{"id":34657,"date":"2018-01-08T18:32:36","date_gmt":"2018-01-08T18:32:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=34657"},"modified":"2018-01-08T18:34:13","modified_gmt":"2018-01-08T18:34:13","slug":"laura-cristea-taceri-care-scriu-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/01\/08\/laura-cristea-taceri-care-scriu-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Laura CRISTEA: T\u0103ceri care scriu (poeme)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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T\u0103ceri care scriu <\/strong><\/p>\n

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Soarele camelionic s-a ascund \u00een faldul norul
\nCu z\u00e2mbetul pe buze t\u0103ceri ascult
\nAtins\u0103 de rou\u0103 te caut cu zborul din priviri
\nPrin scurtele minute ce se scurg far\u0103 sf\u00e2r\u015fit<\/p>\n

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Comoar\u0103-n suflet cu drag mi-ai pictat
\nInim\u0103 de vis mi-ai desenat
\nCare vibreaz\u0103 d\u00e2ndu-mi speran\u0163e de via\u0163\u0103
\nMagia care iubirea pe ai ei bra\u0163e poart\u0103<\/p>\n

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Mi-am adunat roua din priviri
\nAm \u00een inim\u0103 doruri de poveste
\nV\u00e2ntul bate r\u0103v\u0103\u015find \u00een ceruri de t\u0103ceri
\nColor\u00e2nd pentru tine r\u0103s\u0103rituri<\/p>\n

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E at\u00e2ta lini\u015fte \u00een jur
\nVraj\u0103 \u015fi mister m\u0103 \u00eenv\u0103luie iubite
\n\u00centr-o lung\u0103 rochie argintie
\nE at\u00e2ta lini\u015fte \u00een jur, doar inima-mi mai bate<\/p>\n

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Timpul trece, au trecut \u015fi anii
\nTrec\u0103tori suntem \u015fi noi
\nCa un curcubeu ce se pierde-n zare
\nCu ale noastre inimi de iubire<\/p>\n

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P\u00e2n\u0103 \u015fi soarele din cer p\u0103le\u015fte
\nC\u00e2nd se desparte de pam\u00e2nt
\nDoar ochiul meu \u015ftie
\nS\u0103 vad\u0103 totul \u00een inima-mi ce str\u0103luce\u015fte
\nca o camee<\/p>\n

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Semiviziuni <\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cen fa\u021ba solemit\u00e3\u021bii terifiante a nop\u021bii \u015fi a a\u015ftrilor cu capul lipit de bolta cerului
\n\u00een singur\u00e3tatea absolut\u00e3
\nse aude r\u00e3sun\u00e2nd slab chitara
\nUnghia urias\u00e3 a spa\u021biului
\nscoate un prim sunet \u00een\u00e3bu\u015fit de glasul
\nvulgar al v\u00e2ntului<\/p>\n

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Cu m\u00e2inile palide a\u015fez fragmente
\nalbastre ,aurii \u015fi verzi de scarabeu
\npe conturul prea ginga\u015f al acestui desen muzical
\nMuzica din aerul memoriei crude plute\u015fte
\nf\u00e3r\u00e3 efort s\u00e3 \u00eent\u00e2mpine semiviziunile
\ncare se pr\u00e3bu\u015fesc impetuoase
\ntrec\u00e2nd printr-un nor de lilieci ,
\nbuc\u00e3\u021bi de oper\u00e3 ,de verbe c\u00e3rora le trebuie
\nun context coagulant<\/p>\n

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Chitara este urechea ce se ascult\u00e3
\n\u00eemi plec capul simt c\u00e3 m\u00e3 p\u00e3r\u00e3sesc puterile
\n(durerea de g\u00e2t persist\u00e3 )
\nStrig\u00e3tele care-mi str\u00e3pung t\u00e2mplele se dep\u00e3rteaz\u00e3<\/p>\n

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Muzica se hieratizeaz\u00e3, o not\u00e3 ascu\u021bit\u00e3
\n\u015fi persistent\u00e3 se \u00eencarc\u00e3\u00eencetul cu \u00eencetul
\nse pierde treptat \u00eentr-un acord
\nChitara se desface ca p\u00e3rul pe pern\u00e3
\ntoate stelele \u00ee\u015fi \u00eentind ghearele spre capul meu
\nO lacrim\u00e3 cumplit de fierbinte
\n\u00eemi alunec\u00e3 pe obraz
\n\u00eemi arde fa\u021ba cade pe m\u00e2na st\u00e2ng\u00e3
\n\u015fi alunec\u00e3 u\u015for la o uitare fulgeratoare
\nf\u00e3r\u00e3 \u00eentoarcere la lumin\u00e3<\/p>\n

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G\u00e2nduri<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Pictez vise pe un \u015fevalet imens
\nPictez \u00eentregul univers
\nCuf\u00e3rul min\u0163ii se deschide \u015fi m\u0103 scald\u0103-n culori
\nCulori din fantasticul curcubeu
\nPe sub copacii plini de visare a zorilor de zi
\nCe se revars\u0103-n toat\u0103 paji\u015ftea lumini de licurici
\nIar un freamat lung tresare cu dor
\nBeau din cupa vie\u0163ii menit\u0103 s\u0103 alinte \u015fi r\u0103sfe\u0163e
\nS\u0103 mai uit de dor , s\u0103 curg\u0103 cu tandre\u0163e
\nVia\u0163a se duce ca fulgul \u00een v\u00e2nt
\nNimic nu ne las\u0103 din timpul trecut
\nCu florile amintirii hr\u0103nesc al vie\u0163ii scrum
\nO lumin\u0103 r\u0103t\u0103cit\u0103-mi bate-n geam
\n\u00cen g\u00e2ndurile mele nimic nu mai e crud
\nC\u00e2nd inima mea arde …cum pot s\u0103 v\u0103d ?
\nO timpule acum toate sunt duse
\nDoar furtuni r\u0103scolesc \u00een suflet
\nO soart\u0103 \u00eenplinit\u0103 care a fost visare
\nBalsam \u00een faldul sufletului \u00eencercat
\nC\u0103ut\u0103m fericirea \u00een toate cotloanele lumii
\nSuntem nebuni ……dependen\u0163i de via\u0163\u0103
\nDoar clipe dulci voi pl\u0103ti la vam\u0103
\nLa poarta ce se deschide la marginea z\u0103rii
\nAzi vreau s\u0103 iert ….
\nS\u0103 iert, s\u0103 uit, s\u0103 merg mai departe
\nVreau s\u0103 ating visul, s\u0103 pot face apusul s\u0103 devin\u0103 r\u0103s\u0103rit.<\/p>\n

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Laura CRISTEA<\/strong><\/strong><\/p>\n

T\u00eergovi\u0219te<\/strong><\/p>\n

8 ianuarie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

T\u0103ceri care scriu   Soarele camelionic s-a ascund \u00een faldul norul Cu z\u00e2mbetul pe buze t\u0103ceri ascult Atins\u0103 de rou\u0103 [&hellip<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-34657","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34657","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=34657"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34657\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":34660,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/34657\/revisions\/34660"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=34657"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=34657"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=34657"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}