{"id":36130,"date":"2018-02-27T18:20:13","date_gmt":"2018-02-27T18:20:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=36130"},"modified":"2018-02-27T18:25:53","modified_gmt":"2018-02-27T18:25:53","slug":"anna-nora-rotaru-flori-de-dor-poeme","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/02\/27\/anna-nora-rotaru-flori-de-dor-poeme\/","title":{"rendered":"Anna-Nora ROTARU: Flori de dor (poeme)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/BUCHETEL-DE-PANSELUTE-pictura-personala-de-inceputuri-pe-la-19-20-de-ani-ai-mei-in-ulei-pe-lemn-dimensiuni-30-x-30-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-Ut-pictura-poesis.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"size-medium wp-image-36131\" title=\"buchetel-de-panselute-pictura-personala-de-inceputuri-pe-la-19-20-de-ani-ai-mei-in-ulei-pe-lemn-dimensiuni-30-x-30-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-ut-pictura-poesis\" src=\"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/BUCHETEL-DE-PANSELUTE-pictura-personala-de-inceputuri-pe-la-19-20-de-ani-ai-mei-in-ulei-pe-lemn-dimensiuni-30-x-30-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-Ut-pictura-poesis-300x268.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"268\" srcset=\"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/BUCHETEL-DE-PANSELUTE-pictura-personala-de-inceputuri-pe-la-19-20-de-ani-ai-mei-in-ulei-pe-lemn-dimensiuni-30-x-30-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-Ut-pictura-poesis-300x268.jpg 300w, https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2018\/02\/BUCHETEL-DE-PANSELUTE-pictura-personala-de-inceputuri-pe-la-19-20-de-ani-ai-mei-in-ulei-pe-lemn-dimensiuni-30-x-30-cm-din-volumul-de-picturi-si-poezii-Ut-pictura-poesis.jpg 960w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>,,BUCHE\u021aEL DE PANSELU\u021aE &#8221; de Anna-Nora Rotaru<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>pictur\u0103 personal\u0103 \u00een ulei, pe lemn, dimensiuni 30 x 30 cm, <\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\"><em>din volumul de picturi \u0219i poezii \u00a0,,Ut pictura poesis &#8220;<\/em><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: center;\">*<\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: left;\"><strong>C\u0102UT\u00c2ND NEM\u0102RGINIREA\u2026.<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong><br \/>\n<\/strong><br \/>\nCe vreme fioroas\u0103, tr\u0103snet, fulgere, m\u0103 tem&#8230;<br \/>\nSe-mpr\u0103\u015ftie-n marea tulbure \u015fi \u00eenspumat\u0103,<br \/>\nCe col\u0163ii \u015fi-i arat\u0103, cu valuri ca blestem,<br \/>\nSpre cerul du\u015fm\u0103nos, cu bolta-i sf\u0103r\u00e2mat\u0103,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>P\u0103r\u00e2nd ca doi Titani, ce \u00eentre ei se lupt\u0103,<br \/>\nCare mai pe care, pe cel\u0103lalt s\u0103 r\u0103pun\u0103,<br \/>\nL\u0103s\u00e2nd o lume stearp\u0103 \u015fi de putere supt\u0103,<br \/>\nCu ochii apleca\u0163i, \u00een genunchi sa se supun\u0103 &#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Suntem ca ni\u015fte plozi, neajutora\u0163i sc\u00e2ncim,<br \/>\n\u00cen \u00eentuneric b\u00e2jb\u00e2ind&#8230; stafii oarbe \u015fi oloage&#8230;<br \/>\nOric\u00e2t prin teoreme, adev\u0103ruri scormonim,<br \/>\n\u00cen Clipa cea Suprem\u0103, &#8216;n\u0103l\u0163\u0103m priviri miloage,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Spre tot ce ignoram, crez\u00e2nd c\u0103 \u015ftim misterul,<br \/>\nC\u0103 din &#8221;supa primordial\u0103&#8221;, \u00eenv\u00e2rtind aer cu ap\u0103,<br \/>\nVom face-un mol de via\u0163\u0103, dar, de cade cerul,<br \/>\nUmili devenim iar, c\u00e2nd huma sub noi crap\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Acei puternici, sfid\u0103tori \u015fi nobelisti savan\u0163i,<br \/>\nCu fa\u0163a la p\u0103m\u00e2nt cad, f\u0103c\u00e2nd cruci, m\u0103t\u0103nii&#8230;<br \/>\nUit\u0103, c\u0103 la o adic\u0103, sunt &#8221;purici&#8221;, arogan\u0163i,<br \/>\nC\u0103\u0163\u0103ra\u0163i unii pe-al\u0163ii, mai sus pe firul bl\u0103nii<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Iepurelui, ce-l scoate din joben Marele Mag&#8230;<br \/>\n\u00cembulzi\u0163i s\u0103 afle ce-i Dincolo, El cum arat\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nCu ce tupeu sper\u00e2nd, c\u0103 \u00ee\u015fi va da-n vileag,<br \/>\nMisterul lumii ce-a creat, tu, lume desfr\u00e2nat\u0103 ?