{"id":31294,"date":"2017-07-30T14:56:01","date_gmt":"2017-07-30T14:56:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=31294"},"modified":"2017-07-30T15:15:36","modified_gmt":"2017-07-30T15:15:36","slug":"lavinia-bud-poeme-din-antologia-printre-randuri-printre-ganduri-printre-oameni%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/07\/30\/lavinia-bud-poeme-din-antologia-printre-randuri-printre-ganduri-printre-oameni%e2%80%a6%e2%80%9d\/","title":{"rendered":"Lavinia Bud: Poeme din Antologia ,,Printre r\u00e2nduri, printre g\u00e2nduri, printre oameni\u2026\u201d"},"content":{"rendered":"

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Cu to\u021bii scriem o poveste… real\u0103, dup\u0103 puterea sufletului \u0219i a min\u021bii. Vibra\u021bia a\u0219ezat\u0103 acolo, \u00een fiin\u021ba noastr\u0103, de o \u00een\u021belepciune pe care nu o putem descifra \u00eendeajuns, descrie un cerc care ne define\u0219te pe fiecare \u00een parte, \u00eentr-un anume fel.<\/p>\n

Mai r\u0103m\u00e2ne ca noi s\u0103 ridic\u0103m con\u0219tientizarea \u00a0\u00eentr-un mod, care construie\u0219te ceva folositor, durabil \u0219i curat, ca o r\u0103sfr\u00e2ngere \u00een afar\u0103, asemenea luminii \u00een curcubeu…<\/p>\n

Vis cu flori<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cunun\u0103 \u00eempletit\u0103 din florile de c\u00e2mp<\/p>\n

Te port \u00een suflet ca pe o icoan\u0103<\/p>\n

Am ap\u0103rut din ierburi ancorate-n timp<\/p>\n

\u0218i alerg\u0103m cu v\u00e2ntul, f\u0103r\u0103 de prihan\u0103.<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 logodeam cu cerul \u0219i p\u0103m\u00e2ntul<\/p>\n

Ca z\u00e2n\u0103 a p\u0103durii ivit\u0103-n lumini\u015f<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd soarele-\u015fi cernea arz\u00e2nd s\u0103rutul<\/p>\n

Prin albe por\u0163i de vise, deschise pe furi\u015f.<\/p>\n

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Eu am primit lumina \u00een potir<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd floarea se-nchina s\u0103 m\u0103 alinte<\/p>\n

\u0218i ploaia de m\u0103tase m\u0103 \u00eenvelea cu mir<\/p>\n

Sfin\u0163it\u0103 s\u0103 r\u0103m\u00e2n, s\u0103 \u00eemi aduc aminte<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 nu m\u0103 vad\u0103 niciodat\u0103 zbur\u0103torii<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd vin s\u0103 fure suflete de fat\u0103<\/p>\n

Eram a florii, a p\u0103cii \u015fi-a p\u0103durii<\/p>\n

Cu f\u00e2lf\u00e2it de aripi, cu inima curat\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ca s\u0103 te chem, eu am venit din vis<\/p>\n

Cunun\u0103 de lumin\u0103 s\u0103 \u00ee\u0163i aduc \u00een dar<\/p>\n

Te-am pl\u0103smuit ca dorul din abis\u2026<\/p>\n

Azi, clopotul iubirii sun\u0103 \u00een zadar.<\/p>\n

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Tot zbur\u0103tor erai, purt\u00e2nd o alt\u0103 masc\u0103!<\/p>\n

Te-am dezlegat de taina fiorului din zori<\/p>\n

\u00cen lumini\u015f fac roua s\u0103 z\u00e2mbeasc\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei m\u0103 \u00eentorc la visul meu cu flori\u2026<\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n


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Acorduri de vioar\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Acorduri de vioar\u0103 mi se \u00eenal\u0163\u0103-n suflet<\/p>\n

Ce vin din armonia unui vis cu flori<\/p>\n

\u00cen timp, ca s\u0103 formeze marele duet<\/p>\n

L-am repetat de prea pu\u0163ine ori.<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2t am dorit pe coard\u0103 s\u0103 vibreze<\/p>\n

Balada \u00eenceput\u0103 cu \u015foaptele de dor!<\/p>\n

Pe portativul vie\u0163ii prin noi s\u0103 se a\u015feze<\/p>\n

Cu note de iubire, cuvinte ce nu mor.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

