tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25092587999374917242011-11-27T16:09:02.262-08:00<center>aici veţi putea posta creaţiile voastre inspirate de această nouă vară</center>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.comBlogger1041100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-86407222152731428162010-10-17T13:10:00.000-07:002010-10-17T13:12:52.550-07:00Peace of evening—<br />two sisters sharing<br />a nectarine<br /># 112. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Liniştea serii –<br />două surori îşi impart<br />o nectarină</em><br /><br />Hot day—<br />a poor child looking<br />at the gooseberries on the market stall<br /># 114. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Zi caniculară .<br />un copil orfan priveşte coacăze<br />pe taraba din piaţă</em><br /><br /><br />August moon—<br />one, two, three . . . yellow leaves fall<br />from the cherry tree<br /># 116. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Lună de august –<br />una, două, trei… frunze galbene cad<br />din cireş</em><br /><br />In the cherry tree—<br />some dirty faces<br />and full bellies<br /># 118. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>În cireş –<br />câteva feţe murdare<br />şi burţi pline</em><br /><br />Clear evening—<br />two children wrangle about<br />a handful of strawberries<br /># 120. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Seară senină –<br />doi copii îşi dispută<br />o mână de căpşune</em><br /><br />Wild cherry—<br />two copper-colored leaves<br />fall together<br /># 122. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Cireş sălbatic –<br />două frunze arămii<br />cad împreună</em><br /><br />Under the ripe cherry tree—<br />my grandma listens<br />the bird's song<br /># 124. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Sub cireşul cules –<br />bunica mea ascultă<br />cântecul păsărilor</em><br /><br /><br />Flocks of starlings<br />picking up cherries—<br />I applaud at dawn<br /># 126. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Stol de grauri<br />ciugulind cireşe –<br />aplaud în zori</em><br /><br />At evening—<br />above the empty cherry tree<br />the new moon<br /># 128. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Seara –<br />deasupra cireşului gol<br />luna nouă</em><br /><br /><a href="http://poetrywriting.org/Sketchbook5-3MayJun2010/0_Contents_Sketchbook_5-4_JulyAugust_2010_fruit_Haiku_Thread.htm">http://poetrywriting.org/Sketchbook5-3MayJun2010/0_Contents_Sketchbook_5-4_JulyAugust_2010_fruit_Haiku_Thread.htm</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-8640722215273142816?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04246884227989796742noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-3233409671973819402010-10-12T00:15:00.001-07:002010-10-12T00:15:00.795-07:00<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-323340967197381940?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-78750386669079350802010-07-11T11:51:00.000-07:002010-07-11T11:54:30.006-07:00Early in the morning—<br />a seagull soars<br />above the Black Sea<br /><br /># 73. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Devreme în zori –<br />un pescăruş planează<br />deasupra Mării Negre<br /><br /></em>Sea weather<br />brings some algas to the shore—<br />no seagull on air<br /><br /># 75. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Apa mării<br />aduce alge la mal –<br />niciun pescăruş în aer<br /></em><br />Storm on the sea—<br />some seagulls<br />saunter on the cliff<br /><br /># 77. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Furtună pe mare –<br />câţiva pescăruşi<br />ţopăie fe faleză<br /></em><br /><br />On the empty beach—<br />only my puppy<br />and I<br /><br /># 79. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Pe plaja goală –<br />doar căţeluşul meu<br />şi eu<br /></em><br />Hassocks<br />on the wild beach…<br />Look a snail!<br /><br /># 81. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Smocuri de iarbă<br />pe plaja pustie…<br />Uite un melc!<br /></em><br />On the beach—<br />two lovers looking<br />for the new moon<br /><br /># 83. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>Pe plajă –<br />doi îndrăgostiţi privesc<br />luna nouă<br /></em><br />Sunrise—<br />some children picking up the shells<br />from the beach<br /><br /># 86. Maria Tirenescu, RO<br /><br /><em>În zori –<br />câţiva copii culeg scoici<br />de pe plajă<br /></em><br /><a href="http://poetrywriting.org/Sketchbook5-3MayJun2010/0_Contents_Sketchbook_5-3_MayJune_2010_beach_Haiku_Thread3.htm">http://poetrywriting.org/Sketchbook5-3MayJun2010/0_Contents_Sketchbook_5-3_MayJune_2010_beach_Haiku_Thread3.htm</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7875038666907935080?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-66420614732740021952009-09-24T04:41:00.001-07:002009-09-24T04:41:21.038-07:00<br /> <object height='46' width='448'><param value='http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Hydra/84db65cf9ac91d.swf' name='movie'/><param value='true' name='allowFullScreen'/><param value='always' name='allowscriptaccess'/><embed height='46' width='448' allowfullscreen='true' allowscriptaccess='always' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://embed.trilulilu.ro/audio/Hydra/84db65cf9ac91d.swf'/></object><br/><strong>Schubert - Serenade (chitara rece)</strong><br/><a title='Muzica' href='http://www.trilulilu.ro/audio/Muzica'>Asculta mai multe audio Muzica</a> <br /> <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6642061473274002195?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-70278192502292697442009-06-19T12:30:00.000-07:002009-06-19T12:34:01.055-07:00<strong>ora prânzului –<br />ea senină şi rece<br />mâncând caise<br /><em>lunch time –<br />she’s calm and cool<br />eating apricots</em><br />*<br />crengi argintate –<br />norii de-un albastru pur<br />lustruind Luna<br /><em>silver branches –<br />clouds of a pure blue<br />polishing the Moon</em><br />*<br />un om imprecis –<br />prin praf şi vânt umbra<br />vechiului călăreţ<br /><em>an insecure man –<br />through dust and wind the shadow<br />of the old horseman<br /></em>*<br />seară de august –<br />spre norii grei şi negri<br />priviri de copil a child’s look<br /><em>a night of August –<br />towards the black heavy clouds<br />a child’s look<br /></em>*<br />veni-va noaptea –<br />Luna aceeaşi acelaşi lătrat<br />în somn<br /><em>will the night come –<br />same Moon same barking<br />in his sleep</em><br />*<br />altul pe punte –<br />mă privesc în oglindă<br />nestatornic râu<br /><em>another man on deck –<br />I watch myself in the mirror<br />fickle river<br /></em>*<br />tăcere prin jur –<br />nemişcată şi pădurea<br />doar eu mă<br /><em>silence all around –<br />motionless the forest<br />tem only I fear</em><br />*<br />pe prag o umbră –<br />din liniştea casei nimeni<br />lăcat pe uşă<br /><em>on threshold a shadow –<br />from the silence of the house noone<br />padlock on the door</em><br />*<br />duse de furtuni –<br />Luna s-a urcat pe ţărm<br />barca pe valuri<br /><em>gone by storms –<br />the Moon climbed on the shore<br />boat on the sea</em><br />*<br />după caniculă –<br />din copac câţiva picuri<br />pe fruntea mea<br /><em>after the dog-days –<br />from a tree few drops<br />on my forehead</em><br />*<br />din ziua de ieri –<br />câteva seminţe strivite<br />prăjind ciuperci<br /><em>from yesterday –<br />few crushed seeds<br />frying mushrooms</em><br />*<br />prin iarbă în zori –<br />venin şi urzici sub tălpi<br />răcoarea zilei<br /><em>through the grass at daybreak –<br />under feet venom and nettles<br />coolness of the day</em><br />*<br />ploaie de vară –<br />o mână nevăzută<br />neştiute cânturi<br /><em>summer rain –<br />an unseen hand<br />unknown songs</em></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7027819250229269744?