sexta-feira, 28 de outubro de 2011

ERRO

                         ERRO

                Ato falho-palhaço !
               rio/choro
               Fracasso
                     

MENINA MOÇA

                            MENINA MOÇA

                            beijinho roubado
                              rosto corado
                            boneca de lado

SEIS HORAS

                           SEIS HORAS

                           Sinos batendo
                         as horas passando
                          senhoras rezando

PLATÔNICO

                           PLATÔNICO

                           Amor sem ser
                           Ser sem amor
                           Amor que seria

                                                     maio/2009

MISTÉRIO

                         MISTÉRIO

                     Escuro completo
                     dá à luz fantasmas
                         no cemitério.

MÃE

                               MÃE

                    Minha mãe doçura
                      Algodão doce
                      Algo tão doce.

SOLITUDE

                                             SOLITUDE

                                         Forgotten shoes on the corner
                                       complete absence in the bedroom

                                         Some books
                                         A chair
                                         An empty bed
                                         Silence
                                         Soft breeze through the curtains
                                         Forgotten shoes on the corner.


                                                                                                          14/01/2010

AUSÊNCIA

                                     AUSÊNCIA

                                  Sapatos no canto
                                 Ausência no quarto.
                                       Livros
                                      Cadeira
                                    Cama vazia
                                      Silêncio.
                                   Brisa na cortina
                                 Sapatos no canto
                                                                                                 15/9/2009

Tela I

                                                TELA I

                                     Cada tela é um desafio.
                                     Um embate entre o
                                       sonhador /artista
                                     e sua imaginação/vontade.

                                     na busca do resultado
                                     que ainda está por vir.

                                     e que nem ele conhece
                                        e que a tela insiste
                                             em pedir.

                                                                                                5/9/2008
                                           TELA II

                                     Cada tela é
                                                 um desafio

                                    de interior
                                               cor
                                          forma
                                               dor
                                            amor

                                                                                              5/9/2008
                 
"SILÊNCIO ! EM HIPNOSEPosted by Picasa"
Técnica mista- 0,70 m x 1,00 m-
Sonia A. 2011
(criada para o "Talentos da Maturidade "-2011)
Homenagem  ao Dr. Motta Lima

CHILE

                                                   CHILE

                                          O Chile que conheço
                                   não é o Chile dos picos nevados,
                                   da bela Santiago e Viña del Mar.
                                        O Chile que conheço é
                                              aquele do norte
                                            de paisagem lunar.
                                    Iquique de sol,mar e montanha
                                          Gaivotas,pelicanos,
                                           barcos de pesca.
                                      Iquique do porto,comércio,
                                               zona franca.

                               "Containers","containers," muitos "containers":
                                          porta de entrada do mundo!

                                            E a presença imponente
                                           daquele paredão que nos leva
                                            ao Deserto de Atacama.

                                                                                               junho /2009

(Criado para a Feira do Livro de Ribeirão Preto -2009-País homenageado : Chile)

                            AMAZONAS-RIO AMAZONAS-AMAZONAS


                                             Rio-segredo
                                         em teu leito majestoso
                                         trazes de tudo:
                                         água em abundância
                                         (mares-caminhos)
                                         praias ribeirinhas
                                         (quentes-serpentes)
                                         mistérios sem fim
                                         botos(sereias tambem ?)
                                         Iracema,Vitórias Régias
                                         índios e caboclos.

                                         Riqueza natural
                                         Contraditória pobreza
                                         Miséria infernal.

                                         Rio de tantas estórias
                                                              inglórias
                                                              esquecidas
                                                              ignoradas

                                        Rio de gritos e sussurros
                                                           vindos da mata
                                                           dos teus convivas
                                        Gritos da Natureza
                                                   por clemência
                                                   consciência
                                        Gritos pela Vida .

                                                                                            12-5-2009
(Criado para a Feira do Livro 2009,quando o estado homenageado foi o Amazonas )




                                            Tédio
                                       Monotonia.
                                   Calor modorrento
                                            sufocante.

                                    Desânimo completo.
                                    Indolente  e imóvel
                                                o momento
                                                eterno
                                                estacionado
                                                no nada.
              
                                                                            5/9/2008


  
                                 3:OO DA TARDE

                                A tarde se derretia
                           no calor escaldante daquela hora desolada.
                                Nada se movia.
                                Estagnação inerte,silente,morta.

                               Somente um inseto zumbiu
                           e sucumbiu incontinenti à imobilidade
                           daquele cenário deserto.

                                                                  5/9/2008