tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63499387615597529622024-03-13T15:16:06.390+01:00Passi e pensieri ..................... Steps and thoughts... i ricordi, dicono che abbiamo vissuto ... i rimorsi, che non abbiamo saputo farlo. MaxMax'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.comBlogger105125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-1563470426735583832013-12-05T18:48:00.002+01:002022-09-20T17:58:16.055+02:00Senz'anima<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">Ti guardo, lì seduto<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">senza la forza di reagire<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">e di raccogliere la sfida.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">Ti guardo, quasi immobile<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">cercare consolazione<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">annegare i pensieri<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">allontanare gli amici<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">di scoprirti svuotato.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">perché io sono l’anima<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #0c343d;">e tu, solo quel che avanza <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-22161197134012938502013-09-23T18:14:00.001+02:002022-09-22T07:28:15.706+02:00Quell'Amore<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /><span style="color: #20124d;">Quell’Amore <br /><br />Rompere gli indugi e tornare a viverlo <br />ancora una volta, l’ultima volta <br />scacciando le ombre e il consacrato silenzio <br />dove si è allo stesso tempo, vittime e carnefici. <br />Aprir le finestre a luminosi raggi di sole <br />per veder brillare quegli specchi <br />gli stessi che riflettevano cauti <br />la bellezza dei tuoi seni. <br />Accarezzare i vecchi cuscini </span></span></div>
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<span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><span><span style="color: #20124d;">e le lenzuola polverose <br />che un tempo accolsero <br />corpi abbracciati nel darsi. <br />Rovistare in pianto, ogni armadio <br />ogni cassetto della casa <br />desiderando trovare ancora <br />tra frammenti di cose, il Tuo profumo. <br />Dar vita ad un nuovo concerto <br />riascoltando la Tua voce <br />vibrare nel più bel canto <br />che la mente non sa scordare. <br />Ma al ricordo mancano l’anima ed il corpo <br />così infine, serenamente ti porgo la mia vita <br />mentre a mani giunte, in preghiera supplico <br />raccogline lo spirito per ricondurlo a Te. <br /><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><em>© Max 23.09.2013</em></span></span> </span></span></div>
Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-11008240138262783252012-08-09T18:21:00.004+02:002022-09-22T07:28:39.462+02:00Il disegno del vento<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><em>Il disegno del vento</em></span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /><span>Non hai idea</span></span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">di come brucia</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">piano e man mano</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">questo mio essere</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">mentre tutto sembra</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">serenamente altra cosa.</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">Non puoi immaginare</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">quanto poco basti ormai</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">a questo mite silenzio</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">privo colpe e scuse.</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">del vento di questa vita</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">che soffia sabbia negli occhi</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">asciugando ogni lacrima</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">Così, pur cautamente</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #20124d;"><span face="Verdana, sans-serif">senza indurre disturbo</span><span face="Verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div>
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Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-42589564590768706612012-03-13T15:26:00.005+01:002022-09-22T07:29:08.813+02:00Come l'aria<img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5719388038690917458" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Jbj_7YDbTR0/T19ZHlrKTFI/AAAAAAAAAio/CNTvonW9Hs0/s400/finistra_0.jpg" style="display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /> <br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;"><span><em>Come l'aria</em><br /><br />La notte insonne<br />è quasi trascorsa,<br />l’invadente rabbia<br />ha sciupato le ore<br />bruciando ricordi<br />immagini e voci.<br />Il primo filo di luce<br />impertinente filtra<br />dal vetro opaco<br />dove ancora ribalza<br />il respiro pesante<br />dell’inutile attesa.<br />Lentamente, svanisce<br />la tensione dal volto<br />e già prende forza<br />la responsabile scelta<br />di riaprir le finestre<br />e cambiare l’aria.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span><em>© Max 13.03.2012</em></span></span></span></span></div>
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Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-90603718297626998292012-03-13T07:52:00.017+01:002022-09-22T09:30:47.576+02:00I nostri giorni<div align="center">
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<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Dopo ogni lungo cammino<br />serve prender fiato<br />trovar riparo e fermarsi.<br />Il giorno si alterna<br />alla notte sorella,<br />cala il buio e la pace.<br />Un fuoco ristora<br />nutre e riscalda<br />il corpo, la mente.<br />Nel pacato silenzio<br />i pensieri si abbracciano,<br />il riposo è conforto.<br />Risorgerà presto la luce<br />e in un leggero sospiro<br />riprenderà il viaggio.<br /><br /><em><span style="font-size: 78%;">© Max 13.03.2012</span></em></span></div>
Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-13967553738971790522011-06-17T23:40:00.005+02:002022-09-22T07:31:36.001+02:00Scordarsi<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pfbp4h1lp7Y/TfvKmMG7Z5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ZBWMp08cDwc/s1600/scordarsi.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619307717508949906" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Pfbp4h1lp7Y/TfvKmMG7Z5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/ZBWMp08cDwc/s400/scordarsi.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 308px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #274e13;"><span>… c’è sempre un piccolo tormento,<br />qualcosa che resta,<br />a lambire la memoria …<br /></span><br /><em><span>Scordarsi</span></em></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span>Amavo, tornare qui<br />a sentire del tempo<br />il profumo che è stato,<br />a provare il richiamo<br />a ripercorrere orme<br />a respirare emozioni.<br />Amavo, tornare qui<br />con l’ansioso pensiero<br />a trovar tutto cambiato,<br />ed ora, è solo stupore<br />e non c’è più memoria<br />delle ore e dei giorni.<br />Amavo, quell’integrità<br />che indissolubile legava<br />desiderio e nostalgia,<br />ma tutto è già passato<br />ed ho quasi scordato<br />che un tempo, ti amavo.<br /></span><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em>© Max 17.06.2011</em></span></span></span></div>
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Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-86309592708189872402011-04-16T08:51:00.004+02:002022-09-22T07:33:16.202+02:00Mani amiche<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8viYuRKvK4/Tak9GWzufrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/az64ptGxaq8/s1600/spine1b.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596071191395598002" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-F8viYuRKvK4/Tak9GWzufrI/AAAAAAAAAiI/az64ptGxaq8/s400/spine1b.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 308px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a> </div>
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<div align="center">Leggo nei tuoi occhi lo sconforto </div>
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<div align="center">sento nella tua voce la stanchezza </div>
<div align="center">mentre cerco di regalarti un sorriso </div>
<div align="center">colgo nei tuoi gesti l’abbandono </div>
<div align="center">quando ti porgo in aiuto le mie mani. </div>
<div align="center">Vivere è una fede irrinunciabile </div>
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<div align="center">che si rinnova ogni giorno. </div>
<div align="center">Da una carezza diverrà la forza </div>
<div align="center">di alzare con vanto la testa </div>
<div align="center">e in un lungo profondo sospiro </div>
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<div align="center">che conduce su infidi sentieri </div>
<div align="center">ed affligge inutilmente l’anima. <span style="font-size: 85%;"><em></em></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em>© Max 15.04.2011</em></span></div></span></span>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-63568632991983577302011-04-14T00:31:00.006+02:002022-09-22T07:35:17.315+02:00Un fiore tra i sassi<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLMpjDUgzQc/TaYlAK8TtVI/AAAAAAAAAh4/cKIfxn3aye4/s1600/firehouse.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595200271921952082" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nLMpjDUgzQc/TaYlAK8TtVI/AAAAAAAAAh4/cKIfxn3aye4/s400/firehouse.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><span>Un fiore tra i sassi<br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></em><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">Passo ogni giorno</span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">
<div align="center"><span>sotto quelle finestre </span></div>
<div align="center"><span>e vi lancio un sasso</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>che non sento cadere</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>non so cosa colpisce</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>e poi vado via.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>C’è solo il silenzio</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>e odore di morte</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>dove passò il fuoco</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>che non lasciò altro</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>di una vita dissolta</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>tra mura scrostate.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>Non ci sono più vetri </span></div>
<div align="center"><span>da colpire ed infrangere</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>in quella tua casa </span></div>
<div align="center"><span>annerita e cadente</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>in cui un tempo vivevi</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>e che ora è un cimitero.</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>La riempirò di sassi </span></div>
<div align="center"><span>sino a vederla crollare</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>sotto l’enorme peso</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>della mia rabbia, </span></div>
<div align="center"><span>così avrai una tomba</span></div>
<div align="center"><span>per posarci un fiore. <br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">© Max 13.04.2011</span></em></div></span>
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<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-86176908357236550582011-04-11T23:26:00.005+02:002022-09-22T07:37:23.213+02:00Aspettami<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hI2MjkDefDc/TaNyOq4dM2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/drbyf4tZfxk/s1600/aspettamii.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5594440758479106914" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hI2MjkDefDc/TaNyOq4dM2I/AAAAAAAAAhw/drbyf4tZfxk/s400/aspettamii.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 308px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><em></em></div>