<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Doamne, \u00eendeajuns e s\u0103 vezi apele-n puhoi,<br \/>\nCum cerul r\u0103zvr\u0103tit se \u00eenfrunt\u0103 cu P\u0103m\u00e2ntul,<br \/>\nC\u0103 s\u0103-n\u0163elegem c\u00e2t neputincio\u015fi suntem \u015fi goi&#8230;<br \/>\n\u00cen urgia lumii, abia acum \u00ee\u0163i b\u00e2lb\u00e2im Cuv\u00e2ntul,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Cer\u00e2nd iertare c-am fost sacrilegi, nevrednici,<br \/>\n\u00cempletici\u0163i \u00een poale cu rugi aprinse \u015fi m\u0103t\u0103nii&#8230;<br \/>\nSemizei m\u0103car ne-am vrut a fi \u015fi nu vremelnici&#8230;<br \/>\nAcum&#8230; doar o dorin\u0163\u0103: Las\u0103-ne la r\u0103d\u0103cina bl\u0103nii !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>FLORI DE DOR<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>C\u00e2t de dor \u00eemi este azi de tine<br \/>\n\u0218i ce mult mi-a\u0219 dori s\u0103-mi vii&#8230;<br \/>\nTe-a\u0219tept \u00een toate zilele senine,<br \/>\n\u00cen nop\u021bile-nstelate, cu luni pline,<br \/>\nTe-a\u0219tept&#8230; alaturea s\u0103-mi fii !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nMi-e dor, de ochii-\u021bi de smarald,<br \/>\nS\u0103-i citesc ce vor s\u0103-mi spun\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nCuib\u0103rindu-m\u0103 la pieptu-\u021bi cald,<br \/>\n\u00cen lacul iubirii tale s\u0103 m\u0103 scald,<br \/>\nInima s\u0103 \u021bi-o aud b\u0103t\u00e2nd nebun\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nMi-e dor, de bra\u021bul cum m\u0103 fr\u00e2nge,<br \/>\nDe \u0219oaptele arz\u00e2nde la ureche&#8230;<br \/>\nP\u0103trunse-n suflet \u0219i \u00een s\u00e2nge,<br \/>\nCum de emo\u021bii \u00eemi vine-a pl\u00e2nge,<br \/>\nDe-o dragoste, ca f\u0103r\u0103 de pereche !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nMi-e dor, s\u0103-\u021bi respir ad\u00e2nc parfumul,<br \/>\nDe respira\u021bia cald\u0103 \u00eemi este dor&#8230;<br \/>\nS\u0103 ne \u00eenv\u0103luie \u00een rotocoale fumul,<br \/>\nPe-al extazului ne duc\u0103 drumul,<br \/>\nC\u00e2t mai departe, s\u0103 ne poarte-n zbor !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nMi-e dor, de clipe petrecute-mpreun\u0103,<br \/>\nC\u00e2nd alergam pe str\u0103zi hai hui&#8230;<br \/>\nNe-aud \u0219i-acum glasurile cum r\u0103sun\u0103,<br \/>\nLumii \u00eentregi dorind s\u0103-i spun\u0103,<br \/>\nC\u0103 nu ne pas\u0103 de p\u0103rerea nim\u0103nui !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nNumai cu tine simt sufletul boem&#8230;<br \/>\nDoar l\u00e2ng\u0103 tine pot sim\u021bi a\u0219a fior&#8230;<br \/>\nNu vreau s\u0103 las timpul, c\u0103 m\u0103 tem,<br \/>\nMi-e iarn\u0103 f\u0103r\u0103 tine \u0219i te chem,<br \/>\nPustiu \u00eemi este \u0219i&#8230; mi-e dor !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>VISCOL, GER \u0218I IARN\u0102 GREA&#8230; <\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nCoboar\u0103 din cer furtun\u0103,<br \/>\nViscolul o ia la fug\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nGerul parc\u0103 se r\u0103zbun\u0103,<br \/>\n\u00cempletind flori \u00een cunun\u0103,<br \/>\nPe altarul iernii-n rug\u0103&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n\u0218i, de el nimeni nu scap\u0103,<br \/>\nIntr\u0103-n os, p\u0103trunde-n s\u00e2nge&#8230;<br \/>\nChiar \u00een piatr\u0103 urme sap\u0103<br \/>\n\u0218i \u00een suflet c\u00e2nd se-ad\u0103pa,<br \/>\nDe prin lacrimi, de voi pl\u00e2nge,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nF\u0103c\u00e2nd \u021bur\u021bure de ghea\u021b\u0103,<br \/>\nCe m\u0103-n\u021beap\u0103 ca un spin&#8230;<br \/>\nDar sunt eu mai \u0219ugubea\u021b\u0103,<br \/>\nNu m\u0103 las furat\u0103-n cea\u021b\u0103,<br \/>\nNu mai pl\u00e2ng \u0219i nu suspin !