tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64746445935057633042024-03-05T09:45:52.154+01:00Se dal nullaQuesto è un blog, che vuole rendere omaggio a mio padre Nino Odder, pubblicando purtroppo in modo postumo parte del suo operato tramite le sue poesie, un modo per onorare la sua memoria ... ciao papà!Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-81046063147660789722012-03-20T18:49:00.006+01:002012-03-20T18:49:55.084+01:00Ciao Papà<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: blue; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;">di tutto quello che mi hai donato...</span></div>
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<br />Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-51656658870874092722011-03-21T08:53:00.000+01:002011-03-21T08:56:20.357+01:00Ciao Papà<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-x0Q9tGRMZrjUw9sgObpx34-kbIVtg6m0csx9AoTJUJuLFMd2mWgwt6fpAc5jWV8U89gII7vSubd7NBew9yhk0bj8pwu7lW_fHWa8z1O4Iu6o_V6Ield965DheU8zZtf6MbBsod1Gm_I/s1600/gar.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-x0Q9tGRMZrjUw9sgObpx34-kbIVtg6m0csx9AoTJUJuLFMd2mWgwt6fpAc5jWV8U89gII7vSubd7NBew9yhk0bj8pwu7lW_fHWa8z1O4Iu6o_V6Ield965DheU8zZtf6MbBsod1Gm_I/s400/gar.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586438924819759266" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); ">13 anni senza di te ....</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0); "><br /></span></div>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-65528578424878921922009-10-03T17:11:00.002+02:002009-10-03T17:13:09.764+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnyoBuyarpUtzeU4bzrSf176FJpCRflNmPkRKcGbhHI1sb-KmoW25pyOr3t5Pv9kLJqV2aooEYC2Itu_iLgoTDkfkLpTaA-AuwPgjPPmylN8txYvCI7OhCyvKNjckysOoXP5LOg0b0h4/s1600-h/rosa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTnyoBuyarpUtzeU4bzrSf176FJpCRflNmPkRKcGbhHI1sb-KmoW25pyOr3t5Pv9kLJqV2aooEYC2Itu_iLgoTDkfkLpTaA-AuwPgjPPmylN8txYvCI7OhCyvKNjckysOoXP5LOg0b0h4/s400/rosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388391810749024802" border="0" /></a>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-61512131659468843762009-09-26T09:53:00.000+02:002009-09-26T10:01:24.519+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFv_uVxDstnspVDZgwBj6zzMP9gyzSQSoM1rAMJXNQk3xNUsQrqM4w6ZxRcESkWCDBvzLoxGzFCncX-hLjlGyGzrxAj04F6FM9KK-64AS25Xw1bawhjBe5BThbyR6rfsLQ-EM3lQ-Q38I/s1600-h/mare.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFv_uVxDstnspVDZgwBj6zzMP9gyzSQSoM1rAMJXNQk3xNUsQrqM4w6ZxRcESkWCDBvzLoxGzFCncX-hLjlGyGzrxAj04F6FM9KK-64AS25Xw1bawhjBe5BThbyR6rfsLQ-EM3lQ-Q38I/s400/mare.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385682997618078722" border="0" /></a>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-20031646341910754102009-05-09T19:01:00.002+02:002009-05-09T19:13:13.460+02:00MAMMA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYmv2jVlf42Xhd3ZXi5r-jItuxfS61eBkePg7rBCHuRXRD4aYCyo89C5bbi0L2BrFj6EvRq4sJr8LZD6xlFfDuCqgfdVGp3wwIRECRdtfLvrR__WgHEXucGdtfAEdGurTXcQrBZcjENg0/s1600-h/rosa_rossa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYmv2jVlf42Xhd3ZXi5r-jItuxfS61eBkePg7rBCHuRXRD4aYCyo89C5bbi0L2BrFj6EvRq4sJr8LZD6xlFfDuCqgfdVGp3wwIRECRdtfLvrR__WgHEXucGdtfAEdGurTXcQrBZcjENg0/s400/rosa_rossa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333873065633571954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >E' salutar lo sprone che m'irrita</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >talvolta,<br />si, m'irrita il tuo consiglio,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ma a nobil pensier esso m'incita,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />di rabbia, amor, rimorso v'è scompiglio.-</span> <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Nel turbinar della mia stanca vita,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >ma t'amo tanto madre,<br />quel cipiglio</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >che mi fa tanto mal,<br />cancella, son pentito,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />non mi lasciar nel cuore del periglio.-</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br />Ove tu manchi v'è la jettatura,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >o dolce madre mai non mi lasciare,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />del mio operare non aver paura,</span> <br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >più non lo dire, tu mi fai penare,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />non dire più ch'io non so' amare,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >io t'amerò finchè la vita dura.