La dou\u0103 m\u00e2ini arcu\u015ful a \u00eenceput un vals<\/p>\n

\u015ei pa\u015fi de iarb\u0103 crud\u0103 \u00een inim\u0103 zburdau<\/p>\n

De ce ai pus diezuri care sun\u0103 fals<\/p>\n

Pe lini\u0219tea din maluri ce-n z\u00e2mbet se sc\u0103ldau?!…<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Cu m\u00e2na vindecat\u0103 de tristul menuet<\/p>\n

Azi, c\u00e2nt o not\u0103 din lini\u015ftea ce vine<\/p>\n

\u015ei-am \u00eenv\u0103\u021bat c\u0103-n via\u0163\u0103 ce sun\u0103 desuet<\/p>\n

\u00cenal\u0163i pe alt\u0103 gam\u0103 \u015fi cheia e la tine.<\/p>\n

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S\u0103 nu vorbim despre triste\u0163i<\/strong><\/p>\n

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S\u0103 nu vorbim despre triste\u0163i<\/p>\n

Petale de lumin\u0103 jertfite \u00een amurg<\/p>\n

Am preg\u0103tit altarul altei dimine\u0163i<\/p>\n

Chiar dac\u0103 lacrimi \u00eenro\u015fite curg.<\/p>\n

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Eu am venit la poart\u0103 cu un z\u00e2mbet<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd ai trezit \u00een mine mugure de dor<\/p>\n

Chiar am crezut c\u0103-l vezi \u015fi-n col\u0163 de suflet<\/p>\n

Va \u00eenflori\u2026 c\u0103ci florile nu mor.<\/p>\n

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Pe ramura iubirii o frunz\u0103 am l\u0103sat<\/p>\n

Podoab\u0103 s\u0103 \u00eemi fie, statornic ad\u0103post<\/p>\n

Credin\u0163\u0103 \u0219i miresme \u0219i roade eu i-am dat<\/p>\n

Sub cerul nemuririi s\u0103 ne g\u0103sim un rost.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen v\u00e2ntul ce aduce ecoul altui c\u00e2ntec<\/p>\n

Tu, te-ai desprins \u0219i ai ales s\u0103 cazi<\/p>\n

La poala am\u0103gitoare din desc\u00e2ntec<\/p>\n

Ce-a ofilit petala obrajilor mei calzi.<\/p>\n

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\u015ei a venit un timp cu \u00eentreb\u0103ri de soart\u0103<\/p>\n

S\u0103 cau\u0163i c\u00e2te-un dor, lumin\u0103 pe alei<\/p>\n

De m\u00e2n\u0103 cu mirarea tu te opre\u015fti la poart\u0103<\/p>\n

Din amintiri \u0219i frunze un z\u00e2mbet ca s\u0103 iei\u2026<\/p>\n

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Poeme nescrise<\/strong><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Cuvintele s-au r\u0103t\u0103cit\u2026<\/p>\n

N-au mai ajuns s\u0103 hr\u0103neasc\u0103<\/p>\n

\u0162ip\u0103tul mut din privire<\/p>\n

Prin care lacrima ar fi \u00eenv\u0103\u0163at<\/p>\n

S\u0103 scrie primele versuri<\/p>\n

Despre t\u00e2nguirea umerilor c\u0103zu\u0163i\u2026<\/p>\n

Ceasul tr\u0103d\u0103rii b\u0103tea a \u00eentuneric<\/p>\n

F\u0103r\u0103 s\u0103 auzi literele cum se sting<\/p>\n

Nearticulate prin inima mea.<\/p>\n

Am l\u0103sat vulturii s\u0103 scrie poeme<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103 c\u00e2nd fiecare pan\u0103<\/p>\n

Smuls\u0103 din aripi<\/p>\n

Se \u00eennoie\u015fte<\/p>\n

Prin pecetea s\u00e2ngerie<\/p>\n

L\u0103sat\u0103 pe st\u00e2nci<\/p>\n

Datori s\u0103 se \u00eenal\u0163e-n lumin\u0103<\/p>\n

Cu \u00eenc\u0103 un zbor\u2026<\/p>\n

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Nu voi \u00eenchide poarta<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

