Outro poema autoral: Samaúma
Autor: Alcir Rodrigues | Publicado: 2017-01-11T17:47:00-08:00

&nbsp;I

Erguidos os braços peludos
sombreiramente sobre nossas cabeças
um enorme guarda-sol
vegetal
protege-nos
marca e orienta os destinos
viajantes pescadores marinheiros
protetora e mãe
de aves répteis
bromélias orquídeas trepadeiras várias
um miniecossistema de saudades

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Quando sob o sol equatorial
nevam plumas na planície
numa metálica-esvoaçante chuva
as lembranças mostram-se traços
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; inconscientes
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; silhuetas leves
indo no vento, voando flutuando
no espaço e no tempo intangíveis
da memória
&nbsp;espraiando-se, disseminando boas novas
em dispersas nuvens
revoadas
&nbsp;a irem fecundar longes terras
&nbsp;no cio

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;III

No ar a ideia clara
de vida e beleza
tempo chuva rio
em nosso olhar amazônida
O vasto estético cogumelo
acústico abrigo de auriverdes
aves faladoras gritadoras

E cada manhãzinha acorda em festivas revoadas
Sobre o cogumelo à noite
um luar m´stico
num beijo lunar alimentando
a paisagem de lembranças indígenas
rituais tupimambás nas sapopemas
Morubiras
respondendo ao batuque ancestral
Puçangas amaldiçoando o agora
e seus técnicos laudos
Uma coruja murucututu
agoura nos galhos as motosserras
e as canetas que assinam
vis papéis... assassinos

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; IV

A floresta lamenta com dolência
Cajuís castanheiras siriúbas açaizais
pés de pupunha choram a irmã mãe-de-todos...
Tatus mucuras calangos
desconfiados
adivinham o fim trágico
e inevitável
Pena o trovão de Tupã
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;não castigar mais...
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Verde copa
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;verdes ramos &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;verde indo
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; verde ido

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;V

O silêncio desumano (des)mata a floresta
e a poesia
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; CURUMINS ESPIRITUAIS
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;agora estão à mercê do sol
abrasador
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;e
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;da
fria
chu
&nbsp; &nbsp; va da madrugada...

&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; Adeus verde copa
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; verdes ramos &nbsp; &nbsp; verde indo indo
&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;Verde já ido


&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; O coração da mata já não pulsa


&nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp; &nbsp;... em luto, a madrugada sopra fria