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-78060411625431322632009-04-11T11:02:00.001+02:002009-04-11T11:08:11.114+02:00Paqua<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqD3YPhl_lxuUOmajpgeuppHqOek3V2EWuXw5dnBe5lX5_a34C0u4zHgsnm732TbDlzlbUq46cFhPhyqLptPOqZ0ARDJzoJNuwTCElaLdvKzLFP1q6zFOVdN1d1wwro0Hzv_4DkEySKE/s1600-h/buona_pasqua.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 386px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioqD3YPhl_lxuUOmajpgeuppHqOek3V2EWuXw5dnBe5lX5_a34C0u4zHgsnm732TbDlzlbUq46cFhPhyqLptPOqZ0ARDJzoJNuwTCElaLdvKzLFP1q6zFOVdN1d1wwro0Hzv_4DkEySKE/s400/buona_pasqua.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323357958239081954" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:-1;"><pre><span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial;font-size:-1;"><span style="font-size:+1;"><b><span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-size:100%;" >Nei miei sogni ho immaginato<br />un grande uovo colorato<br />Per chi era?<br />Per la gente<br />dall'Oriente all'Occidente:<br />pieno, pieno di sorprese<br />destinate ad ogni paese<br />C'era dentro la saggezza<br />e poi tanta tenerezza,<br />l'altruismo, la bontà,<br />gioia in grande quantità<br />Tanta pace,<br />tanto amore</span><br />da riempire ogni cuore.</span></b></span></span></pre></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-91431255680373184482009-03-19T10:03:00.004+01:002009-03-20T11:05:48.264+01:00Auguri Papà<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGMYbfJbooijXjb7gabyUKL36duzLXT9lDQE84cyVtwZCNcYbJnHw9Cx5LPRCsAIRQBO2HaAGtOiasTdLV-KURzzNppAUoBvf2mKyzAyE5U618wFBxzOOiPwMy8WbAuFUmmC6nhJ7uDA/s1600-h/blu.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGMYbfJbooijXjb7gabyUKL36duzLXT9lDQE84cyVtwZCNcYbJnHw9Cx5LPRCsAIRQBO2HaAGtOiasTdLV-KURzzNppAUoBvf2mKyzAyE5U618wFBxzOOiPwMy8WbAuFUmmC6nhJ7uDA/s400/blu.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314823999103410338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Domani è 11 anni che te ne sei andato.. che non sento più il tuo colpo di tosse o la tua risata...</span> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-family:georgia;" >Che abisso Papà hai lasciato nel mio cuore....<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSq1OJ4fIBuJE03WYLShVo8QyDLkDYry2gxU1sJQbwRVKVMILfmeNQv14YK2FWLJ1SO11NzBiO6fHJ1vWIHV-8_M-AKZO9XUxSQgmhH0lxCioe9jWm5XNTWJSDs-0imzDMtJG_xhCq9fQ/s1600-h/pap%C3%A0.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 94px; height: 118px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSq1OJ4fIBuJE03WYLShVo8QyDLkDYry2gxU1sJQbwRVKVMILfmeNQv14YK2FWLJ1SO11NzBiO6fHJ1vWIHV-8_M-AKZO9XUxSQgmhH0lxCioe9jWm5XNTWJSDs-0imzDMtJG_xhCq9fQ/s400/pap%C3%A0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314824003530586658" border="0" /></a>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-35296425537373054642009-03-07T10:32:00.002+01:002009-03-07T10:37:21.768+01:00La Primavera<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0DRztaJHiS5N8yajnc4Vd9TIPC_i3kyCNFDBlO_jii9imYAvzl8bYnuFKxjh7gc7Umf24xAgQ6_7avGeZXdl8IS6E0TCvD0Vfl_tgOZsd3eN1toaDk2O7TUzo9tcuq5XZkB_eolE_XE/s1600-h/fiori.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU0DRztaJHiS5N8yajnc4Vd9TIPC_i3kyCNFDBlO_jii9imYAvzl8bYnuFKxjh7gc7Umf24xAgQ6_7avGeZXdl8IS6E0TCvD0Vfl_tgOZsd3eN1toaDk2O7TUzo9tcuq5XZkB_eolE_XE/s400/fiori.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310377309668836434" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;font-family:Bookman Old Style;font-size:100%;" > Sorge il sole al giorno<br />sbocciano le rose<br />tutto il prato è in fiore<br />è la primavera<br /><br />Oh, che bello è il giorno<br />suonan le campane<br />dicono alla gente<br />che risorto è già</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-27745099878296540462008-12-23T18:29:00.003+01:002008-12-23T18:36:08.437+01:00Che ne dici SIGNORE?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hgEdLKRDTGKX5D2ZqwAc9SsoNBnOMtMhpfrw6ngFBgnyvx2vgqwMUa5SxIAVIqbl9tfLi49uYGwOFvvfDJr411EaZzYSwiYFNbNxEZyh-dKJ0urvwHOU8-1odfp0rxLRKRWS9Caumks/s1600-h/pallenatale.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-hgEdLKRDTGKX5D2ZqwAc9SsoNBnOMtMhpfrw6ngFBgnyvx2vgqwMUa5SxIAVIqbl9tfLi49uYGwOFvvfDJr411EaZzYSwiYFNbNxEZyh-dKJ0urvwHOU8-1odfp0rxLRKRWS9Caumks/s400/pallenatale.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283039118023621074" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Tu che ne dici o Signore, se in questo Natale </span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">faccio un bell'albero dentro il mio cuore e ci attacco, </span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">invece dei regali, i nomi di tutti i miei amici?