amigo,
não sou muito de te dizer certas coisas
essas coisas
pra ser mais exata
não gosto de ficar em cima
e de ficar dizendo
com palavras,
todo dia,
o que digo sempre com
minhas ações,
com meu abraço carinhoso,
com meus telefonemas,
com minha preocupação
mas,
hoje,
agora,
aqui,
não sei,
quis te dizer
você aí
meu amigo de fé
tantas lembranças, não é?
sua história tá dentro da minha
e a minha,
dentro da sua
elas se embaralham
se confundem
se completam
você,
tão diferente daquela época que nos conhecemos
de repente,
quase não percebi,
ficou mais maduro,
cresceu,
se endireitou
e,
ao mesmo tempo,
tão igual
o mesmo riso gostoso!
o mesmo abraço carinhoso
as mesmas brincadeiras
ai, amigo!
podíamos fazer isso mais vezes, né?
combinamos de nos vermos
pelo menos
uma vez por mês
e eu sei que isso
não vai acontecer
e você sabe também
mas a gente realmente queria isso,
né amigo?
então toda vez falamos,
quem sabe
um dia
acontece
quem sabe um dia
a gente volte a ser
unha e carne?
não, amigo
isso não vai acontecer
mas,
quer saber?
não tem problema
a vida é assim...
o que importa
é que você,
pra mim,
é único
é demais
é meu camarada
então, amigo,
pra tudo na vida
estou aqui
alguma coisa vale mais do que isso,
amigo?
acho que não...
então,
só queria dizer
que te amo
e até que a sensação de te dizer isso
foi boa, amigo
que tal combinarmos
de dizer isso ao outro
pelo menos
uma vez ao mês?
This is one of my favourites of your poems. It really says something to me. I can really relate to it - and when I read it, it seems to be talking straight to me. I think about these things a lot... how close friends sometimes seem so far away, how life drives us along different roads sometimes - no matter how we try. And sometimes, saying simple words, telling friends nice things - that you may presume they know - can be so important, and can sometimes bridge whatever distance there is between you and them - and that sometimes it is good to remind you're friend that you are there for them. I am going to put your idea into practice.. :-)
ResponderExcluirUma semana sem postar nada :-(
ResponderExcluirQuero, não preciso meu fix de poesia... (especialmente porque estou apanhando de uma tradução de espanhol super chato - preciso ler algo que vai me inspirar, que vai fazer me sonhar, pensar..)
Então mãos, canetas, teclados, blackberries, até o velho penas (feathers) à obra... escreva já... :-)
I have re-read this poem a couple of times recently, and it always has a great impact on me :-) I actually sent you an email about its impact, it was too bobo to say publically ha haha. I´ve told you before, but there is no harm in repeating myself.. this is a great poem. :-)
ResponderExcluirNow, I want to read so more new poems...:-)
I have already posted several messages on this poem, but tonight I am going to post one more, cause it is an important one for me, especially at a time like now when it is so hard for us to talk - and I am really missing this, (and I think you are too). So, I love the message in this poem, I want to hear it from you soon ha ha ha But more importantly, in a week or so when your exams are over, I want to be read new stuff... In this I am going to be chato e sempre cobrando. Some one has to :-) You have such talent, you have to use it!!
ResponderExcluirIt is funny..your blog and my baby are almost the same age, only a couple of days difference. Both celebrating their first birthdays next week. And what a year it has been, complicated in many ways, too much work, too many disappointments (for me, and some for you I imagine), but despite all the bad things, all the wounds, all the being let down, certain things have made up for all that. Obviously my kids are one, :-) But so too has been your poetry. In a year you have written 50 or so poems (ok some are older). That is very impressive, especially considering that in the last few months, you haven´t had the chance to write much. All of them have been good I should add, many excellent. All worthy of publication, if you ever feel like that. I feel privileged to have been able to read them, - and to see inside your mind in many ways. I know my comments have helped and encouraged you, and I hope they will continue to do so. You have a real talent, a gift, something that you have to develop, to chase, to pursue. I really mean that. Your poems are open, raw, close to the bone, confessional and brave. Writing to you is important and necessary, but the beauty you produce is something rare, treasure it. It just makes me a little sad sometimes that others do not seem to value them properly - but they will. So, happy birthday to you and to me!! Hopefully we will be celebrating many more anniversaries together... (or at last my baby and your blog will) And one day I want to see the poem you promised me!!! :-)
ResponderExcluirOi, amiga! :-) Estou com saudades de suas poemas.. and I really felt like writing a comment tonight, so why now go back to the oldest! Or some of the oldest... I love this poem, I think I always will, it is something that is important to me and will always matter to me, telling your friends (real friends I mean, these are so rare, so uncommon) how much they matter to you, that you love them, and need them... things that you presume your friends know, but which need to be said. (And I have to say that I need to hear things like this ha haha, I am pretending this poiem is for me... the last weeks have been complicated and today my therapist told me she had never seen me so bad (in 15 years), but I dont want to talk about that.)
ResponderExcluirI wanted to write a comment, so went back to the first month of the blog. However, I still remember the frist poem you sent me (two poems actually) and the thrill I got when I read them. I was happy cause you had opened to me and showed me your writings (and your mind), but also cause what you wrote was so good, so really good, mind blowing good ha hahah. I also remember when you told me about his blog, and it also made me happy, and proud...!
Keep writing my friend, face your fears, your hopes, your dreams, struggle with them and make them into poems. Then watch them fly!!! :-)
Keep writing