{"id":32902,"date":"2017-11-06T08:36:18","date_gmt":"2017-11-06T08:36:18","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=32902"},"modified":"2017-11-06T08:36:18","modified_gmt":"2017-11-06T08:36:18","slug":"dana-maria-olteanu-poemele-gandului-meu-curat","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2017\/11\/06\/dana-maria-olteanu-poemele-gandului-meu-curat\/","title":{"rendered":"Dana Maria Olteanu: Poemele g\u00e2ndului meu curat"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00ceMI TOT VERIFIC PALMA<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

\u015eI \u00ceMI RENEG DESTINUL<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Ce tragic, ferm \u015fi-adanc, linii mi-au fost trasate,<\/p>\n

\u015ei pe al lor sens unic, se scurge via\u0163a-n toate.<\/p>\n

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Ne\u00eendurat stilou! Necazuri, griji \u015fi spaime,<\/p>\n

Cu o cerneal\u0103 grea, pe veci el le-a gravat,<\/p>\n

Sp\u0103l ca \u015fi un nebun furios aceste palme,<\/p>\n

Unde e\u015fti tu, Fortuna, c\u0103 nu s-au cur\u0103\u0163at!<\/p>\n

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M\u0103 zbat \u00een asta lume, dreptate s\u0103 \u00eemi fac,<\/p>\n

S\u0103-ncalc acest destin, s\u0103 nu \u00eei fac pe plac.<\/p>\n

Dar harta mea din palm\u0103,<\/p>\n

A Cosmosului karma,<\/p>\n

Tot pe acelea\u015fi drumuri m\u0103 rataceste-ntruna,<\/p>\n

P\u00e2n\u0103 ce m\u0103 va face s\u0103 \u00eemi accept cununa.<\/p>\n

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Urc palmele spre cer, \u015fi rog c-aceste linii<\/p>\n

S\u0103 fie acum rescrise,\u00a0 s\u0103-nlature dar spinii,<\/p>\n

\u015ei str\u00e2ng puternic pumnul, \u015fi-nchid gura \u015fi ochii.<\/p>\n

C\u0103l\u0103toresc \u00een mine, de suflet s\u0103-m-apropii.<\/p>\n

\u015ei sufletu-mi r\u0103spunde: tu lini\u015fte vei fi,<\/p>\n

De-ndat ce mintea-\u0163i tace\u2026\u00a0 \u015fi-atunci, tu o s\u0103 \u015ftii.<\/p>\n

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A<\/strong> LUI DOAMN\u0102, NEP\u0102SARE<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pe drumul larg, b\u0103tut de soare<\/p>\n

Trecea caleasca, str\u0103lucitoare.<\/p>\n

Cu zgomot mult, cu tropot mare,<\/p>\n

Cu ale ei ro\u0163i scr\u00e2\u015fnitoare.<\/p>\n

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Pe perni mov moi, de catifea<\/p>\n

Ce stra\u015fnic se mai l\u0103f\u0103ia<\/p>\n

Un domn, l\u00e2ng\u0103 domni\u0163\u0103 s\u0103.<\/p>\n

Z\u00e2mbea\u2026\u00a0 casca\u2026\u00a0 privea \u00een zare<\/p>\n

Lang-a lui doamn\u0103, nep\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

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Venea \u015fi c\u00e2te-un cer\u015fetor<\/p>\n

Cu ochi tri\u015fti, sf\u00e2\u015fietori,<\/p>\n

La geam s\u0103-l roage mult \u015fi tare,<\/p>\n

Don\u2019\u015forul s\u0103-i dea ajutare.<\/p>\n

Un ban\u2026\u00a0 sau orice de m\u00e2ncare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Dar domnu-i parca-n alt\u0103 stare,<\/p>\n

Prins de a lui grea visare.<\/p>\n

Nu nu, r\u0103spunse el agale,<\/p>\n

\u00cen a lui dulce nep\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

Oft\u00e2nd, trecuse mai departe-n<\/p>\n

Calea\u015fca lui pe c\u0103i de\u015farte.<\/p>\n

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Afar\u0103-i zi, sau noapte chiar,<\/p>\n