<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Gli amici lontani e vicini. Gli antichi e i nuovi.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli che vedo tutti i giorni e quelli che vedo di rado.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli che ricordo sempre </span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">e quelli che, alle volte, restano dimenticati.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli costanti e intermittenti.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli delle ore difficili e quelli delle ore allegre.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli che, senza volerlo, mi hanno fatto soffrire.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli che conosco profondamente, </span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">e quelli dei quali conosco solo le apparenze.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Quelli che mi devono poco e quelli ai quali devo molto.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I miei amici semplici ed i miei amici importanti.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">I nomi di tutti quelli che sono già passati nella mia vita.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Un albero con radici molto profonde </span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">perché i loro nomi non escano mai dal mio cuore.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Un albero dai rami molto grandi,</span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">perché nuovi nomi venuti da tutto il mondo</span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">si uniscano ai già esistenti.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Un albero con un'ombra molto gradevole,</span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">la nostra amicizia sia un momento di riposo </span><span style="font-family: verdana; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">durante le lotte della vita.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;color:#e7e7b4;" ></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-16388858030847434482008-11-08T13:44:00.002+01:002008-11-08T13:49:28.101+01:00Speranze<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi9QrOFpkgqIErSCi_GqAxQhirJiAKaPxDqGFnpYW_W6qk8AxoKjjOkMgyzbXd0sDUdF8dLhUq-CZA1GqdlxEAF6vG3CjLjmXX3-ID0PxXQhKy_0a6tg1A2lqkkpyqegdOYoY0ym6LikE/s1600-h/puttino.gif"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 396px; height: 250px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi9QrOFpkgqIErSCi_GqAxQhirJiAKaPxDqGFnpYW_W6qk8AxoKjjOkMgyzbXd0sDUdF8dLhUq-CZA1GqdlxEAF6vG3CjLjmXX3-ID0PxXQhKy_0a6tg1A2lqkkpyqegdOYoY0ym6LikE/s400/puttino.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266267929185572674" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;"><span style="font-family:georgia;">O lieve aura primaverile<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">che ci inebri coi tuoi soavi odori,<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">apportatrice sei nei nostri cuori<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">d'una vaga speranza febbrile.-<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Ritornerà la gioia a confortarci,<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">o il tormento a rattristarci....<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">Dimmi, ritornerà nel nostro cuore<br /></span><span style="font-family:georgia;">a germogliare un novello amore.-</span></span></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-69726647112130473062008-10-03T20:20:00.003+02:002008-10-03T20:30:16.798+02:00NOTTE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIKbYpbhnoZFmgS8Z2nGuaOuEtyVcrBHr8eIT6hj3Vp38ruqyMUOX4e5kWtZSnZeRkn_kwrKnh_2qVCDLuOZOqOc8yWumsXOCOWXu5nrDdoUaLa51uKeRJy9tRjzQ2zvj8UImJQA132NY/s1600-h/notte.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIKbYpbhnoZFmgS8Z2nGuaOuEtyVcrBHr8eIT6hj3Vp38ruqyMUOX4e5kWtZSnZeRkn_kwrKnh_2qVCDLuOZOqOc8yWumsXOCOWXu5nrDdoUaLa51uKeRJy9tRjzQ2zvj8UImJQA132NY/s400/notte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252996273852537218" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >E' ormai notte tutto intorno<br />tace</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >mentre triste io guardo pensieroso,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >la tua stanzetta che in cotanta pace</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />vigilata è dal tuo viso amoroso.