{"id":10937,"date":"2013-03-07T18:53:23","date_gmt":"2013-03-07T18:53:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=10937"},"modified":"2013-03-07T18:53:23","modified_gmt":"2013-03-07T18:53:23","slug":"mircea-micu-poeme-pentru-mama","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2013\/03\/07\/mircea-micu-poeme-pentru-mama\/","title":{"rendered":"Mircea Micu: Poeme pentru mama"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Aud zapezi rememorand<\/strong><\/p>\n

Aroma frunzei fara nume<\/strong><\/p>\n

Acum, cand tremura de vant<\/strong><\/p>\n

Aripa berzelor prin lume.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Culori topite-n zari de var<\/strong><\/p>\n

Invata-n taina sa dispara<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si pentru veci pierdute-mi par<\/strong><\/p>\n

In stralucirea funerara.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si trec pe langa mine nori<\/strong><\/p>\n

In alba lor devalmasie,<\/strong><\/p>\n

Purtati pe aripi de condori<\/strong><\/p>\n

Spre locurile din pruncie.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Priveste,mama, astrul greu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Al noptii ce ilumineaza<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cu raze reci,destinul meu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Suit in cerul de amiaza.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Atata de batrana ca o treapta<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pe care nu se mai poate cobori<\/strong><\/p>\n

Atata de ostenita ca salcia<\/strong><\/p>\n

Neatingand oglinda apei.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Atita de tinara,incit,<\/strong><\/p>\n

Numai rasufland linga mine<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ma ametesti ca un crin<\/strong><\/p>\n

Purificandu-ma\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Mama sapa-n gradina lata cat o batista<\/strong><\/p>\n

Exista si harlete si mamae mai exista. <\/strong><\/p>\n

Ele se-nchina seara icoanelor din lemn<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si cer din departare copiilor un semn.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mama sapa-n gradina desi abia o tin<\/strong><\/p>\n

Incheieturi mloase in trupul ei putin.Mama isi taie lemne sa iasa gum pe horn.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pruncul, in capitala, plinge de dore in somn,<\/strong><\/p>\n

Se scoala-n crucea noptii si jura ca-n curand<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ii va trimite dafin, boia, piper si unt\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Se trece lunga iarna cu mari zapezi ce mint<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mama la soba veche ingina un colind.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si vine primavra cu miezul ei ceresc<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si mama sapa morcovi si morcovii chiar cresc.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mama isi coase haine de moarte si de somn<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pruncul in capitala e ocupat si domn.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Se scoala-n crucea noptii si jura trist, ca Nero<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ca-I va trimite sare si biscuiti si Dero.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si vine iute vara cu miezul ei de foc, <\/strong><\/p>\n

Vara a fost bogata, gradina cu noroc.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mama dezgroapa morcovi si-I curate oftaind<\/strong><\/p>\n

Sa nu mai aiba dansii nici urma de pamant<\/strong><\/p>\n

Apoi ii randuieste-n cutia de carton<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si deseneaza-adrea cu chimiucul creion.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pruncul in capitala se jura cum ca azi<\/strong><\/p>\n

Ii va trimite Dero,sampon, sapun si praz.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mama duce la posta cutia, un trofeu<\/strong><\/p>\n

Platind integritatea transportului la leu.<\/strong><\/p>\n

Pruncul, in capitala, trezit de domn postas<\/strong><\/p>\n

Poarta cutia simpla cu jena prin oras<\/strong><\/p>\n

Si jura-n timp ce trece de duiosii sedus:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Maine-I trimit chibrituri si gem cu pr\u00eat redus\u2026<\/strong><\/p>\n

Mama sapa-n gradina lata cat o batista<\/strong><\/p>\n

Exista si harlete si mame mai exista\u2026.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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