti ferirà. E per questo, bisognerà che tu la perdoni.<br />
Che ci vogliono anni per costruire la fiducia e solo pochi secondi per distruggerla.<span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"><br />Che non dobbiamo cambiare amici, se comprendiamo che gli amici cambiano.<br />Che le circostanze e l’ambiente hanno influenza su di noi, ma noi siamo responsabili di noi stessi.<br />Che, o sarai tu a controllare i tuoi atti, o essi controlleranno te.<br />Ho imparato che gli eroi sono persone che hanno fatto ciò che era necessario fare, affrontandone le conseguenze.<br />Che la pazienza richiede molta pratica.<br />Che ci sono persone che ci amano, ma che semplicemente non sanno come dimostrarlo.<br />Che a volte, la persona che tu pensi ti sferrerà il colpo mortale quando cadrai, è invece una di quelle poche che ti aiuteranno a rialzarti.<br />Che solo perché qualcuno non ti ama come tu vorresti, non significa che non ti ami con tutto se stesso.<br />Che non si deve mai dire a un bambino che i sogni sono sciocchezze: sarebbe una tragedia se lo credesse.<br />Che non sempre è sufficiente essere perdonato da qualcuno. Nella maggior parte dei casi sei tu a dover perdonare te stesso.<br />Che non importa in quanti pezzi il tuo cuore si è spezzato; il mondo non si ferma, aspettando che tu lo ripari.</span></div>
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-84634689268729150022015-04-19T02:47:00.001-07:002015-04-19T02:47:23.046-07:00Ho sognato d'aver aperto il cuore<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Ho sognato d'aver aperto il cuore.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">"Chiudi la porta" mi diceva la Ragione</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">"apri solo a chi conosci" mi diceva la Prudenza</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">"tieni aperta la porta del tuo cuore" mi diceva l'Amore.</span><br style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;" /><span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;">Ho sognato... e tutti possono entrare: lasciare carezze come ali di farfalle, scrivere il suo nome nel mio libro dell'anima, prendere il mio bene; e c'è chi si disseta, chi ruba frammenti, chi riposa lo spirito stanco.</span><span class="text_exposed_show" style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 16.0799999237061px;"><br />Ho sognato il mio felice cuore aperto.<br />- Maria Savasta © LG. 633/1941<br />© Copyright testo 2013<br /><br />Immagine Google Font</span><br />
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-90427800442337992382015-04-16T17:15:00.000-07:002015-04-16T17:15:05.453-07:00Datemi una goccia di speranza<span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Non voglio prefiche</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">dopo il terrore, non voglio lai</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">e pugni al petto.</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Cerco la ragione dissolta</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">nel vento insanguinato,</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">cerco la bontà</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">fuggita dai cuori,</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">cerco campane di gioia</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">e non mesti rintocchi.</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Chi ha visto la compassione?</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">ditemi: dov'è? non la trovo</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">in questa rossa caligine</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">tagliata da fughe</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">su furibondi mare.</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Ditemi: chi ha visto la giustizia?</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Dove ha volto il passo la verità?</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Non dovevano incontrarsi e baciarsi?</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">Datemi una goccia di speranza,</span><br style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;" /><span style="background-color: #141414; color: white; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18.2000007629395px;">solo una goccia, per questo mesto cuore</span><div>
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CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-28297041574250425542015-04-08T06:38:00.000-07:002015-04-08T06:38:01.632-07:00Le belle persone<div style="background-color: white; color: #141823; display: inline; font-family: helvetica, arial, 'lucida grande', sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px; margin-bottom: 6px;">
Le belle persone restano sempre belle, anche se passano gli anni.<br />Anche se sono senza trucco... Se sono stanche, se hanno le rughe.<br />Perché la bellezza che è dentro di noi non invecchia mai. Diventa con gli anni più fragile e preziosa. Le belle persone non smettono mai di brillare.<br />- Agostino Degas</div>
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<br />CalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-9345978592783068902015-03-02T16:50:00.000-08:002015-03-02T16:50:19.594-08:00La rosa bluPer il mio amore ho cercato<br />
la rosa regina<br />
vestita d'indaco - notte d'agosto.<br />
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Al mercatino delle pulci l'ho cercata<br />
nel paese di Galaad l'ho cercata<br />
e nei boschi e nei deserti.<br />
L'ho cercata ma era andata<br />
e sulla via dei fiori l'ho trovata:<br />
ascosa stava<br />
tra le<br />
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pieghe del vento<br />
e l'ho rubata.<br />
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Nel mio sguardo l'ho celata,<br />
bagnata di pianto di stelle<br />
e baci di luna.<br />
I suoi occhi sul cuscino<br />
han baciato i miei: era la rosa!<br />
S'è svegliato il mio amore<br />
"ho sognato il fiore blu...<br />
sfogliato sul tuo ciglio, stava."<br />
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- Maria SavastaCalliopeArtehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04003899962050811021noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1384904560495418212.post-76647142969751130472015-03-02T09:39:00.000-08:002015-03-02T09:39:00.795-08:00Aforisma Lion<span style="background-color: white; color: #141823; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 14px; line-height: 19.3199996948242px;">Le esperienze sono un bagaglio da portare con noi tutta la vita. </span><br />
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