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Ridente dal collo sorge la luna</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >quasi beffarda al mio muto dolore,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />coi suoi raggi inargenta la bruma fonte,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />dove ignudo s'erge l'amore.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Che dir vorrebbe si belle cose,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >che intendere può chi sa amare</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />un bel mazzo di vuole e rose</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />offrir vorrebbe in aureo altare.-</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br />Tace ogni rumor nella campagna,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />l'usignolo nella valle canta</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />motivi d'amore alla sua compagna</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />che felice, ascolta beata.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Non odi il pianto mio accorato,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" ><br />gentil fanciulla, mia adorata,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >non senti o cara,<br />bello è l'incanto</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >che contrasta co' la tristezza mia!.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-39318027545209834292008-09-19T18:02:00.001+02:002008-09-19T18:11:43.229+02:00VORREI<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkgSn09s1VdhmYIzmh7nWKOTV97BLVq9YNul-axPz17CkDIvMKTmUBAAqWOOVO4HkQQTre8Pt7w2OhlamIY8m0HFBYfdXRq_KNxRd8C71tn-dIbrDf14n7k86Ae6O-9rtbzDbijm8mRL4/s1600-h/ross.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkgSn09s1VdhmYIzmh7nWKOTV97BLVq9YNul-axPz17CkDIvMKTmUBAAqWOOVO4HkQQTre8Pt7w2OhlamIY8m0HFBYfdXRq_KNxRd8C71tn-dIbrDf14n7k86Ae6O-9rtbzDbijm8mRL4/s400/ross.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247765694020516114" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Vorrei condurti meco assai lontano<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >in una casa bianca in riva al mare,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >dove non può arrivare l'occhio umano<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >per sussurrarti cose care.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >La soli, soli in un silenzio arcano<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >lodi d'amore per te vorrei cantare,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >svelarti l'amore sovraumano<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >la passione che mi fa sognare.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >In un tramonto d'oro e profumato,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >sulla boccuccia tua piccina e bella,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >vorrei posar un bacio delicato.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Tutto il giorno a fianco ti starei,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >per dirti t'amo tanto o vaga stella<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >e l'aria che respiri esser vorrei.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-9061012338716689302008-09-14T15:43:00.002+02:002008-09-14T15:49:48.509+02:00Sincerità<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiORofP7wScsI7vnhqGg4qWfwPR42o2DDCng8ePw54h9faMi1rrF2BgJ74B3cgbFiw8_cTAMLb0rPBMIuPNiQlwnZlqaCcmYjHbC12wnIu0KXTp9zEb54GlgR-O-_1khiBPd4uEPTkBAwk/s1600-h/Fiore+ninfea.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiORofP7wScsI7vnhqGg4qWfwPR42o2DDCng8ePw54h9faMi1rrF2BgJ74B3cgbFiw8_cTAMLb0rPBMIuPNiQlwnZlqaCcmYjHbC12wnIu0KXTp9zEb54GlgR-O-_1khiBPd4uEPTkBAwk/s320/Fiore+ninfea.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245873688914399426" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Non te la prender sai, per così poco,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >ecco i capelli i fiori e tutto il resto,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >per mio consiglio dalli pure al fuoco,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >anch'io ho già pensato di far lo stesso.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Quando mi ridarrai il pacchetto<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >che segnò un tempo il nostro grande amore,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >come ci illudavamo nel giochetto,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >propio come due veri grandi attori.