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<div align="center"><em><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Aspettami<br /></span></em></div><div align="center"><em><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><br /></span></em></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Io so, che quando potrai</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">i tuoi occhi mi leggeranno</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">pronti a saper cogliere</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">vivaci, ogni sfumatura </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">e il tuo pensiero, attento</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">ad ogni piccolo sussulto </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che questo cuore vive </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">vibrerà ancora all’unisono. </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">E’ così grande la distanza</span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">e ci divide anche il cielo </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">ma in questa notte </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">di stella in stella </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">rimbalzerà sincera </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">la mia preghiera </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che in quelle luci </span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">cerca il sogno di Te. </span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><em>© Max 11.04.2011 </em></span></div>
<div align="center"></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-67455158234056093312011-04-02T15:44:00.013+02:002022-09-22T07:38:00.101+02:00Primavera<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gooYsgGU_II/TZcpPJsCrDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/3lyqy4s13E4/s1600/ChapelRock.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590982802679180338" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gooYsgGU_II/TZcpPJsCrDI/AAAAAAAAAhE/3lyqy4s13E4/s400/ChapelRock.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 214px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #99ff99; font-size: 85%;"> </span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;"><em>Primavera</em></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;"><em><br /></em></span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em></em></span></span></span><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="font-size: 85%;">Inesorabilmente è trascorso</span></span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">quel tempo che era nostro</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">e si fa eco nella mente</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">il ricordo caro e indelebile</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">di quel sorridere felici</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">in ogni istante della vita.</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">Nel lento scandito cammino</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">tra i sentieri di sempre</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">dove inalterati profumi</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">sposano i giovani colori</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">c'è quella primavera</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">che ci carezzò il volto.</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">Oggi anche il vento</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">sembra passar piano</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">tra le fronde del giardino</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">per non arrecar disturbo</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">alla dolcezza del passato</span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">che ora è cornice del silenzio.</span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: xx-small;"><em>© Max 02.04.2011</em></span></span></span></div>
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<div align="center"><span style="color: #99ff99; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 78%;"></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-10334268422785116612010-12-14T23:24:00.004+01:002022-09-22T07:38:42.408+02:00Lasciami ... andare<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TQfwURfAJPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zVz_nMu-y6Q/s1600/bottiglia.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550669296838911218" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TQfwURfAJPI/AAAAAAAAAgw/zVz_nMu-y6Q/s400/bottiglia.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 267px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: verdana;"><em><span style="font-size: 85%;">Lasciami ... andare</span><br /><span style="font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></em></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">E' un lento fluire di onde</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">questo pacato silenzio</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">in cui è sempre bello</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">lasciarsi adagio cullare,</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">scorrono piano piano</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">una dopo l'altra</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">e come mani sapienti</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">dispensano carezze</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">alimentano i ricordi,</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">nasce la tentazione</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">di proferir parola</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">di ascoltare forse</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">tra melodie e canti</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">anche la tua voce,</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">ma non è più tempo</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">di gioiose risate</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">l'ora dei casti sorrisi</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;">è giunta ... in silenzio.</span> </div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 85%;"></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><em><br /></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #000099; font-family: Verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><em>Max 14.12.2010</em></span></div>
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<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-90194022697582436642010-12-11T23:52:00.005+01:002022-09-22T07:40:38.480+02:00Il tempo di capire<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TQQBJXaudeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VOa9BAEP3jo/s1600/tempodicapire.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549561901243856354" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TQQBJXaudeI/AAAAAAAAAgo/VOa9BAEP3jo/s400/tempodicapire.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;"><em>Il tempo di capire </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">