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-63521937327431878372008-09-16T07:35:00.000-07:002008-09-16T07:38:44.901-07:00aiurea pe străzi –<br />căţelul mângâiat<br />se ţine după mine<br /><br />bătrânul bolnav –<br />fata îl anunţă că<br />au înflorit teii<br /><br />pescarul nu mă ştie,<br />dar câinele<br />îmi arată limba<br /><br />lucrare părăsită –<br />au plecat muncitorii<br />a rămas câinele<br /><br />bătrâna fericită,<br />a văzut iar crinii<br />înfloriţi în grădină<br /><br />singur pe mal –<br />n-am înţeles ce-au spus<br />cei doi pescăruşi<br /><br />toţi caută umbra<br />şi răcoarea serii –<br />el de asta aleargă?<br /><br />de peste mare<br />vin trei pescăruşi<br />sfătuindu-se<br /><br />vrabia pe sârmă –<br />jos pe alee pisica<br />o aşteaptă să cadă<br /><br />să scape de stropitori,<br />fluturele alb<br />zboară peste lac<br /><br />Canalul Sulina –<br />nava rapidă<br />zboară spre ploaie<br /><br />pe malul canalului,<br />cinci raţe au venit<br />pentru toaleta de seară<br /><br />copii de Sulina –<br />joacă în bărci<br />şi barcaze pe mal<br /><br />(conform DEX, barcaz ~uri n. Barcă pescărească mare, cu pânze sau cu motor, folosită la pescuit sau pentru transportul de materiale)<br /><br />nu-i broasca lui Basho –<br />sare de două ori<br />să ajungă-n iarbă<br /><br />nimic pe Dunăre –<br />pe vechiul far<br />barza se-odihneşte<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6352193732743187837?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-76455681034534562782008-09-02T02:31:00.000-07:002008-09-02T02:32:15.224-07:00<span class="t">pe drum de ţară<br />grâne căzute sub roţi -<br />ţărani istoviţi</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7645568103453456278?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Monica Trifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07277890785144269812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-20447181804288040632008-08-22T09:47:00.000-07:002008-08-26T23:11:20.587-07:00Ca o pictura<br />Crai Nou pe cerul noptii-<br />Fosnet de toamna.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Noapte cu luna-<br />Sub banca goala din parc<br />Concert cu greieri.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Ascunsi in bezna<br />La marginea soselei,<br />Plopi singurateci.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Noapte tarzie-<br />Piuind sub o creanga<br />Privighetoarea.<br /><br />*<br />Victoria Chitoveanu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2044718180428804063?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-74651156146235985342008-08-10T05:25:00.000-07:002008-08-10T05:31:29.226-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2yMrWZ7btmw/SJ7eR55mvfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ev-CaKg94Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0079.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2yMrWZ7btmw/SJ7eR55mvfI/AAAAAAAAAG8/ev-CaKg94Ls/s400/IMG_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232864216232672754" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><br />orasul doarme,<br />doar flacari la rasarit-<br />oglinda, marea<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7465115614623598534?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Monica Trifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07277890785144269812noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-71904450310315961472008-08-01T21:32:00.000-07:002008-08-01T21:34:34.226-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPjtIU1Q2I/AAAAAAAAAgU/hDoJmbhiOT4/s1600-h/SL272575.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPjtIU1Q2I/AAAAAAAAAgU/hDoJmbhiOT4/s320/SL272575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229773956775756642" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >reflectând viaţa,<br /> lacul lumini aprinde<br /> tăcerea vibrează<br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" ><br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7190445031031596147?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-33798855852472002692008-08-01T21:19:00.000-07:002008-08-01T21:22:19.170-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPgimbGpxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Nor8OL73j3g/s1600-h/SL272562.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPgimbGpxI/AAAAAAAAAgE/Nor8OL73j3g/s320/SL272562.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229770477341681426" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" > pânze deschise;<br />intersecţii de linii-<br />trecând în fugă...<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3379885585247200269?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-44861853319130312392008-08-01T21:14:00.000-07:002008-08-01T21:15:21.685-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPfMKVbjUI/AAAAAAAAAf8/DSSdKi1J_4E/s1600-h/SL272546.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPfMKVbjUI/AAAAAAAAAf8/DSSdKi1J_4E/s320/SL272546.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229768992332942658" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >plimbare pe chei;<br /> vise duse pe ape-<br /> în zare ţărmul<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4486185331913031239?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-2992623624571707652008-08-01T21:05:00.000-07:002008-08-01T21:08:40.043-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPdbgVvt6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/THLDcHiP5go/s1600-h/SL272545.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SJPdbgVvt6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/THLDcHiP5go/s320/SL272545.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229767056914626466" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" >seară de august<br /> trestii absorb tăcerea-<br /> neîmprejmuit<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-299262362457170765?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-35041281872841012482008-07-29T13:04:00.000-07:002008-07-29T13:05:16.426-07:00<object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=7,0,19,0" width="520" height="380"><param name="movie" value="http://www.calameo.com/viewer.swf?bkcode=00000352407128eaaa3cf&langid=en" /><param name="quality" value="high" /><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /><embed src="http://www.calameo.com/viewer.swf?bkcode=00000352407128eaaa3cf&langid=en" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="520" height="380" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"></embed></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3504128187284101248?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-79332303045772032682008-07-25T10:09:00.000-07:002008-07-25T10:11:05.517-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIoI_01qpEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/EbOc_z4EoLA/s1600-h/SL272515.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIoI_01qpEI/AAAAAAAAAfc/EbOc_z4EoLA/s320/SL272515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227000210125399106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">castel de nisip-<br /> val după val, năzuind<br /> spre mântuire<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7933230304577203268?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-34246330308809536922008-07-25T10:01:00.000-07:002008-07-25T10:03:36.131-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIoHL7S4nuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/g3c1qYhME8M/s1600-h/SL272495.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIoHL7S4nuI/AAAAAAAAAfU/g3c1qYhME8M/s320/SL272495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226998218993737442" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >linguri de lemn<br /> la stâlpul cerdacului-<br /> tăcerea moşilor<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3424633030880953692?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-43051883861150095862008-07-25T09:54:00.000-07:002008-07-25T09:56:34.193-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIoFkHSE6BI/AAAAAAAAAfM/DmBlRiqzlxU/s1600-h/SL272496.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIoFkHSE6BI/AAAAAAAAAfM/DmBlRiqzlxU/s320/SL272496.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226996435505178642" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> fântână cu flori;<br /> popas de un ceas sub umbrar-<br /> ciutură plină<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4305188386115009586?