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nC\u0103, nu am de ce m\u0103 teme,<br \/>\nN-am pe sufletu-mi p\u0103cate&#8230;<br \/>\n\u00cemi las viscolul ce geme,<br \/>\nDe prin vise s\u0103 m\u0103 cheme,<br \/>\nCum sunt dulci \u0219i fermecate !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nDoru-l voi l\u0103sa s\u0103 zboare,<br \/>\nPrin z\u0103pezi netulburat&#8230;<br \/>\nC\u0103 nimic nu m\u0103 mai doare,<br \/>\nPrintre nori prev\u0103d un soare<br \/>\nMi-a pl\u0103cut \u0219i l-am furat,<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nCa s\u0103-mi steie lumin\u00e2nd&#8230;<br \/>\n\u0218i-am s\u0103 fur \u0219i stea polar\u0103,<br \/>\nCa s\u0103-mi pun dorin\u021be-n g\u00e2nd<br \/>\n\u0218i s\u0103 pot din nou sper\u00e2nd,<br \/>\nC\u0103-mi va fi iar prim\u0103var\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>OCHII T\u0102I<\/p>\n<p><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>Ochii t\u0103i m\u0103 ard \u00een suflet,<br \/>\nCa doi c\u0103rbuni aprinzi \u00een spuz\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nMereu \u00eei port la mine-n cuget,<br \/>\nDe sunt \u00een vis ad\u00e2nc sau umblet,<br \/>\nEi, tot mi-aduc suspin pe buz\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\n\u00cen nop\u021bi ad\u00e2nci \u00eemi sunt sc\u00e2nteie,<br \/>\nV\u0103p\u0103i \u021b\u00e2\u0219nind pe-ntunecatul cer&#8230;<br \/>\nCu gene tremur\u00e2nde \u0219i cr\u00e2mpeie<br \/>\nDe \u0219oapte-nfl\u0103c\u0103rate, eu, femeie,<br \/>\n\u00cen vraj\u0103 cad, de Zeu \u0219i temnicer !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nA\u0219 vrea s\u0103-i cred, dar m\u0103 fr\u0103m\u00e2nt\u0103,<br \/>\nCu am\u0103giri m\u0103 bag\u0103 \u00een ispit\u0103<br \/>\n\u0218i-apoi, ca un pumnal se-mpl\u00e2nt\u0103,<br \/>\n\u00cen inima-mi credul\u0103, de dor fr\u00e2nt\u0103,<br \/>\nL\u0103s\u00e2nd iubirea-n cioburi risipit\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nNu vreau s\u0103 vad\u0103 lacrimi pe obraz,<br \/>\nCi mi-oi ascunde fa\u021ba-n palme&#8230;<br \/>\nIubirii mele am s\u0103-i ridic z\u0103gaz,<br \/>\n\u00cenalt, s-opreasc\u0103 al ochilor talaz,<br \/>\nS\u0103-mi lase apele sufletului, calme !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>COCHILIA MEA<\/p>\n<p><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>\u00centreaga via\u021b\u0103 mi-e un val spumos,<br \/>\nPe coama lui m\u0103 duce \u0219i nu \u0219tiu,<br \/>\nDac\u0103 limanul \u00eemi va fi frumos,<br \/>\nDe-i verde-aprins sau de-i pustiu !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nM\u0103-ncumet \u0219i ridic ades privirea,<br \/>\nSorbind \u00een trupul meu seninul&#8230;<br \/>\nDe team\u0103 s\u0103 nu-mi v\u0103d am\u0103girea,<br \/>\nAscund in cochilia mea suspinul !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nAcolo l-ad\u0103post \u00eemi fac culcu\u0219,<br \/>\nDeparte s\u0103 fiu de orice r\u0103utate,<br \/>\nAcolo m-odihnesc de la urcu\u0219,<br \/>\n\u0218i-mi ling r\u0103nile-n singur\u0103tate !<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nAcolo mai visez, chiar de-s iluzii,<br \/>\n\u00cemi trimit g\u00e2ndul spre lumin\u0103,<br \/>\nCe-o simt \u00een mine ca-n perfuzii,<br \/>\nS\u0103 m-aline c\u0103ldura ei divin\u0103<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<br \/>\nF\u0103c\u00e2nd pe fruntea mea un nimb<br \/>\n\u0218i sufletul de-un alb f\u0103r\u0103 prihan\u0103&#8230;<br \/>\nDar cochilia mea nu voi s-o schimb,<br \/>\nC\u0103-mi \u021bine de-ad\u0103post \u0219i hran\u0103 !<\/p>\n<p>&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;&#8212;-<\/p>\n<p><strong>Anna-Nora ROTARU<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Atena, Grecia<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>27 februarie 2018<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>,,BUCHE\u021aEL DE PANSELU\u021aE &#8221; 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