Mentre chiudo gli occhi
ricordo ogni cosa di noi </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">scene di tutta una vita
in un volo d’immagini </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">sento anche lo scorrere
delle ultime lacrime </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">appese a mille parole
e a tanti sogni delusi. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">E’ giunto inesorabile
il tempo di capire </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">sì, è il nostro tempo
e corre verso la fine. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">Vedo il tuo sguardo
ingenuo e sorpreso </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">che non vorrebbe
ma deve sapere </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">su, solleva la testa
e ascolterai la verità </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #000066;">libera dall’ipocrisia
dirti ciò che è stato. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="color: #000066;">
<em>© Max 11.12.2010</em></span></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #000066; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-56024533951982637662010-12-07T22:36:00.001+01:002022-09-22T07:43:08.474+02:00Ora ancora<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;"><em>
Ora ancora </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: xx-small;"><em><br /></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">
Ora che i miei occhi
vedono </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; text-align: left;">offuscarsi
immagini e parole, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">ora che le forze
cedono al peso
di tante fatiche, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">ora che ho pagato
a caro prezzo
il desiderio di sognare, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">ora che potrei fermarmi
a riposare a respirare </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 85%;">ora, penso di andar via. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><br /></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><span></span><span><em>© Max </em>07.12.2010</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 78%;"></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-42190221307782970802010-11-27T18:15:00.007+01:002022-09-22T07:45:49.663+02:00Mentire ancora<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TPE9Wb34K7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/yq6siK7IQeM/s1600/mentire.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544280071918332850" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TPE9Wb34K7I/AAAAAAAAAgg/yq6siK7IQeM/s400/mentire.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 270px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 360px;" /></a> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em>Mentire ancora </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><br /></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>
Trascorre lenta l’attesa </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; text-align: left;">ma tu non parlerai
non l’hai mai fatto. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>E’ quindi vano lo stupore
quanto inutile la speranza</span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; text-align: left;"> posta in faccia alla realtà. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Eppur vi è stata intesa
di sguardi e di sorrisi
umani e traducibili. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Ora, prendi quei silenzi
vestili di una bugia
e nascondili dove vuoi, come solo tu sai fare.
</span></span></div><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"></span>
</span><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;"><em><br /></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;"><em>© Max 14.11.2010</em></span></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #ffff99; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 78%;"></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-7524148105516199782010-10-23T21:39:00.005+02:002022-09-22T07:47:02.910+02:00Al confine<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em>
Al confine</em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: xx-small;"><em> </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">
…è inutile urlare
quando nessuno sente. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">L’amore, si uccide
nel silenzio senza tempo. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">…è inutile sognare
qualcosa da scoprire.
</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><em><br /></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><em>© Max 23.10.2010</em></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-74198989825921338912010-10-23T21:23:00.005+02:002022-09-22T07:49:02.303+02:00Riposo<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TMM5q6nmNiI/AAAAAAAAAgY/OCn5dkBR_98/s1600/moon.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531328176793728546" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TMM5q6nmNiI/AAAAAAAAAgY/OCn5dkBR_98/s400/moon.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 301px;" /></a> <div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em>Riposo
</em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em><br /></em></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Chiudere gli occhi
e lasciarsi cadere </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">in quel buio denso
dove tutto è sospeso </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">dove l’ansia svanisce
dove il vuoto avvolge </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">…e provarne il piacere
la protezione e il conforto </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">di un materno abbraccio. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Chiudere gli occhi
desiderando il silenzio </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che spenga il tormento
di quelle voci insistenti </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">di quei richiami d’aiuto
e di ogni disappunto </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">…affinché infine sia pace
per questa mente stanca </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che respinge ogni offesa.