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-74658233726603520582008-07-21T23:00:00.000-07:002008-07-21T23:07:08.768-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIV3vLyA4YI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PAgon0MdaGQ/s1600-h/SL272492.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIV3vLyA4YI/AAAAAAAAAe8/PAgon0MdaGQ/s320/SL272492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225714595133448578" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">mii de pălării<br /> îndreptate spre mine-<br /> salut amical<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7465823372660352058?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-25668013487359595762008-07-21T22:52:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:58:18.458-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIV2BBlewsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9Dc0mCf7sV4/s1600-h/SL272469.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIV2BBlewsI/AAAAAAAAAe0/9Dc0mCf7sV4/s320/SL272469.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225712702610916034" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">gladiolă albă<br /> de Sfântul Ilie-dar <br /> adus zorilor. </span><br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2566801348735959576?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-37057237178421265662008-07-21T22:41:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:50:28.147-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVzQqKthdI/AAAAAAAAAes/XQS4z5gJhhY/s1600-h/SL272481.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVzQqKthdI/AAAAAAAAAes/XQS4z5gJhhY/s320/SL272481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225709672667645394" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">ciulini înfloriţi,<br /> viaţă neîngrădită-<br /> amurg vulnerabil<br /><br /><br /></span><br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3705723717842126566?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-62886782168238858142008-07-21T22:28:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:40:18.117-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVwNECwuMI/AAAAAAAAAek/nb6SwkKCpJE/s1600-h/SL272464.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVwNECwuMI/AAAAAAAAAek/nb6SwkKCpJE/s320/SL272464.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225706312359262402" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" > privind trandafiri...<br /> iubirea devine roz-<br /> seri liniştite<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6288678216823885814?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-57763312218428708012008-07-21T22:22:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:27:02.777-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVuua5L_II/AAAAAAAAAec/lLG6iOE8-P4/s1600-h/SL272465.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVuua5L_II/AAAAAAAAAec/lLG6iOE8-P4/s320/SL272465.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225704686405549186" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" > scări spre Dumnezeu<br /> împăcare cu lumea<br /> înţelegere<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5776331221842870801?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-4023853333065557802008-07-21T22:17:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:22:02.625-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVtnMEiOmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/R08beQzW4dY/s1600-h/SL272459.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVtnMEiOmI/AAAAAAAAAeU/R08beQzW4dY/s320/SL272459.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225703462655900258" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">rond de crăiţe<br /> greierii ţin isonul<br /> după-amiază<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-402385333306555780?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-75660617253508425702008-07-21T22:05:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:15:25.403-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVqy-Wu6lI/AAAAAAAAAeM/1UmSWKHwplU/s1600-h/SL272489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVqy-Wu6lI/AAAAAAAAAeM/1UmSWKHwplU/s320/SL272489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225700366597679698" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">pioşenie-<br /> cu feţele spre pământ,<br /> floarea soarelui<br /><br /></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7566061725350842570?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-17282246519215702692008-07-21T22:01:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:04:49.646-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVp1L8B0dI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2dpkiunPwvY/s1600-h/SL272476.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVp1L8B0dI/AAAAAAAAAeE/2dpkiunPwvY/s320/SL272476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225699305091879378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">moară de lemn-<br /> amintirea altor veri.<br /> măcinînd timpul<br /></span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1728224651921570269?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-30821023416826097812008-07-21T21:57:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:00:31.631-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVpFWmR1HI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Jgm5VOXLyI4/s1600-h/SL272454.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SIVpFWmR1HI/AAAAAAAAAd8/Jgm5VOXLyI4/s320/SL272454.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225698483319723122" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">în miezul verii<br /> fântână topind setea<br /> fior de linişte<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3082102341682609781?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-40095566227626432552008-07-17T01:13:00.000-07:002008-07-17T01:41:18.192-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7_anmH9TI/AAAAAAAAAck/hcPdb4LKidk/s1600-h/SL272281.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7_anmH9TI/AAAAAAAAAck/hcPdb4LKidk/s320/SL272281.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223893450566923570" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">panseluţe<br />şansonete colorate<br /> regrete dispar<br /><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4009556622762643255?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-56939591820727313202008-07-17T01:04:00.000-07:002008-07-17T01:11:42.725-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH793Jg3B4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/X_LCSdDh7N8/s1600-h/www.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH793Jg3B4I/AAAAAAAAAcc/X_LCSdDh7N8/s320/www.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223891741684729730" border="0" /></a><br /><br /> <div style="text-align: center;" id="alltext" name="alltext" width="586" fixed="" height="295"><div width="586" class="normalFont" id="step2text"><span style="font-family: Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: 8pt; color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" > flori pe nisip<br /> cântec pe ape-lumini<br /> vin din adâncuri </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5693959182072731320?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-34702220009462078712008-07-17T00:50:00.000-07:002008-07-17T01:01:15.556-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH76AtEkv8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/t4ioeijJ4ow/s1600-h/SL272398.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH76AtEkv8I/AAAAAAAAAcU/t4ioeijJ4ow/s320/SL272398.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223887507802079170" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;"> cântecul mării-<br /> armonie între cer <br /> şi pământ. <br /> universul devine poetic.<br /> restu-i fum şi cenuşă </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3470222000946207871?