-<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >Rimembranze, rimpianti, nomi vani,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >della commedia nulla resta in core,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >l'oggi è cancellato dal domani, <br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 153, 51);font-family:georgia;" >questo è l'eterno gioco dell'amore.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-84618792029931357032008-09-03T18:39:00.001+02:002008-09-03T18:57:33.484+02:00SOLO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62459z35Aw2NOtMxIt6nD7G1Kyme2fP60ym_igigPmR3ObvTShyWozloq5AJUJyuqrUVAXidwTCfDcpSUo6GXSgdM-lPWmMrf3mhrKzSzI9DVtraUnGNgVxREnwuUR5jlTcjuYqArh8o/s1600-h/rose+rosse.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi62459z35Aw2NOtMxIt6nD7G1Kyme2fP60ym_igigPmR3ObvTShyWozloq5AJUJyuqrUVAXidwTCfDcpSUo6GXSgdM-lPWmMrf3mhrKzSzI9DVtraUnGNgVxREnwuUR5jlTcjuYqArh8o/s320/rose+rosse.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241840181528646738" border="0" /></a><br /> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Son soldato, son giovane e forte</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">i miei cari ho lasciato lontano</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">ho sorriso serrandoli al petto</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">confortando il mio muto dolor.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Qui fra mille perigli ed agguati</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">tra disagi ed una vita inernale,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">il pensier nei momenti di stasi</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">mi riporta laggiù, fra i mie cari.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Ti rivedo mia cara casetta</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">colma di luce, di gioia, d'amore,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">vi è la dentro chi in ansia mi aspetta</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">e che vive soltanto per me.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Son trascorsi ormai degli anni, </p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">son passati come in un sogno</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">finalmente a casa ritorno</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">e qualcosa dei miei cari saprò.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Ma Mio Dio, che cosa ne è stao</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">della casa, di quanti la dentro</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">attendevan il mio reintro,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">or più nulla vi ritrovo, perchè?.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Una bomba, tutto ha cancellato,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">ho il cuor che mi scoppia o Signore,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">perchè, perchè a me tale sorte hai serbato,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">impazzisco a si tanto dolore.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Mio Signore ten prego esaudisci,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">più non far che si cose crudeli</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">si ripetan per umani voleri,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">ma proteggici sempre ogni dì.-</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;"><o:p> </o:p></p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">Sono solo, ormai vecchio avvilito,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">nel cuore mi porto il dolore,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">del perduto mio bene, dell'amore,</p> <p class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; color: rgb(204, 153, 51); font-family: georgia;">che crudele hai ucciso così.-</p>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-14228008779935149142008-08-26T17:32:00.002+02:002008-08-26T17:40:55.242+02:00SERA D'ESTATE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFoJUF0cFSR5UPwY2jPcFkgaH66wbi288wFyPxD3Kw16rfC0qnwaUF2N2P9QWAjKhNKj38Ny1Q8GjZgbE37qxor-DrP-PMUjefnjtKUfND7V1k9MZSYDlMhshf9hUBBWDfby90rBleR6I/s1600-h/solitudine.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFoJUF0cFSR5UPwY2jPcFkgaH66wbi288wFyPxD3Kw16rfC0qnwaUF2N2P9QWAjKhNKj38Ny1Q8GjZgbE37qxor-DrP-PMUjefnjtKUfND7V1k9MZSYDlMhshf9hUBBWDfby90rBleR6I/s320/solitudine.