Stropii de ploaie-apar, dispar,<\/p>\n

Se c\u00e2nt\u0103 vesel, sau trece-alaiul funerar,<\/p>\n

Un obraz e stins, altu-i amar,<\/p>\n

Ce-i pas\u0103 lui, s\u0103-i pese oare?<\/p>\n

Binecuv\u00e2ntat\u0103, nep\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

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De-o trece o zi, trei, pai\u015fpe, dou\u0103,<\/p>\n

De-o fi plin\u0103, sau lun\u0103 nou\u0103,<\/p>\n

P\u0103rin\u0163ii vii, sau prin\u015fi \u00een rama,<\/p>\n

Copii\u00a0l\u0103sa\u0163i, nelua\u0163i \u00een seam\u0103,<\/p>\n

Vulpi alerg\u00e2nd, dormind pe umeri,<\/p>\n

Amor, ura, r\u0103zboi \u015fi temeri,<\/p>\n

Lumea e mic\u0103, lumea e mare,<\/p>\n

\u00cen a lui roz\u0103 nep\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

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R\u0103spunsuri simple, de-n\u0163eles<\/p>\n

Domni\u0163\u0103 cu drag i-a ales,<\/p>\n

Nu-i pare r\u0103u, nici bine-i pare,<\/p>\n

\u00cen a lui seac\u0103, nep\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ha ha ha! R\u00e2dea ea tare,<\/p>\n

A lui doamn\u0103, nep\u0103sare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

MAREA<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Stau singur\u0103 \u015fi caut pe-al m\u0103rii nisip fin,<\/p>\n

Scoici mici, m\u0103rg\u0103ritare, sub cerul cel senin.<\/p>\n

\u015ei sus privesc spre soare, \u015fi pesc\u0103ru\u015f ascult,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd valuri \u00eenspre mine-ntre ele se asmut.<\/p>\n

Iar briza tot \u00eentr-una sopteste-al ei suspin,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd una \u015fi iar una, pove\u015fti vechi de alin\u2026<\/p>\n

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Pe stancile-ascutite apar, dispar, apar,<\/p>\n

Furios, iute \u015fi stra\u015fnic, etern val dup\u0103 val.<\/p>\n

Spume izbesc r\u0103zboinic, vr\u00e2nd parc\u0103 s\u0103 arate,<\/p>\n

Cine este stapanu-n asta alb\u0103 cetate.<\/p>\n

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\u00cen z\u0103rea azurie vapoare mari cobor,<\/p>\n

\u00cen zare s-au pierdut at\u00e2\u0163ia ochi de dor\u2026<\/p>\n

Acolo-n departare-i nedeslu\u015fit misterul,<\/p>\n

Acolo ceru-i marea, iar marea este cerul\u2026<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

CE DULCE ESTE VINUL !<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Catifelat sau aspru,<\/p>\n

Fructuos sau de-i picant,<\/p>\n

Bogat, intens, matur,<\/p>\n

Viu, nobil, elegant.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Auriu ori rubiniu,<\/p>\n

Cu-aroma \u015fi savoare,<\/p>\n

\u00cencet \u015fi lin te poart\u0103,<\/p>\n

Spre lumi de dezmierdare.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Roze, sau alb, sau ro\u015fu,<\/p>\n

Degrab\u2019 vine suspinul,<\/p>\n

Ce dulce e ispita\u2026<\/p>\n

Ce dulce este vinul!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Pove\u015fti? O mie are!<\/p>\n

\u015eopte\u015fte, de-l ascul\u0163i.<\/p>\n

Cu prin\u0163i, regi, vr\u0103jitoare,<\/p>\n

Pe m\u0103ri \u015fi peste mun\u0163i.<\/p>\n

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Ei \u015fi-au pierdut averea,<\/p>\n

Inima \u015fi destinul,<\/p>\n

Strig\u00e2nd: Ah, dar, ce dulce!<\/p>\n

Ce dulce este vinul!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Tot \u015fi nimic \u0163i-aduce,<\/p>\n

Licoare de fantasme,<\/p>\n

\u015ei dragoste \u015fi faima,<\/p>\n

\u015ei adev\u0103r, \u015fi basme.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

In vino veritas!<\/p>\n

Spunea-n\u0163elept, latinul.<\/p>\n

Ce gust, ce foc, ce vraj\u0103!<\/p>\n

Ce dulce este vinul!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Un strop! O-nghi\u0163itur\u0103!<\/p>\n