</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><em>© Max 22.10.2010</em></span></div><div align="center"> </div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-13423657852907687902010-07-08T18:55:00.002+02:002022-09-22T07:52:41.583+02:00Battito d'ali<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TDYD0KmmgqI/AAAAAAAAAe4/MmVNXFTuIrk/s1600/ali_1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491580990359241378" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TDYD0KmmgqI/AAAAAAAAAe4/MmVNXFTuIrk/s400/ali_1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 309px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><span style="font-size: 85%;"> .... dedica ....</span></em>
</span><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><em><span>Battito d’ali</span></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><em><span style="font-size: xx-small;"> </span></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">
</span><span style="font-size: 85%;">A piccole dosi
questo veleno
brucia lento
anche il pensiero. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Non c’è tregua
e non c’è difesa, </span></span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; text-align: left;">ma goccia a goccia
si uccide il dolore. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">E mentre svanisce
la radice del male </span></span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; text-align: left;">si perdon le forze e si resta stremati. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Nell’impari lotta
scorrono lacrime, acide anch’esse
asciugate dal nulla. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Dov’è quella pietà
enunciata e vera
che doveva salvare
il sogno e la vita? </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Inutile l’attesa
dell’umano conforto,
è precluso ad ognuno
il valicar quella soglia. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;">Non vi è ragione
a sognare ancora, perché la vita
è un battito d’ali. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em><br /></em></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em>© Max 08.07.2010
</em></span></span></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-88457563541870188022010-05-05T07:17:00.004+02:002022-09-22T07:55:08.112+02:00Sospiri<div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TLKiD3PQe6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/DXAVmwhvxU4/s1600/finestra.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526657879988272034" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/TLKiD3PQe6I/AAAAAAAAAf4/DXAVmwhvxU4/s400/finestra.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 267px;" /></a>
<div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em><span>Sospiri </span></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">
<span>Ancora stanchi e mai sereni </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>come sempre ogni sera </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>dopo usuali assensi </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>discreti e silenziosi </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>si resta soli ad aspettare. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>Lo sguardo alla finestra </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>segue il lento sospiro </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>profondo e liberatorio </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>eco di sogni e pensieri
d</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>a concedersi in dono. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>Ma qui le ore sono eterne </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>nessuno crede più alle favole, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>resta il paradiso di un tramonto, bello </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>anche per animali diversi </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>rinchiusi nella stessa gabbia. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em><span><br /></span></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;">
<em><span>© Max 26.04.2010
</span></em></span></span></div></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-10221547058065172002010-04-01T15:24:00.001+02:002022-09-22T07:57:26.293+02:00Il peso del pensiero<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><span><br /></span></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><span>Il peso del pensiero</span> </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><br /></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">
Ho già meno timore
di quel sottile confine </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">di quella labile soglia
oltre quale passare. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Ma oggi non perdo </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">resto su quel filo, sottile e robusto </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">che è voglia di Te. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>Lento nel passo, </span></span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%; text-align: left;">sento tutto il peso </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">di quel pensiero
insistente e cinico. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Non posso vivere, così non posso </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">senza saper
dove sei. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span><em><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;"><br /></span></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"></span><span><em><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;">© Max 18.03.2010</span></em>
</span></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-24810872246166475472010-03-08T22:55:00.004+01:002022-09-22T07:58:30.896+02:00véj<div align="center">
<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/S5Vy8e-Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/AqO5F3xIL_s/s1600-h/pave.bmp"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446385707805884226" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/S5Vy8e-Iv0I/AAAAAAAAAeQ/AqO5F3xIL_s/s400/pave.bmp" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 286px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 244px;" /></a>
<span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em>véj </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><br /></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">
Lente passano le ore</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"> cauto avanza il silenzio </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">e nella poca luce </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">già vacilla il passo, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">è tempo di fermarsi </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">in serenità a riflettere </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">a raccogliere le forze </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">a porre fine al viaggio. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em><br /></em></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em>© Max 08.03.2010</em></span></span></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-81370992587113546982010-02-05T07:28:00.002+01:002022-09-22T08:00:39.221+02:00Memorie<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/S2u7b22C_nI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VmWk_e_Aayw/s1600-h/bear10.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434643462605700722" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/S2u7b22C_nI/AAAAAAAAAeI/VmWk_e_Aayw/s400/bear10.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 300px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /></a>
<div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em>
Memorie </em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><br /></em></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em></em>E allora poeta
perché ora piangi </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">mentre rileggi parole </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">e incauto rivivi momenti. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">E’ dunque fatto di questo </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">quell’abisso incantato </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">verso il quale cammini </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">trattenendo il respiro. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Se la tristezza dei giorni </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">è già diventata abitudine, </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">poca luce potrà bastare </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">per seguire il cammino. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Come foglie nel vento </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">volano le parole dei poeti </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">sai, non è per tutti
meritare tanto </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">sì lo sai, non è da tutti
saper donare tanto. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">E allora poeta
perché a quel tormento </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;">non rivolgi un sorriso, in un gesto d’amore. </span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;"><br /></span></span></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d;"></span><em><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;">© Max 01.2010</span>
</span></em></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-89456493972551597382009-12-18T10:14:00.002+01:002022-09-22T08:02:31.457+02:00La chiave<div align="center">