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-33518039612769484622008-07-17T00:37:00.000-07:002008-07-21T22:16:24.664-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH720nK5oiI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GEzlEiF7Kx4/s1600-h/SL272393.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH720nK5oiI/AAAAAAAAAcE/GEzlEiF7Kx4/s320/SL272393.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223884001524687394" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">prăvălindu-se...<br />lumina acoperă<br />strada cu bucurii<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3351803961276948462?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-78555613136615398202008-07-16T22:07:00.000-07:002008-07-16T22:16:54.404-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7VHCRS-SI/AAAAAAAAAb8/K4okfcSrgDU/s1600-h/SL272399.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7VHCRS-SI/AAAAAAAAAb8/K4okfcSrgDU/s320/SL272399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223846934641572130" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">arbust înflorit<br /> primăvară târzie-<br /> clopoţei în dar<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7855561313661539820?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-78619028947956999202008-07-16T21:57:00.000-07:002008-07-16T22:05:06.531-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7R8GnstLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6JqAOzQcGt8/s1600-h/ani07.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7R8GnstLI/AAAAAAAAAbw/6JqAOzQcGt8/s320/ani07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223843448295830706" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="font-size:100%;">ascultând Vivaldi <br /> amintiri din vară -în bol <br /> flori nostalgice <br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7861902894795699920?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-74572221716310149102008-07-16T21:48:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:55:10.287-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7P-kJKBKI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gUsnTzcpimg/s1600-h/SL272406.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7P-kJKBKI/AAAAAAAAAbo/gUsnTzcpimg/s320/SL272406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223841291557274786" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">un singur trunchi,<br /> iubire împlinită<br /> Philemon şi Baucis </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7457222171631014910?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-45002020740446158782008-07-16T21:42:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:46:55.303-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7N5WrGDSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nI_kyLDVSN4/s1600-h/PIC_0063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7N5WrGDSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/nI_kyLDVSN4/s320/PIC_0063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223839003018923298" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">înainte de zori<br /> remorcând vise-singur<br /> pe întinsul mării<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4500202074044615878?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-58789469403384036312008-07-16T21:34:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:41:09.471-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7Mid3a_tI/AAAAAAAAAbY/zPC8DumCYGo/s1600-h/PIC_0078.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7Mid3a_tI/AAAAAAAAAbY/zPC8DumCYGo/s320/PIC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223837510301056722" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">zvon de întreceri<br /> viaţă în largul mării:<br /> înţepând adâncul </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5878946940338403631?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-76137596263702671532008-07-16T21:26:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:56:17.986-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7KMuSoyZI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/areWRCkEueg/s1600-h/SL272394.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7KMuSoyZI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/areWRCkEueg/s320/SL272394.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223834937729796498" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">răsfăţ de vară<br />nici plopii nu freamătă<br />pişcând veşnicia<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7613759626370267153?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-84054786067053718102008-07-16T21:19:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:25:05.752-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7IbmjfHII/AAAAAAAAAbI/6x5_7Gc9XC4/s1600-h/SL272408.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7IbmjfHII/AAAAAAAAAbI/6x5_7Gc9XC4/s320/SL272408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223832994327764098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">sclipiri de stele;<br /> bucurii nenumărate <br /> în foşnet de flori </span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-8405478606705371810?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-55699306345398053272008-07-16T21:11:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:17:20.260-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7GhuQJoGI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6SSnMK9lLPs/s1600-h/SL272388.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7GhuQJoGI/AAAAAAAAAbA/6SSnMK9lLPs/s320/SL272388.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223830900450107490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">dimineaţă roz<br /> la o cafea: atingeri<br /> destăinuiri de flori </span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5569930634539805327?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-44418950343402427442008-07-16T21:02:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:09:46.847-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7EkxYQiJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/siMV1ztKJFY/s1600-h/SL272404.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7EkxYQiJI/AAAAAAAAAa4/siMV1ztKJFY/s320/SL272404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223828753805772946" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">dor de depărtări;<br /> vibraţii de viaţă<br /> aspirând zorile<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4441895034340242744?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-8973252984423438922008-07-16T20:56:00.000-07:002008-07-16T21:01:08.408-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7Dn46qZDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/R3ylXnIQWLU/s1600-h/SL272383.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7Dn46qZDI/AAAAAAAAAaw/R3ylXnIQWLU/s320/SL272383.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223827707857101874" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">zi înnorat</span><span style="font-size:100%;">ă</span><span style="font-size:100%;">,<br /> lopăţele în nisip<br /> copii după nori<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-897325298442343892?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-86380381050404825712008-07-16T20:50:00.000-07:002008-07-16T20:53:32.550-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7CCt4H8ZI/AAAAAAAAAao/3xiaKsPTqF8/s1600-h/SL272387.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7CCt4H8ZI/AAAAAAAAAao/3xiaKsPTqF8/s320/SL272387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223825969726878098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">copac doborât;<br /> urletul mării-şarpe<br /> ademenitor.<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-8638038105040482571?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-12050945642102750662008-07-16T20:46:00.000-07:002008-07-16T20:49:24.710-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7An92A0kI/AAAAAAAAAag/Ob90pt7DSKI/s1600-h/SL272409.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH7An92A0kI/AAAAAAAAAag/Ob90pt7DSKI/s320/SL272409.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223824410644894274" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;">flori în căruţă-<br /> limbajul culorilor<br /> înmoaie tristeţea.