De-ndat\u2019 te-a transformat,<\/p>\n

\u00cen cine vrei s\u0103 fii,<\/p>\n

Van Gogh, Verdi, Balzac.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Se duce tinere\u0163ea,<\/p>\n

Se duce-amorul, chinul,<\/p>\n

Dar duc\u0103-se, dar, toate!<\/p>\n

Ce dulce este vinul!<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

\u00ceN A\u015eTEPTARE, SUB CLAR DE LUN\u0102<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ce trist\u0103 este luna,<\/p>\n

C\u00e2nd tu, s\u0103-nt\u00e2rzii pari,<\/p>\n

\u00cen dulcea ei lumina,<\/p>\n

Parc-ai venit\u2026 dispari\u2026<\/p>\n

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Pe mica banca verde,<\/p>\n

Sub salcia cu flori,<\/p>\n

Ea st\u0103 \u00eeng\u00e2ndurat\u0103<\/p>\n

\u015ei-a\u015fteapt\u0103 \u00een fiori.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

La micile-adieri,<\/p>\n

Ea tres\u0103rind \u00eentruna,<\/p>\n

Suspin-acum \u00eencet,<\/p>\n

Suspin\u0103 ea \u015fi lun\u0103.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Ce degete nervoase!<\/p>\n

Ce m\u00e2ini \u00eenfrigurate!<\/p>\n

Ochi mari privesc \u00een zare,<\/p>\n

\u015e-albastri \u015fi-s departe\u2026<\/p>\n

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Ce lunga-i a\u015fteptarea!<\/p>\n

Ce greu at\u00e2rna timpul!<\/p>\n

Ce-ar da s\u0103 vin-acuma,<\/p>\n

Mai repede, destinul.<\/p>\n

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O mai iube\u015fte \u00eenc\u0103…?<\/p>\n

La fel ca prima oar\u0103…?<\/p>\n

G\u00e2nd, chin \u015fi \u00eentrebare,<\/p>\n

Apare iar \u015fi iar\u0103\u2026<\/p>\n

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Oh, Doamne!\u00a0 El i-aici!<\/p>\n

S\u0103rut! Chicot! Iubire\u2026<\/p>\n

Sub luna Adam \u015fi Eva,<\/p>\n

Pierdu\u0163i \u00een nemurire\u2026<\/p>\n

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ODA FRUCTELOR<\/strong><\/p>\n

(satir\u0103)<\/p>\n

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C\u0103p\u015funele, piersicu\u0163e,<\/p>\n

Cire\u015fele, pepena\u015fi,<\/p>\n

Ananas \u015fi corcodu\u015fe,<\/p>\n

Afine \u015fi strugura\u015fi.<\/p>\n

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Mure, caise \u015fi kiwi,<\/p>\n

Pere moi \u015fi portocale,<\/p>\n

Zmeur\u0103 \u015fi mere coapte,<\/p>\n

Pe mas\u0103 dom\u2019\u015foara are.<\/p>\n

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Orice t\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 domni\u0163\u0103, de se vrea sl\u0103bu\u0163a tare,<\/p>\n

Ron\u0163\u0103ie cu poft\u0103 fructe toat\u0103 ziulica mare…<\/p>\n

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Fiindc\u0103 \u015ftie de la mama:<\/p>\n

\u201eFructul?\u00a0 E medicament!<\/p>\n

Nici m\u0103car sportu\u2019 nu poate s\u0103 \u0163in\u0103 fructului piept!\u201d<\/p>\n

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Kiwi? El \u00eendat\u0103-\u0163i face,<\/p>\n

Obraz fin \u015fi luminos.<\/p>\n

Para? F\u0103r\u0103 dar \u015fi poate,<\/p>\n

Picior suplu \u015fi frumos.<\/p>\n

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M\u0103rul face popone\u0163ul,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 ne fie mai bombat.<\/p>\n

Portocala… ochiul face,<\/p>\n

S\u0103 ne fie migdalat.<\/p>\n

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De vrei buze senzuale,<\/p>\n