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238851712210804210" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="line-height: 115%; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;" >Sera bella d'estate<br />che gaio celo azzurro,<br />che magico sussurro<br />vibra nei prati in fior.-<br /><br />Splende nel cel la luna<br />qua ogni cosa argenta,<br />mentre pian s'addormenta<br />l'immensa vasta città.-<br /><br />Le tremule stelle<br />da la luce vermiglia<br />che vera meraviglia<br />diffondon nel cel.-<br /><br />Sicchè il mio cor ne freme,<br />l'occhio mio guarda<br />la natura vegliarda,<br />l'immenso azzurro mar.-</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-47927359352578497882008-08-23T10:37:00.001+02:002008-08-23T10:42:12.422+02:00Donna<span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Mi diceva ch'ero il suo tormento,<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">la gioia, il celo, paradiso, inferno,<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">che lontano da me neanche un momento<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">di stare si sentia, io ne ero contento.-<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Le sorridevo, neanche a farlo apposta,<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">un giorno la trovai accompagnata<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">con un amico, il "nulla osta"<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">allo le diedi, ed ella andò beata.-<br /></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">Senza voltarsi indietro, sol sorrise<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">o meglio rise dietro le mie spalle...<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">promettendo quello che a me promise,<br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(204, 102, 0);">si fece ricomprar un altro scialle.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-32558323023318852782008-08-18T20:54:00.002+02:002008-08-18T21:03:09.932+02:00FASCINO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9yXcmPpza_NqJqma4bWsldT1OISHIP0dyidcI-8TrCFR6kznXXXo4Unr3V82-FPzlgCGxOcQ3vOO3z-pcXqjFOvNTGFlIMTMrTSQjJFd7spDeL-DKDbYA2oPcRvznaBaSh3ofEZeBNVA/s1600-h/fascino.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9yXcmPpza_NqJqma4bWsldT1OISHIP0dyidcI-8TrCFR6kznXXXo4Unr3V82-FPzlgCGxOcQ3vOO3z-pcXqjFOvNTGFlIMTMrTSQjJFd7spDeL-DKDbYA2oPcRvznaBaSh3ofEZeBNVA/s320/fascino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235934354871680322" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">Tu passi così come visione,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">senza curar chi per te sospira,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">vai così mentre delira<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">l'anima mia che langue di passione.-</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"><br /><br />E vai altera senza mai voltarti,<br />l</span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">asciando dietro a te come scintille<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">lampi strani dei tuoi occhi maliardi,<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;">delle tue nerissime pupille.-</span><br /></div><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />Ma chi diede a te ammaliatrice</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >quell'arte fina che sa conquistare,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />chi ti diede quegli occhi che mi fanno disperare?.-</span> <br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >Nulla io sò, ma solo t'amo e agogno,</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br />tu non saprai mai d'essere amata,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >tu non saprai mai qual'è l'inferno</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >che nel cuore mi hai scatenato !.-</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" ><br /><br />Tu non saprai, dirtelo non voglio,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >io non m'illudo, tu non m'ameresti,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >fors'anche mi disprezzeresti,</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);font-family:georgia;" >t'adorerò così, come in un sogno.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-19052126672671375132008-08-14T08:48:00.003+02:002008-08-14T08:52:06.075+02:00Quando nascesti<a style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0);" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOmCZCW1naZs3Gm0E8IYcecZKngZPSFFq5urAy9WJ3uv1egkDskFOl1XLuRRu_P7158qF9XSDXJy-ZwfpMDfUZfElMCOXcW0UgOyssuYqvFMQ43e1AZKMM906llcfBv8XlL1IdCJTFfH4/s1600-h/Cherubino.