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1205094564210275066?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-33649954421679865452008-07-16T13:15:00.000-07:002008-07-16T13:17:17.901-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH5XH0hPzTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/1GwoNBqAjAc/s1600-h/SL272397.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH5XH0hPzTI/AAAAAAAAAaY/1GwoNBqAjAc/s320/SL272397.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223708409665146162" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;">plimbare pe mal;<br /> singur cu marea-amintiri <br /> din alte vieţi. </span><br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3364995442167986545?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-22024651180835378142008-07-16T13:02:00.000-07:002008-07-16T13:06:51.817-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH5UetEZY1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/w3782L1IBag/s1600-h/SL272381.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/SH5UetEZY1I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/w3782L1IBag/s320/SL272381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223705504267199314" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:100%;">zi fără soare,<br /> umbrele închise- doar<br /> inimi chircite.<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2202465118083537814?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-18959395141128923772008-07-13T09:35:00.000-07:002008-07-14T10:51:43.292-07:00Călduri de vară-<br />Pe asfalt proaspăt turnat<br />O floare de tei.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Dans de ciocârlii<br />Printre raze de soare-<br />Jos doar umbrele.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Noapte cu lună-<br />Privighetori şi greieri<br />Dau farmec clipei.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Ascunşi la umbră<br />Sub tufa de liliac-<br />Câini fără stăpân.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Fluture décor,<br />Nepăsându-i de soare-<br />Pe banca goală.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Freamăt de vară<br />In valuri transparente-<br />Ciripind vrăbii.<br />Victoria Chiţoveanu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1895939514112892377?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-15585988978523264702008-06-24T03:21:00.000-07:002008-06-24T03:22:36.859-07:00<span class="t">seară de vară-<br />printre crini mirositori<br />zumzăie bondari</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1558598897852326470?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Monica Trifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07277890785144269812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-42768119480641109622008-06-01T01:44:00.000-07:002008-06-01T01:52:09.900-07:00adie frunza<br />floare de nu-mă-uita<br />în privirea ta<br /><br /> * * *<br /><br />din ulciorul gol<br />în vreme de secetă<br />sare un gândac<br /><br /> * * *<br /><br />noapte de vară-<br />barca fără nici un far<br />caută malul<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4276811948064110962?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Monica Trifhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07277890785144269812noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-80482041543455979892008-04-30T11:32:00.000-07:002008-04-30T11:35:48.267-07:00Noapte ploioasă –<br />câte doi pe autostradă<br />melci îndrăgostiţi…<br /> *<br />Spălând norii<br />Mureşul curge lin –<br />albastru fluid<br />*<br />Pe malul apei<br />sălcii pletoase –<br />rugă de seară<br /> *<br />Tot mai singur<br />sub cer numărând<br />stele căzătoare…<br />*<br />Era să plouă –<br />dar norii s-au înecat<br />în Mureş<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-8048204154345597989?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-54025437321169497592007-08-14T02:30:00.000-07:002007-08-14T02:32:15.490-07:00(Secvenţă haiku)<br /><br /><strong>scăpând din mână<br />poza cu lotuşi roz –<br />bunicul slăbit<br /><br />soarele-ntre nori –<br />o floare de lotus roz<br />scuturându-se<br /><br />blitzul clipeşte –<br />pe filmul din aparat<br />floarea de lotus<br /><br />o adiere –<br />petala roz de lotus<br />ca o bărcuţă<br /><br />închizând ochii –<br />bunicul iar visează<br />lacul cu lotuşi<br /> </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5402543732116949759?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-60633664934853699972007-08-09T10:34:00.001-07:002007-08-13T10:28:57.603-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o-3Bxo2EfH8/RsCUwTzwHqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CGuhX-V-Lfg/s1600-h/IMG_0022alex.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098238335855369890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o-3Bxo2EfH8/RsCUwTzwHqI/AAAAAAAAAEE/CGuhX-V-Lfg/s320/IMG_0022alex.jpg" border="0" /></a>Singura prună<br />e pentru nepoţică -<br />obrejenie<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6063366493485369997?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-51527951793807994852007-08-09T10:16:00.001-07:002007-08-09T10:17:28.690-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o-3Bxo2EfH8/RrtMFjzwHnI/AAAAAAAAADs/wV6uCK977kc/s1600-h/DSC04555.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096751061695209074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o-3Bxo2EfH8/RrtMFjzwHnI/AAAAAAAAADs/wV6uCK977kc/s320/DSC04555.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5152795179380799485?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-29477608236624955042007-08-09T10:14:00.000-07:002007-08-09T10:15:37.779-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o-3Bxo2EfH8/RrtLljzwHmI/AAAAAAAAADk/K_IWNfLQIaI/s1600-h/DSC04556.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5096750511939395170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_o-3Bxo2EfH8/RrtLljzwHmI/AAAAAAAAADk/K_IWNfLQIaI/s320/DSC04556.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2947760823662495504?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-32966007393404199942007-08-05T23:01:00.000-07:002007-08-05T23:07:01.396-07:00Singură barza<br />Pe câmpul ars de soare<br />Pierit e vântul.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3296600739340419994?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>gabriela.marcianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838371062916358026noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-14231293934963045932007-08-02T04:20:00.000-07:002007-08-02T04:22:21.341-07:00<a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x54/damededaraa/Furnici11.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Foto: Dumitru Ungureanu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1423129393496304593?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-5906373309731034862007-07-29T10:00:00.000-07:002007-08-27T00:29:37.022-07:00Caldura a pus stapanire pe intreaga tara.O vara asa fierbinte nu am mai prins pana acum!Aerul uscat, tremurand, se ridica la cer in valuri transparente.In gradinita casei parintesti, amintirile isi fac loc,printre tufele de menta si busuioc, inflorind ca florile nalbei stropite in zori, proaspete de parca ieri ma masuram cu ele la inaltile. Zambesc in sinea mea:Cate serii au crescut, au inflorit, s-au scuturat de atunci? Merii in schimb, au imbatranit, imputinati de ramuri, ca niste batrani adusi de sale, privindu-ne parca cu seninatate si recunostinta prin golurile dintre ramuri ,pentru vizita. Cate-o scorbura mare, ca o carie, le-a transformat taria lemnului in putregai.<br />Nimeni nu se indura sa-i taie. Pe cine ar lasa sufletul sa taie merii copilariei?<br />Spe crengile lor:<br /><br />O buburuza<br />Zboara in sus si in jos-<br />E ultimul drum?<br /><br />Cu ochii in soare ii urmaresc zborul:Infoiata, pare un ghemulet rosu, cu bulinute si motoras, ascuns sub aripioare. O clipa dispare, ca mai apoi sa-si continuie zborul-de joaca, fara scop, fara sens.