A\u015faz\u0103-mi-te-n palm\u0103, r\u00e2ndunic\u0103,<\/p>\n

Nu-\u0163i voi \u00eenchide nici o poart\u0103<\/p>\n

Vreau doar s\u0103-\u0163i m\u00e2ng\u00e2i neodihna<\/p>\n

\u015ei lacrima din aripile-\u0163i laolalt\u0103.<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 am\u0103gesc c\u0103 \u00eenvelindu-te cu ochii<\/p>\n

Voi vindeca durerea din aripa ta fr\u00e2nt\u0103<\/p>\n

Cu v\u00e2ntul neprielnic \u0219i cu norii<\/p>\n

\u00cen ochi privindu-i, tu te-ai luat la tr\u00e2nt\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ginga\u015f\u0103 \u015fi curat\u0103 \u015fi plin\u0103 de iubire<\/p>\n

Ai str\u0103b\u0103tut \u015ftiutul din v\u0103zduh<\/p>\n

Ca s\u0103 ajungi acas\u0103! \u00cen tainica zidire<\/p>\n

Eu \u0163i-am p\u0103strat c\u0103su\u0163a, \u00een palmele c\u0103u\u015f.<\/p>\n

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Mai ai de str\u0103b\u0103tut at\u00e2tea ceruri<\/p>\n

\u0218i vei privi vreun munte de pe creast\u0103<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd te \u00eentorci din zborul plin de doruri<\/p>\n

Eu sunt aici\u2026 nu voi \u00eenchide nicio poart\u0103!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Apropie-te<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Apropie-te de toamna mea<\/p>\n

Cu pa\u015fi de iarb\u0103 crud\u0103<\/p>\n

Care respir\u0103 sub frunzele ve\u015ftede<\/p>\n

Ie\u015firea din moarte\u2026<\/p>\n

S\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eenal\u0163i \u00een lumin\u0103!<\/p>\n

\u00cen altarul iubirii<\/p>\n

Fiecare culoare a curcubeului<\/p>\n

Se r\u0103sfr\u00e2nge peste dorurile<\/p>\n

Din sufletele noastre ciuntite<\/p>\n

De c\u00e2te o lacrim\u0103 a dezn\u0103dejdii<\/p>\n

\u015ei lumineaz\u0103 deasupra noastr\u0103<\/p>\n

Ca s\u0103 putem respira \u00eenc\u0103 un anotimp<\/p>\n

Al durerii, al uit\u0103rii<\/p>\n

Sau al iubirii\u2026<\/p>\n

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 <\/p>\n

Dac\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Dac\u0103 m\u0103 acoperi, mare,<\/p>\n

\u00cenva\u0163\u0103-m\u0103 s\u0103 respir prin alge<\/p>\n

\u015ei s\u0103 fiu o unduire<\/p>\n

Care \u00eenso\u0163e\u015fte<\/p>\n

C\u00e2ntecul de siren\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

Sau poate lumina<\/p>\n

Care \u021b\u00e2\u015fne\u015fte<\/p>\n

Deasupra p\u0103m\u00e2ntului<\/p>\n

Dup\u0103 un ropot de ploaie.<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 m\u0103 acoperi<\/p>\n

Cu dragostea ta,<\/p>\n

Iubitul meu,<\/p>\n

Cinste\u015fte soarele<\/p>\n

C\u0103 te-a umbrit<\/p>\n

L\u00e2ng\u0103 un curcubeu\u2026<\/p>\n

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\u00cen fa\u0163a m\u0103rii<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Sunt \u00een fa\u0163a ta \u0219i valul se revars\u0103<\/p>\n

Ca o chemare mut\u0103 din luciul argintiu<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0163i ceri ofrandele de inim\u0103 albastr\u0103<\/p>\n

Pe care ochii\u2026 doar ochii mei le \u015ftiu.<\/p>\n

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T\u0103cut\u0103, te privesc \u0219i cald sur\u00e2sul<\/p>\n

Prin t\u0103lpi se-nal\u0163\u0103, se deschide larg<\/p>\n

\u015ei m\u0103 feresc s\u0103 nu m\u0103-nece pl\u00e2nsul<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd te a\u015fezi \u00een suflet, cu doruri la catarg.<\/p>\n

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Tu mare, cu oglinda str\u0103vezie<\/p>\n