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOmCZCW1naZs3Gm0E8IYcecZKngZPSFFq5urAy9WJ3uv1egkDskFOl1XLuRRu_P7158qF9XSDXJy-ZwfpMDfUZfElMCOXcW0UgOyssuYqvFMQ43e1AZKMM906llcfBv8XlL1IdCJTFfH4/s320/Cherubino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234262243176704146" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">Teti corse alla tua culla</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />con del mare poche stille</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">le magnifiche pupille</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />ti compose, illuminò.-</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br /><br />Una Ninfa corse pure </span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />dai lontani bei ruscelli</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />e coi neri suoi capelli</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />i tuoi fulgidi formò.-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">Indi venne un Cherubino</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">e la bocca se non fallo</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">ei ti fè con del corallo</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />eppoi muto ti guardò.-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">E vedendoti si bella</span> <span style="font-style: italic;"><br />dopo aver sospirato<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;">come un paggio innamorato<br /></span> <span style="font-style: italic;">sorridente ti baciò.-</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-family: georgia;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-size: 78%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Questo è uno dei ricordi puù belli che ho di mio padre, una poesia che mi dedicò quando nacqui....</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">Ancor oggi, ricordo il suo sorriso e il tono della sua voce... ciao Papà!</span></span></span></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-61219729722463698982008-08-13T08:51:00.002+02:002008-08-13T08:53:33.275+02:00SE UN DOLORE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAK1wD4UgLztVmdCVOdmctpGdmgdV9Xl2bWcDk4qfKZthOHi6o6wbQ1PWt57y4H0vKzbFmy88jdbxIk6_GYIxprnQmSh_suDcWwIPd_BOzLlHEPe1lskoNgaQZE8sUyBmTmHBgz1kJmI/s1600-h/rosabianca.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirAK1wD4UgLztVmdCVOdmctpGdmgdV9Xl2bWcDk4qfKZthOHi6o6wbQ1PWt57y4H0vKzbFmy88jdbxIk6_GYIxprnQmSh_suDcWwIPd_BOzLlHEPe1lskoNgaQZE8sUyBmTmHBgz1kJmI/s320/rosabianca.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233891590205470738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Se un dolore tristissimo</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">cinge la vita mia,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">di quel dolor mi libera </span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">l'amata poesia.-</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Non è cosa difficile</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">il diventar poeta,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">no! basta aver un'anima</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">ed una fulgente meta.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-78961171655787551862008-08-12T18:53:00.000+02:002008-08-12T18:57:42.624+02:00CHI DISPREZZA VUOL COMPRARE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_FZBCg1pMG5J_EYEVIPr8FDQhHoJHqaVr9spVvSFqDn04IRBRMa781y4QLoTmdmYUVo_Mp2zzvsDVMzxAoLG5N_iXqmrGuBYoxu2z3RDBU2zeycsf_1FZDOGANwI1G3gWlhNhZHH2tgw/s1600-h/Il+tuo+sorriso.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh_FZBCg1pMG5J_EYEVIPr8FDQhHoJHqaVr9spVvSFqDn04IRBRMa781y4QLoTmdmYUVo_Mp2zzvsDVMzxAoLG5N_iXqmrGuBYoxu2z3RDBU2zeycsf_1FZDOGANwI1G3gWlhNhZHH2tgw/s320/Il+tuo+sorriso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233676145724788594" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="font-family: georgia;">Voglio provar d'ora innanzi sai,<br />a dir sempre di te più mal che posso,<br />dirò sempre che non mi sei piaciuta mai<br />che chi bella ti fa, sbaglia di grosso,<br />che di santa sul viso hai sol la tinta,<br />ma che civetta sei, smorfiosa e finta.-<br />Ma le persone poi mi crederanno?<br />Mi par già di sentirle sussurrae,<br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"Chi disprezza caro mio, vuol comprare"</span>.