<br />Pe-o frunza de nalba, stralucind diamantin in bataia soarelui:<br /><br />Libelulele<br />Isi intind aripi fine<br />Pentru plecare.<br /><br />Doua, mare noroc pe mine, sa admir doua libelule odata!<br />Frematand din aripi, irizand in sidefuri aerul fierbinte din jurul lor, de la verde -transparent la cenusiu,de la albastru- cobalt la la violet-roz. Indecisa nu pot alege intre frumuseti. Imi intorc privirea la tufa de pedicuta, pe care s-a asezat un fluture:<br /><br />Mare si galben<br />Cu aripile stranse-<br />Doar antenele...<br /><br />care se misca neincetat, in cautarea perechii negasite,sau a unei flori neaflate, il dau de gol ca e viu.Pe verdele colbait, ca o pata de culoare, pare o reincarnare, a unui spirit bun si calator in timp si spatiu.<br /><br />Chiar si la umbra<br />Uscaciunea e mare-<br />Gradina frige!<br /><br />Agatat de o barna de la coltul casei parintesti, Condurul-Doamnei,pare sa fie in forma maxima: cu flori mari, galben-roscate,sprijinindu-se pe razele soarelui, cu pinteni tantosi.<br />Amintirile par sa curga si ele in valuri fierbinti, ca un izvor nesecat, de care timpul, timpurile, nu s-au putut atinge.<br />Parca astept sa aud glasul mamei:<br />-S-au copt placintele, aduceti scaunelele si cestile la masa de sub mar!<br />Amintirile poarta acum parfum de lapte fiert, si placinte calde cu branza si marar.<br /><br />Un scatiu grabit-<br />Cu el si buburuza<br />Pe ultimul drum.<br />Victoria Chitoveanu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-590637330973103486?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-12035206798907030152007-07-24T10:20:00.000-07:002007-07-24T10:41:11.932-07:00<div align="center">paşi tot mai şterşi<br />prin veri mereu altele –<br />mierlele-aceleaşi<br /><br />departe, în larg,<br />pescăruşi, spuma mării –<br />tot una<br /><br />ţîşnind în amurg<br />rîndunelele-n roiuri –<br />valuri stinse la mal<br /><br />o albină<br />în rochiţa rîndunicii –<br />în jur doar cicoare<br /><br />stejaru-n freamăt,<br />pinu-n lentă legănare...<br />marea abia-ncreţită<br /><br />citind haiku<br />în umbra unui vişin –<br />planînd, un pescăruş<br /><br />plopul cel singur<br />şi răsuflarea mării –<br />trec anotimpurile<br /><br />tihna siestei –<br />un copil se caţără pînă-n<br />vîrful pomului<br /><br />ţipete de copii<br />topite-n amiaza fierbinte –<br />sub umbrar nostalgii<br /><br />pînă şi plopu-i<br />toropit de arşiţă –<br />un tril abia şoptit<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1203520679890703015?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-10492760139165859242007-07-23T01:00:00.000-07:002007-07-23T01:01:10.246-07:00<a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x54/damededaraa/stea5.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1049276013916585924?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-1701782509693005002007-07-19T21:27:00.001-07:002007-07-19T21:54:56.250-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RqA56HwO83I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2q_tukqVuDA/s1600-h/anivvv6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RqA56HwO83I/AAAAAAAAAFw/2q_tukqVuDA/s320/anivvv6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089131249605210994" border="0" /></a><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" ></span><span style="font-size:130%;">mister şi alint;<br />tăcerea se prelinge<br />pe flori şi pe zid.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-170178250969300500?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-43063174563915466952007-07-19T21:18:00.000-07:002007-07-19T21:56:26.525-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RqA38nwO82I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lUdeB9U1DLA/s1600-h/L8-fan11iie.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RqA38nwO82I/AAAAAAAAAFo/lUdeB9U1DLA/s320/L8-fan11iie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5089129093531628386" border="0" /></a><br /><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><b style=""><span style="font-size:18;">Oraş moleşit;<br />la fântană se joacă:<br />păsări şi copii<br /><o:p></o:p></span></b></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4306317456391546695?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-54587746405028286562007-07-11T01:31:00.000-07:002007-07-15T01:32:57.048-07:00* * *<br />Privind spre zare<br />Dincolo de oceane<br />Unde eşti suflet?<br /><br />* * *<br />Peste paşii şterşi<br />Ţipete de pescăruşi -<br />Marea cu ochi verzi.<br /><br />* * *<br />Ghioci sparţi de val<br />Visele verii trecute<br />Freamătă, marea -<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5458774640502828656?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>gabriela.marcianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838371062916358026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-2685476596082002822007-07-05T13:23:00.000-07:002007-07-15T01:32:43.804-07:00zâmbet de copil<br />arme aşteaptă tăcute<br />pe câmpul verde -<br />nori de ploaie risipiţi<br />la marginea cerului<br /><br />*<br /><br />seară de vară<br />vânt la poarta cerului -<br />bătrâna coase<br />pasărea paradisului<br />văzută în fereastră<br /><br />*<br /><br />mlădiţe de grâu<br />şi-o ţandără de soare<br />întinse pe pânză -<br />picături de ploaie curg<br />pe geamuri aburite<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-268547659608200282?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-79133276594741066162007-07-04T01:49:00.000-07:002007-07-15T01:32:20.635-07:00Răcoarea tare a nopţii pătrunde în adâncul acestei clipe. absenţa ta face acele de ceas să arate ca nişte păsări fără aripi; nu vii dar nu pot nega existenţa fiecărei bătăi pentru oră. vântul din o mie de direcţii nu-mi îngăduie să ezit şi clapele încep să cânte ca un cord abia peceptibil într-o respiraţie uşoară.<br /><br /><br />acorduri stinse -<br />imensitatea nopţii<br />în vântul proaspăt<br /><br /><br />şi pentru o secundă nu mai simt că-mi sunt, muzica răsună, nori albi încercuiesc aerul ameţitor, o pată de culoare zboară în copac. sorb râsul tău de perlă din clapele ce saltă sub rostogolirea de sunete.<br /><br /><br />tulburătoare<br />penumbră şi trecere -<br />muzica inimii<br /><br /><br />întunericul e în lumina visului, o undă, glasul lunii atât de uriaş acoperă aceste note calde, tandre cine să-şi poată închipui unde se opresc.<br /><br /><br />vâltori de alb<br />în nopţi întunecate -<br />miresme de suflet<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7913327659474106616?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-21199692308126126072007-07-03T21:25:00.000-07:002007-07-05T11:17:30.628-07:00Soare arzator-<br />La fantana secata<br />Rugi pentru ploaie.<br /><br />*<br /><br />Batrani in genunchi<br />Cu ochii la icoane -<br />Ploua cu lacrimi.<br /><br />*<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2119969230812612607?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-5462543718501047462007-07-02T07:04:00.000-07:002007-07-02T07:29:17.702-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i8bLtPph-Ug/RokEy5ErsxI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JUJj5Or3GNc/s1600-h/Burning+summer+sky+ahermin+and+taneda+santoka.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5082598926824747794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_i8bLtPph-Ug/RokEy5ErsxI/AAAAAAAAAXw/JUJj5Or3GNc/s400/Burning+summer+sky+ahermin+and+taneda+santoka.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center">deasupra capului -</div><div align="center">cerul aprins al verii,</div><div align="center">umblînd şi cerşind</div><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-546254371850104746?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-14392659723434496012007-07-01T02:03:00.000-07:002007-07-15T01:31:38.645-07:00<a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/Acelceva.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/Acelceva.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1439265972343449601?