{"id":35201,"date":"2018-01-26T16:00:46","date_gmt":"2018-01-26T16:00:46","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=35201"},"modified":"2018-01-26T16:00:46","modified_gmt":"2018-01-26T16:00:46","slug":"viorel-birtu-piraianu-ganduri-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/01\/26\/viorel-birtu-piraianu-ganduri-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Viorel BIRTU-P\u00ceR\u0102IANU: G\u00e2nduri (poeme)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/22728767_1983290101908048_4918042075517598595_n.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft size-full wp-image-35202\" title=\"22728767_1983290101908048_4918042075517598595_n\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/22728767_1983290101908048_4918042075517598595_n.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"240\" height=\"240\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/22728767_1983290101908048_4918042075517598595_n.jpg 240w, https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/01\/22728767_1983290101908048_4918042075517598595_n-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 240px) 100vw, 240px\" \/><\/a>AMURG<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>am degetele b\u0103t\u0103torite de g\u00e2nduri<br \/>\npraful se amestecase cu timpul<br \/>\nalesesem drumul, uitasem calea<br \/>\np\u0103\u0219eam singur \u00een noapte, pe drumul r\u0103mas<br \/>\nsub pleoape un g\u00e2nd se mai zbate<br \/>\nam ales lacrima<br \/>\ns\u0103 \u0219terg la ochi dep\u0103rt\u0103rile<br \/>\nun pas apoi pe drumul \u00een iarna ce trece<br \/>\nprintre \u00eentreb\u0103ri scrijilite pe scoar\u021be de fag<br \/>\nvoi fi z\u0103pada<br \/>\nce curge pe umeri de zad\u0103<br \/>\nridic ochii<br \/>\ngalop s\u0103lbatic prin vremea din urm\u0103<br \/>\npe trunchiuri de tin\u0103<br \/>\nsuflet ros de r\u0103ni, de g\u00e2nduri nerostite<br \/>\nsap\u0103 durerea \u00een st\u00e2nc\u0103<br \/>\noglinda o tem\u0103<br \/>\n\u00een rest un vis, apoi nimic a r\u0103mas<br \/>\nz\u0103pada se a\u0219ternea mai departe<br \/>\npe culme de munte<br \/>\nochi osteni\u021bi, gr\u0103bi\u021bi ca s\u0103 vad\u0103 lumina<br \/>\noglinda e spart\u0103, privirea absent\u0103<br \/>\nprin cioburi de g\u00e2nduri<br \/>\nr\u0103sun\u0103 p\u0103durea a jale<br \/>\nun tulnic \u00een cale, mioare \u00een vale<br \/>\nnoapte se scurge \u00eencet \u00een z\u0103pad\u0103<br \/>\np\u0103s\u0103rile au t\u0103cut, uit\u00e2nd s\u0103 mai zboare<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>\u021a\u0102RMUL<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>dansez prin iarba pur\u0103 de acas\u0103<br \/>\nmie sufletul zloi de ghea\u021b\u0103<br \/>\nte pierd in \u0103st joc<br \/>\ntimpul, o ve\u0219nicie fugar\u0103<br \/>\npe mal te z\u0103resc<br \/>\nv\u00e2ntul i\u021bi m\u00e2ng\u00eee chipul<br \/>\ntu m\u0103 prive\u0219ti, sur\u00e2zi<br \/>\nnu \u0219tii durerea mea<br \/>\nculegi trandafiri \u0219i \u021bepii lor m\u0103 dor<br \/>\nau \u00eenflorit g\u00e2nduri pe prisp\u0103, femeie<br \/>\n\u0219i am uitat\u2026<br \/>\nde tine, de mine, de noi<br \/>\na\u0219tept s\u0103 m\u0103 \u00eembrac \u00een foi de prim\u0103var\u0103.<br \/>\nsoarele a obosit<br \/>\nm\u00e2ine e din nou iarn\u0103<br \/>\nzapada se prelinge peste noi<br \/>\n\u00een val, \u0219uvoi<br \/>\neu zac pe \u021b\u0103rm<br \/>\nascund \u00een palme doar un dor<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>LUMINA IUBIRII<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>clipele se unduiesc \u00eencet-\u00eencet<br \/>\nca \u00eentr-un duet, discret, cochet<br \/>\n\u00eentre falduri duioase de suflet<br \/>\na\u0219tept, o vorb\u0103, un cuv\u00e2nt<br \/>\nsau poate un desc\u00e2nt, \u00een tainic c\u00e2nt<br \/>\na\u0219 veni atunci l\u00e2ng\u0103 tine<br \/>\n\u00een pa\u0219i de vals, \u00een zbor<br \/>\na\u0219tern\u00e2nd m\u00e2ng\u00e2ieri<br \/>\npe trupul t\u0103u, azi, ieri<br \/>\n\u00eenfiorat, te-a\u0219 cuprinde cu bra\u021be de dor<br \/>\npierdut\u0103 \u00een tainice vis\u0103ri<br \/>\ncu umerii goi, plute\u0219ti c\u0103tre noi<br \/>\ndescul\u021b azi de g\u00e2nduri<br \/>\nte a\u0219tept iubito \u00een poart\u0103<br \/>\ns\u0103rutul \u00eel poart\u0103 buze fierbin\u021bi<br \/>\ns\u0103lbatic\u0103 te arunci<br \/>\n\u00een bra\u021be de amor<br \/>\nm\u0103 chemi, m\u0103 ceri<br \/>\n\u00een tainic tango<br \/>\na dou\u0103 clipe \u00eempletite pe scena unui dor nebun de amor<br \/>\nte \u00eenvele\u0219ti cu trupul meu<br \/>\nmai goal\u0103, mai pur\u0103<br \/>\nde g\u00e2nduri,de vorbe, de p\u0103cate<br \/>\nf\u0103ptur\u0103 divin\u0103 \u00een ast\u0103 lume<br \/>\nspre sear\u0103, te strecori printre stele<br \/>\nfemeie, lumin\u0103 pe cer<br \/>\nsc\u00e2nteia iubirii \u00een sufletul meu<\/p>\n<p>\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014\u2014<\/p>\n<p><strong>Viorel <\/strong><strong>BIRTU-P\u00ceR\u0102IANU<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Constan\u021ba<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>26 ianuarie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>AMURG &nbsp; am degetele b\u0103t\u0103torite de g\u00e2nduri praful se amestecase cu timpul alesesem drumul, uitasem calea p\u0103\u0219eam singur \u00een noapte, 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