-</span></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-9893875858944754642008-08-12T18:34:00.002+02:002008-08-12T18:44:11.931+02:00O LUCE<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7ogbaWDpjOPJUgdQGcekqNCqJoLFot-e58_d2pWBW-GlNZsK8iAzqe52xw5ATEgkEpvUQRSDAipXJkBTDyPvXU3TLuab2qrjMFCNkkdzT7BKnbHYiD_Q1SN9oyvCIu5xON-raye-JJI/s1600-h/candela.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh7ogbaWDpjOPJUgdQGcekqNCqJoLFot-e58_d2pWBW-GlNZsK8iAzqe52xw5ATEgkEpvUQRSDAipXJkBTDyPvXU3TLuab2qrjMFCNkkdzT7BKnbHYiD_Q1SN9oyvCIu5xON-raye-JJI/s320/candela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233671342555917362" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">O luce che per mano mi conduci là</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">verso il sole, non lasciarmi!</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Del mio destino conosci la dritta,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">la storta, l'imperversa via, che ...</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">L'Onnipotente Iddio affidarmi volle,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Avanti ancor che le mie spoglie umane</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">Vedesserro Te o Luce, mai non lasciarmi,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">per mano prendimi ed insegnami la strada</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">dell'eterna serenità, dove l'alma</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">che Te Luce mi hai affidato,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">vivrò i miei dì, sempre con Te,</span><br /><span style="font-family: georgia; color: rgb(153, 51, 0);">per l'eternità.-</span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-89226422796631992082008-08-12T18:19:00.001+02:002008-08-12T18:25:14.618+02:00CONSACRAZIONE<div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0CLzQSQ8VtTDG7XF90RKzVh4qvpqtYC2oZizlamlhKEcLr0EZPC1PkcLu1w712onwtYnTDreCLMNTwhEM3ICXr_kQjhhF5thGCs3wGKvO6iqM1k5AxAIc2QR7xNme3ci97it7WWzlIBo/s1600-h/natura.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0CLzQSQ8VtTDG7XF90RKzVh4qvpqtYC2oZizlamlhKEcLr0EZPC1PkcLu1w712onwtYnTDreCLMNTwhEM3ICXr_kQjhhF5thGCs3wGKvO6iqM1k5AxAIc2QR7xNme3ci97it7WWzlIBo/s320/natura.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233667831358607538" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="font-family: georgia;">All'anima sognante Dea Natura</span></span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="font-family: georgia;"></span></span></div><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="font-family: georgia;">così parlò con voce sovrumana<br />tu cui sorridi, risplendente pura<br />una vision lontana.-<br /><br />Non fia che il porso crudo del dolore,<br />vinca prosti, combatti e la tua meta<br />con fede guarda, con immenso amore....<br />Ed or canta poeta.-</span></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6474644593505763304.post-82619773068619327242008-08-12T18:07:00.002+02:002008-08-12T18:13:51.330+02:00GIROTONDO<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaGkSURXDUSj8ze-mIEZ37aCCHV7rcLgQEDCWi9qkTEzxsGnevpXoU3U7M5Ap7WgN-CcVDi1z2Y8ZHnLeMJ0JveEwZgBlY-QBMaFwJq-hd1s7N3rKOtmYMtiH1_F0pgqr18qPrKLaKSY/s1600-h/camino.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXaGkSURXDUSj8ze-mIEZ37aCCHV7rcLgQEDCWi9qkTEzxsGnevpXoU3U7M5Ap7WgN-CcVDi1z2Y8ZHnLeMJ0JveEwZgBlY-QBMaFwJq-hd1s7N3rKOtmYMtiH1_F0pgqr18qPrKLaKSY/s320/camino.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233664964366381762" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 0);"><span style="font-family:georgia;">Scoppietta nel camino un grosso ceppo,<br />una vecchietta fila della lana<br />s'ode lontana una campana<br />che a tutti quanti dice è mezzodì.-<br /><br />Offre al suo bimbo ancora in fasce, il seno<br />la giovane mammina con amore,<br />a Dio volge grata una preghiera<br />per la gioia che le gonfia il core.-<br /><br />Tornan sereni dal lavoro i tanti<br />che col sudore il cibo han guadagnato,<br />godon felici quei pochi istanti<br />che sol nella loro casa san trovare.-<br /><br />Corron e si rincorrono i bambini,<br />empiono l'aer dei lor gridi gai<br />pieni di vita, vivono contenti,<br />ebbri di gioia e della loro età.-<br /><br />Scorron così i giorni, passann gli anni<br />tutto come un girotondo gira,<br />gira la ruota della vita gira<br />portando, gioia, dolori, affanni.-</span></span>Mikytoohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15039986547974091033noreply@blogger.com0