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Tanasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03600850257136389824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-45523628420996053752007-07-01T02:00:00.000-07:002007-07-15T01:31:38.646-07:00<a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/ruptevietii.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/ruptevietii.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4552362842099605375?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Tanasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03600850257136389824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-89985379021786121162007-06-30T01:48:00.000-07:002007-07-15T01:31:38.646-07:00<a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/GrindinaHaishin.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/GrindinaHaishin.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-8998537902178612116?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Tanasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03600850257136389824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-77756714204518686632007-06-29T02:44:00.000-07:002007-06-29T03:37:49.679-07:00<a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"><img src="http://i186.photobucket.com/albums/x54/damededaraa/5250979310717micsorata8.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7775671420451868663?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-32217828331245602742007-06-28T00:59:00.000-07:002007-06-29T00:48:20.432-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><br />vară senină –<br />printre flori de cicoare<br />doi ochi de copil<br /><br />un uliu de veghe -<br />în creştetul plopilor<br />adieri de mir<br /><br />flori de cîmp în buchet –<br />o furnică pierdută<br />în părul de pe braţ<br /><br />fagi înalţi şi drepţi –<br />în glasul drumeţilor<br />sfiala pădurii<br /><br />ultimul tunet –<br />pătrunse de lumină<br />coacăze-n amurg<br /><br />muşchi reavăn sub fagi –<br />raze iscodind triluri<br />ascunse-n frunziş<br /><br />urcuş spre coamă –<br />neputincios fluieră<br />trenul din vale<br /><br />a stat ploaia – <br />în scobitură cerul<br />şi ace de brad<br /><br />o zi în sunet<br />de crengi frămîntate de vînt –<br />aproape o viaţă<br /><br />strîns tot<br />în tremurul frunzelor –<br />plop în cîmpul gol<br /><br />nori albi şi mulcomi<br />destrămîndu-se-n azur –<br />pe-un pai zor de furnici<br /><br />păşind neauziţi<br />pe acele de brad –<br />plin de rost, vîntul<br /><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3221782833124560274?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-48676127754233051952007-06-27T03:33:00.000-07:002007-06-28T01:08:51.085-07:00În geamul deschis<br />O şoaptă de iubire -<br />Singur crinul roz.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4867612775423305195?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>gabriela.marcianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838371062916358026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-36914503728201694832007-06-26T22:12:00.000-07:002007-06-28T01:08:51.086-07:00Un tren şerpuind<br />Inima mea singură<br />Unde mai pleacă?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3691450372820169483?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>gabriela.marcianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838371062916358026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-22131851127469565852007-06-26T22:10:00.000-07:002007-06-28T01:08:51.086-07:00* * *<br /><br />Drum spre orizont<br />Un pui de şarpe în praf<br />Început de zi.<br /><br />* * *<br /><br />Fire de iarbă<br />Sânziene în soare<br />Se aud cosaşi<br /><br />* * *<br /><br />Soare la apus<br />Cărăbuşi întârziaţi<br />Poteci de vară.<br /><br />* * *<br />Câini lătrând vesel<br />Ziua care se stinge<br />Cu prieteni dragi.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2213185112746956585?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>gabriela.marcianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838371062916358026noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-41579927682168616112007-06-24T06:23:00.000-07:002007-06-24T06:34:16.698-07:00<strong>Înfloresc în zori</strong><br /><strong>lotuşi în parcul Felix –</strong><br /><strong>numai paznicul</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Zi călduroasă –</strong><br /><strong>în parcarea Muncelului</strong><br /><strong>doar o Dacie</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Ropot de ploaie –</strong><br /><strong>sub streşini şi umbrele</strong><br /><strong>vrăbii şi turişti</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Concert de greieri –</strong><br /><strong>în balcon la Muncelul</strong><br /><strong>câţiva spectatori</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Zbor pe-nserate –</strong><br /><strong>în zig-zag, rândunica</strong><br /><strong>la vânătoare</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Din primul balcon</strong><br /><strong>sare sticla cu apă –</strong><br /><strong>nuntă de pisici</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4157992768216861611?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-51484340320412301332007-06-24T05:41:00.000-07:002007-06-24T05:44:27.694-07:00<strong>în zorii zilei –</strong><br /><strong>soarele colorează</strong><br /><strong>câţiva norişori</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>o ciocârlie</strong><br /><strong>cântându-şi trilurile –</strong><br /><strong>ţăranii prăşind</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>nici un nor pe cer –</strong><br /><strong>doar cumpăna fântânii</strong><br /><strong>se leagănă rar</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>tril de ciocârlii –</strong><br /><strong>un pâlc de sânziene</strong><br /><strong>legănându-se</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>zburând lângă râu</strong><br /><strong>calul-dracului –</strong><br /><strong>soarele pe cer</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5148434032041230133?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-34288920464031131532007-06-24T05:34:00.000-07:002007-06-24T05:40:56.216-07:00<strong>un stol de grauri</strong><br /><strong>ciugulind cireşele –</strong><br /><strong>lângă fetiţă</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>după amiază –</strong><br /><strong>rămasă pe o creangă</strong><br /><strong>doar o cireaşă</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>cireş desfrunzit –</strong><br /><strong>printre crengile rare</strong><br /><strong>o singură stea</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3428892046403113153?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-59337896898400254742007-06-16T22:39:00.000-07:002007-07-05T11:05:48.348-07:00Vara fierbinte-<br />Ciresele coboara<br />in panerase.<br /><br /> *<br /><br />Pe creanga din varf<br />O mana de cirese,<br />Doar pentru vrabii.<br /><br /> *<br /><br />Cirese rosii<br />Prinse la urechiuse-<br />Doar voie-buna.<br /><br /> *<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5933789689840025474?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-55795416072066400502007-06-14T09:05:00.000-07:002007-06-24T06:14:46.198-07:00<a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/Filealbastre.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/Filealbastre.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5579541607206640050?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Tanasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03600850257136389824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-67505362494037972772007-06-14T08:57:00.000-07:002007-06-24T06:14:12.936-07:00<a href="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/HAIGA2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 320px;" alt="" src="http://i60.photobucket.com/albums/h6/contraste/Haiku/HAIGA2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6750536249403797277?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Tanasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03600850257136389824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-46187189249394031402007-06-12T14:22:00.001-07:002007-06-12T14:22:30.258-07:00<a href="http://technorati.com/claim/pxgfphcvg2" rel="me">Technorati Profile</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4618718924939403140?