<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em>La chiave </em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">
Nel profondo di uno sguardo </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">perso nel vuoto del tempo </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">trovo le immagini e i pensieri </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che hanno spento il sorriso </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">sul mio volto sereno </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che già è solo un ricordo. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Passano lenti i giorni </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">interminabili le notti </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">e non si apre quella porta </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">non varchi quella soglia </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">regalando dei Tuoi occhi </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">la luce calda d’affetto. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">A nessuno è concesso </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">portar pace e ristoro </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">nel freddo e nel silenzio </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">delle stanze del cuore, </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">ma Tu ne hai la chiave </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">se saprai arrivare. </span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em><span style="font-size: 78%;"><br /></span></em></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><em><span style="font-size: 78%;">© Max 18.12.2009</span></em></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-47620633200501699182009-12-09T18:13:00.004+01:002022-09-22T08:07:04.556+02:00Leggimi ... ancora<div align="center">
</div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/Sx_bTRQrChI/AAAAAAAAAeA/a5vhY7UzPQo/s1600-h/leggimiancora.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413286401219955218" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/Sx_bTRQrChI/AAAAAAAAAeA/a5vhY7UzPQo/s400/leggimiancora.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 266px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /> <p align="center"></p></a><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><em><span style="font-size: x-small;">Leggimi … ancora </span></em></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">
Guardare quell’inchiostro </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che lento prende forma </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">per regalarti le parole </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che domani leggerai. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">E’ l’istinto che s’accende </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">che muove questa mano </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">a carezzar pagine bianche </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">come fossero la Tua pelle. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Tiranno il nostro tempo </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">vissuto con ardui passi </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">per colmare le distanze </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">in un unico batter d’ali. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Nel silenzio della notte </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">il ricordo è melodia </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">e lo scandire delle ore </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">disperde di noi il profumo. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">Su dai, leggimi ancora </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">affinché io possa </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">nei Tuoi pensieri </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;">accarezzarti ancora. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-size: 78%;">
© Max 09.12.2009
</span></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-77524928653572848132009-12-09T09:35:00.001+01:002022-09-22T08:09:35.392+02:00Piacere e tormento<div align="center">
<span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span><em>Piacere e tormento</em> </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span><br /></span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span> Quanta tristezza la sera </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>in quell’ affacciarsi solitario </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>alla finestra virtuale sul mondo </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>dove tutto resta silenzio, </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>manca quella voce </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>melodia della vita </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>desiderio ed incanto </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>riconoscibile tra mille. </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>Tante inutili domande </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>per risposte già note </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>mentre piano si và </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>tra le vie della musica, </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>in essa è l’amicizia </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>che mai abbandona </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>la sola che sincera </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>dispensa un abbraccio. </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>E quando poi gli occhi </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>rispondono al richiamo </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>a volgere lo sguardo </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>in alto verso l’infinito </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>è lassù che finalmente </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>meraviglioso e dolce appare </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>fonte di piacere e tormento </span></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"><span>il Tuo sorriso da sogno. </span></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;"><br /></span></em></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><em><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: xx-small;">© Max 09.12.2009
</span></em></span></div>Max'61http://www.blogger.com/profile/08110208678543626360noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6349938761559752962.post-88179992438174412942009-12-03T15:40:00.004+01:002022-09-22T08:13:59.399+02:00La finestra sul nulla<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/SxfQpc1GUpI/AAAAAAAAAd4/He6M3mCBeU4/s1600-h/towel3.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411022887841059474" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5VPvd93wPSQ/SxfQpc1GUpI/AAAAAAAAAd4/He6M3mCBeU4/s400/towel3.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 226px;" /></a>
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</span><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span><em>La finestra sul nulla </em></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span><br /></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>
Riflessi allo specchio </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>quei tuoi occhi dolci </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>così cristallini e belli </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>quasi da non creder veri </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>erano culla dei pensieri, </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>ogni cosa brillava </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>tutto era bello </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>in quell’intensità </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>in quello sguardo </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>caldo e sereno. </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>Sono ancora impressi </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>ora e per sempre </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>solo nella memoria </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>i sorrisi e la gioia </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>di costruire la vita </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>plasmando insieme </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>i giorni e i minuti </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>sinceri e unici. </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>E’ svanita ogni luce </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>in quello specchio cieco </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>dove mai a nessun volto </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>nemmeno al mio </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>è concesso riconoscersi, </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>in quella finestra sul nulla </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>trova posto il riverbero
continuo </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>ed infinito
dell’anima </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span>che sola
seppe farlo brillare. </span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em><br /></em></span></span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: 85%;"><span></span><span style="font-size: 78%;"><em>© Max 04.12.2009
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