Ro\u015fii \u015fi ceva mai groase,<\/p>\n

C\u0103p\u015funica-i o minune,<\/p>\n

\u00cen cantit\u0103\u0163i generoase.<\/p>\n

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Pepenele? Este musai<\/p>\n

S\u0103 consumi p\u00e2n\u0103 ce pici,<\/p>\n

Asta dac\u0103 vrei s\u0103 ai…<\/p>\n

De\u2019jte lungi \u015fi-urechi mici.<\/p>\n

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Cu vreo patru piersicu\u0163e,<\/p>\n

De te speli pe cap, frumos,<\/p>\n

Cos\u00e2nzean\u0103 vei fi, drag\u0103,<\/p>\n

Cu p\u0103r lung \u015fi m\u0103t\u0103sos.<\/p>\n

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Murele fac s\u00e2nul plin,<\/p>\n

Struguri pe stomacul gol:<\/p>\n

Un nas mic, ca de prin\u0163esa,<\/p>\n

\u015ei zambesc fermec\u0103tor.<\/p>\n

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Gata! Ce mai tura vura,<\/p>\n

Fructu-i\u00a0 simplu \u015fi facil.<\/p>\n

Draga mea, pe l\u00e2ng\u0103 tine<\/p>\n

Afrodita-i mic copil!<\/p>\n

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Chiar \u015fi-un domn, tr\u0103znit de-amor,<\/p>\n

\u00cendr\u0103zne\u015fte o-ntrebare:<\/p>\n

\u201eT\u00e2n\u0103r\u0103 domni\u0163\u0103 scump\u0103,<\/p>\n

Care \u0163i-e secretul, oare?\u2019\u2019<\/p>\n

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Hihi! Chicoti domni\u0163a,<\/p>\n

Flutur\u00e2nd genele-i lungi:<\/p>\n

\u201eVezi tu\u2026\u00a0 al meu t\u00e2n\u0103r domn,<\/p>\n

C\u0103 secretul meu\u2026 e-n pom!\u201d<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

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MOT\u0102NEL<\/strong><\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n

Mot\u0103nel cel scumpicel,<\/p>\n

Tare dr\u0103g\u0103la\u015f e el,<\/p>\n

Merge-nceti\u015for, se-alint\u0103,<\/p>\n

Pe \u201esub piele\u201d-ncet \u00eemi intr\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Ochi\u015forii lui de jad,<\/p>\n

Cafenii \u015fi bl\u00e2nzi z\u00e2mbesc,<\/p>\n

Secretos ei pl\u0103nuiesc,<\/p>\n

\u00cen capcana lor s\u0103 cad,<\/p>\n

(Eu nu lupt, \u015fi tot z\u00e2mbesc!)<\/p>\n

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Ba se joac\u0103, ba mai toarce,<\/p>\n

Pup\u0103turi \u015fi mieuneli,<\/p>\n

\u00cel dezmierd, zic:<\/p>\n

\u201eV<\/em>ino-ncoace,<\/em><\/p>\n

Sufletul \u0163i-l d\u0103ruiesc,<\/em><\/p>\n

M\u00e2<\/em>\u0163<\/em> simpatic, <\/em><\/em><\/p>\n

te iubesc<\/em>!\u201d<\/em><\/p>\n

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O<\/strong>LTEANU<\/strong> <\/strong>Dana Maria<\/strong>, poet\u0103 de factur\u0103 neo-romantic\u0103. N\u0103scut\u0103 la 4 septembrie 1982. Fondator \u015fi proprietar al \u201eDanara String Art\u201d. Artist autodidact, cu experien\u0163a artistic\u0103 \u00een muzic\u0103 (membru al forma\u0163iei BENETONE), pictur\u0103, desen, poezie \u015fi tehnic\u0103 de string art (https:\/\/www.etsy.com\/shop\/DanaraStringArt<\/a>). \u00cencep\u00e2nd cu anul 2015, a transformat string art din hobby \u00een activitate profesional\u0103 prin realizarea de tablouri din cuie \u015fi a\u0163e pe lemn, instala\u0163ii de art\u0103 vizual\u0103 \u015fi ateliere de string art. Maestru practicant Reiki. Licen\u0163iat\u0103 \u00een Economie, Comer\u0163 \u015fi Turism, cu experien\u0163\u0103 profesional\u0103 \u00een copywriting & publicitate online. (George ROCA, Rexlibris Media Group, 6 noiembrie 2017)<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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