{"id":37310,"date":"2018-03-31T10:22:49","date_gmt":"2018-03-31T10:22:49","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/?p=37310"},"modified":"2018-03-31T10:22:49","modified_gmt":"2018-03-31T10:22:49","slug":"camelia-cristea-lacrima-iubirii-poesis","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/2018\/03\/31\/camelia-cristea-lacrima-iubirii-poesis\/","title":{"rendered":"Camelia CRISTEA: Lacrima iubirii (poesis)"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\u00cendur\u0103toare Maic\u0103<\/strong><\/p>\n

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\u00cendur\u0103toare Maic\u0103 te chem \u00een rug\u0103ciune
\nS\u0103-\u021ai spun ce m\u0103 apas\u0103, ce-i r\u0103u \u00een ast\u0103 lume
\nA\u0219 vrea s\u0103 tai necazul \u00een dou\u0103 de se poate,
\nIar grijile m\u0103runte s\u0103 le dau la o parte!<\/p>\n

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C\u00e2nd nop\u021bile toride r\u00e2njesc \u00een geamul meu
\n\u00cemi dai \u00een paza un \u00cenger, nimic nu este greu…
\n\u0218i-aprinzi o lum\u00e2nare cu inima de Mam\u0103,
\nIar frica \u0219i p\u0103catul \u00een fire se destram\u0103…<\/p>\n

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Tu e\u0219ti mereu de veghe \u0219i ne ar\u0103\u021bi \u0219i calea
\nCu r\u00e2vna-\u021ai cunoscut\u0103 alungi \u00eensingurarea,
\nC\u00e2nd drumul r\u0103t\u0103cim te-ar\u0103\u021bi \u00eendur\u0103toare
\n\u0218i ai cu fiecare \u00eendelung\u0103 r\u0103bdare!<\/p>\n

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Nu \u0219tim cum se cuvine s\u0103 te sl\u0103vim Marie
\n\u00ce\u021bi s\u0103rutam \u0219i pasul \u0219i lacrima ce-i vie,
\n\u00cen rug\u0103 te chem\u0103m la vreme de nevoi
\nS\u0103 ne r\u0103m\u00e2i al\u0103turi, s\u0103 ne fere\u0219ti de noi…<\/p>\n

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Cratima<\/strong><\/p>\n

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N-am s\u0103 dau acum \u00een bobi
\nS\u0103-i trezesc pe cei ce-s snobi (orbi)
\n\u015ei nici ciur umplut cu ap\u0103…
\nN-am s\u0103 car \u00een valea seac\u0103.<\/p>\n

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Am s\u0103 prind \u00een palme floarea
\nCe \u00eemi m\u00e2ng\u00e2ie destinul
\nNu striga\u0163i prea tare totu\u015fi
\nC\u0103 se sperie declinul…<\/p>\n

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\u015ei nu da\u0163i cu pietre-n geam
\nMi se crap\u0103 diminea\u0163a,
\nToamna printre riduri cat\u0103
\nS\u0103-mi arate iar\u0103\u015fi via\u0163a!<\/p>\n

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Chiar de plou\u0103 cu regrete
\nPrintre r\u00e2nduri \u015fi \u00een mine,
\nUneori prin visul \u0103sta
\nM\u0103 ridic \u015fi-mi este bine…<\/p>\n

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V\u0103 mira\u0163i prea mult \u00eemi pare
\nC\u0103 sunt om \u015fi m\u0103 mai doare…
\nCratima dintre cuvinte
\nCe o simt c\u0103 e fierbinte…<\/p>\n

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Lacrima…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Lacrima iubirii o petrece timpul,
\nIarna asta sur\u0103-mi este anotimpul
\nArd mocnit \u00een mine doruri \u015fi t\u0103ceri,
\nDar vor cre\u015fte muguri iar \u00een prim\u0103veri!<\/p>\n

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Prin n\u0103me\u0163i \u015fi geruri trec ca o n\u0103luc\u0103
\nM\u0103 apuc\u0103 seara, dorul crunt de duc\u0103,
\nCerul din ferestr\u0103, g\u00e2ndul \u00eel mai \u015ftie
\nUneori m\u0103 scriu \u00eentr-o poezie…<\/p>\n

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Sarea din cuvinte parc\u0103 e amar\u0103
\nA \u00eenceput cur\u00e2nd timpul s\u0103 m\u0103 doar\u0103,
\nGerul a s\u0103pat r\u0103ni ad\u00e2nci \u00een mine
\nM\u0103 rog s\u0103 le port doar cum se cuvine!<\/p>\n

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N\u0103dejdea c\u00e2rpit\u0103, toat\u0103 din buc\u0103\u0163i,
\nO p\u0103zesc mai strajnic au venit \u015fi ho\u0163i,
\nCaldela-i aprins\u0103 torn \u015fi utdelemn,
\nLa iubire totu\u015fi, pe to\u0163i v\u0103 \u00eendemn!<\/p>\n

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Lacrima iubirii, flori de l\u0103cr\u0103mioare,
\nIarna sub z\u0103pezi, lutul r\u0103u m\u0103 doare…
\nDar \u00een prim\u0103var\u0103 muguri cresc pe ram,
\nBucuria asta, \u00eenc\u0103 o mai am\u2026<\/p>\n

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

Bucure\u0219ti<\/strong><\/p>\n

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

\u00cendur\u0103toare Maic\u0103   \u00cendur\u0103toare Maic\u0103 te chem \u00een rug\u0103ciune S\u0103-\u021ai spun ce m\u0103 apas\u0103, ce-i r\u0103u \u00een ast\u0103 lume A\u0219 [&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-37310","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-articole"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37310","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=37310"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37310\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":37313,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/37310\/revisions\/37313"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=37310"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=37310"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.marianagurza.ro\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=37310"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}