Nu m\u0103 \u00eenvingi! \u015ei-acum, ca alt\u0103dat\u2019<\/p>\n

Am preg\u0103tit Corabia Speran\u0163ei, nu-i t\u00e2rzie<\/p>\n

S\u0103 o pornesc pe valul ce vine \u00eenspumat.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen lini\u015ftea-nser\u0103rii rotit\u0103 prin turel\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei trece-n zbor un tainic pesc\u0103ru\u015f<\/p>\n

Mai z\u0103misle\u015fte-ad\u00e2ncu-\u0163i c\u00e2te-o perl\u0103<\/p>\n

\u00ce\u0163i las ofrandele \u015fi-ncep un alt urcu\u015f.<\/p>\n

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Toamnele nu mor niciodat\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Toamnele nu mor niciodat\u0103!<\/p>\n

Ele tr\u0103iesc \u00een c\u0103u\u015ful frunzelor<\/p>\n

Cu form\u0103 de inim\u0103<\/p>\n

Purtate de v\u00e2nt \u00een mici popasuri<\/p>\n

Prin amintirile de var\u0103<\/p>\n

Atunci c\u00e2nd cad pe p\u0103m\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

E at\u00e2t de cald\u0103 lumina<\/p>\n

Ce vine s\u0103 m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie<\/p>\n

Z\u00e2mbetul \u00eemp\u0103cat<\/p>\n

Cu fiecare culoare<\/p>\n

Din roadele coapte.<\/p>\n

Toamnele nu mor niciodat\u0103!<\/p>\n

S\u0103m\u00e2n\u0163a cade pentru a se \u00een\u0103l\u0163a<\/p>\n

\u00cen cel\u0103lalt anotimp cu ploi<\/p>\n

Mai calde dec\u00e2t lacrima mea<\/p>\n

Dac\u0103 p\u0103m\u00e2ntul se \u00eendur\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei las\u0103 s\u0103 creasc\u0103 r\u0103d\u0103cina<\/p>\n

\u00censo\u0163ind c\u00e2te o f\u00e2lf\u00e2ire de aripi\u2026<\/p>\n

Toamnele nu mor niciodat\u0103!<\/p>\n

\u015ei toamna mamei tr\u0103ie\u015fte<\/p>\n

Acoperit\u0103 cu inima mea\u2026<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2mp \u00eenflorit<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Inima mea<\/p>\n

C\u00e2mp \u00eenflorit<\/p>\n

\u0162i-am d\u0103ruit<\/p>\n

Taina cea mare<\/p>\n

Curat\u0103 \u0219i cald\u0103<\/p>\n

Peste p\u0103m\u00e2nt<\/p>\n

\u00centr-un cuv\u00e2nt.<\/p>\n

Culege-m\u0103-n suflet<\/p>\n

Ca s\u0103-\u0163i s\u0103rut<\/p>\n

Ca un izvor<\/p>\n

M\u00e2na albastr\u0103 a m\u0103rilor.<\/p>\n

Culege-m\u0103-n zi<\/p>\n

S\u0103 te cinstesc<\/p>\n

Cu guler alb, ne\u00eentinat.<\/p>\n

Culege-m\u0103-n noapte<\/p>\n

Cu mii de \u015foapte<\/p>\n

\u0218i n-am s\u0103-\u0163i cer<\/p>\n

Dec\u00e2t c\u0103u\u015ful cu dezmierd\u0103ri.<\/p>\n

Culege-m\u0103-n soare<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd vezi \u00een zare<\/p>\n

Inima mea<\/p>\n

C\u00e2mp \u00eenflorit<\/p>\n

Culege-m\u0103-n zori<\/p>\n

Rou\u0103 curat\u0103 a florilor<\/p>\n

Din inima mea<\/p>\n

C\u00e2mp \u00eenflorit<\/p>\n

Inima ta\u2026<\/p>\n

Inima mea\u2026<\/p>\n

————-<\/p>\n

Lavinia BUD<\/strong><\/p>\n

(Din Antologia \u201dPrintre r\u00e2nduri, printre g\u00e2nduri, printre oameni\u2026\u201d, <\/strong>\u00a0T\u00e2rgovi\u015fte, Editura Singur, 2017, coordonator: Mioara Hususan)<\/p>\n

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