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-79724615633978879142007-06-11T22:10:00.001-07:002007-06-11T22:11:40.976-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4q4c31n1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/SLztSwMbyCc/s1600-h/ani0yyy1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4q4c31n1I/AAAAAAAAACQ/SLztSwMbyCc/s320/ani0yyy1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075040979404562258" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" > intins pe nisip</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >de fiecare dată:</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >una cu totul.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7972461563397887914?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-34473184539176992822007-06-11T22:04:00.001-07:002007-06-11T22:06:11.698-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4plc31n0I/AAAAAAAAACI/cCOXmtTkVDw/s1600-h/ani9jjj2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4plc31n0I/AAAAAAAAACI/cCOXmtTkVDw/s320/ani9jjj2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075039553475419970" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" > visul renaşte-</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >la porţi in amulg;</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >scuturând teii.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3447318453917699282?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-43720262591951187622007-06-11T21:55:00.001-07:002007-06-11T21:58:05.023-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4nn831nzI/AAAAAAAAACA/UUcpSZnJdqU/s1600-h/ani0uu57.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4nn831nzI/AAAAAAAAACA/UUcpSZnJdqU/s320/ani0uu57.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075037397401837362" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" > ivită pe crengi-</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >geometrie fractală:</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" >opal reflectând.</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4372026259195118762?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-64129760688496856592007-06-11T21:45:00.000-07:002007-06-11T21:51:49.936-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4lXs31nyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/SoAh4JeGTno/s1600-h/an333n2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/Rm4lXs31nyI/AAAAAAAAAB4/SoAh4JeGTno/s320/an333n2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075034919205707554" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" > linişte in crâng;</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" > mut e şipotul apei,</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:130%;" >doar ciocârlia…</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6412976068849685659?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-78032034618818990402007-06-11T11:38:00.000-07:002007-07-05T11:10:42.169-07:00Muzica noptii:<br />Privighetori si greieri<br />acordandu-se,<br />O stea fulgerand cerul<br />dispare dupa dealuri.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7803203461881899040?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-70225995663007755242007-06-10T23:35:00.000-07:002007-06-10T23:37:31.395-07:00<div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"><br />halde de steril<br />împînzite de maci –<br />trenul prea grăbit<br /><br />dude răscoapte –<br />gust de copilărie<br />strivită pe-asfalt<br /><br />vechi melodii<br />unduind în vîntul verii –<br />plictis voluptuos<br /><br />trafic sufocant –<br />pe sus, răsfăţîndu-se <br />nori albi şi pufoşi<br /><br />un tril de mierlă<br />peste chitara-n surdină –<br />susur de frunze<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7022599566300775524?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-64664733723055275422007-06-10T21:37:00.000-07:002007-06-10T23:39:17.299-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7qGJb9BRvs4/RmzR-n4b3BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J6qVvy9Rsno/s1600-h/Vremea+graului.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074661753927490578" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_7qGJb9BRvs4/RmzR-n4b3BI/AAAAAAAAAAM/J6qVvy9Rsno/s320/Vremea+graului.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6466473372305527542?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Tanasehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03600850257136389824noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-20803422753735048782007-06-10T10:32:00.000-07:002007-06-10T10:35:23.498-07:00Plopii albi subţiri<br />în oglinda lacului<br />şi flori de lotus –<br />cascade de lumină<br />deschid cerul mohorât<br /><br />răcoarea nopţii –<br />o luntre alunecă<br />printre lotuşi albi<br /><br />nori grei de apă<br />la marginea cerului<br />furtuna aproape –<br />vântul risipeşte<br />petalele de lotus<br /><br />şiruri de piscuri<br />printre aburi de ceaţă –<br />jos cărări spre lac<br /><br />liniştea serii<br />printre trestii şi lotuşi<br />o căprioară –<br />umbre contopite în<br />linia orizontului<br /><br />splendoarea zilei -<br />lebede graţioase<br />plutesc lin pe lac<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2080342275373504878?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-30513860094138765992007-06-07T09:46:00.000-07:002007-06-25T23:26:10.426-07:00In miez de vara-<br />Fosnetul ierbii,cu glas<br />de ingeri jertfiti.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-3051386009413876599?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>victoriahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08952633902353085971noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-23443263655851796012007-06-03T12:39:00.000-07:002007-06-03T12:46:50.460-07:00<div style="text-align: center;">un bec se stinge<br />şi se-aprinde ezitant –<br />mierla cheamă zorii<br /><br /><br />crengi îngreunate<br />oferindu-şi roadele –<br />cireşele-s coapte<br /><br /><br />tremurul frunzei<br />în căldura amiezii –<br />dumbrava de-arini<br /><br /><br />cînd şi cînd un fir<br />de paing lucind prin frunziş –<br />vară senină<br /><br /><br />ţarina arsă –<br />doar într-un ochi de apă<br />adînc, seninul<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-2344326365585179601?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Corneliu Traian Atanasiuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04637896718962429610noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-19094280430860011892007-06-03T09:59:00.000-07:002007-06-10T23:40:56.075-07:00Magdalena Dale şi Cristina Rusu<br /><br /><br /><br />iar mă regăsesc<br />în lacrima sărată<br />dintre pleoape,<br />sau în stropul de ploaie<br />pe-o floare de trandafir (MD)<br /><br /><br />frânturi de vis<br />dorul copilăriei<br />ca drum de întoarcere -<br />un curcubeu în zare<br />peste arcul timpului (CR)<br /><br /><br />atât de multe<br />nopţi fără de lună...<br />în absenţa ei<br />perlele de rouă<br />luminându-mi viaţa (MD)<br /><br /><br />...şi atât de goală<br />această tristă clipă<br />umbrindu-mi ochii -<br />limpezi ecouri târzii<br />în arşiţa unei veri (CR)<br /><br /><br />* cele două tanka ale poetei Magdalena Dale sunt extrase din volumul "Perle de rouă".<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1909428043086001189?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cristina Rusunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-64262064291522101472007-06-03T09:48:00.001-07:002007-06-03T09:48:59.959-07:00<strong>That a letter<br />flying one white butterfly –<br />evening over the field<br /><br />Ca o scrisoare<br />zburând un fluture alb –<br />zori peste câmp </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-6426206429152210147?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-71848064960232808282007-06-03T09:45:00.000-07:002007-06-03T09:46:24.278-07:00<strong>At evening –<br />I’m writing my memories<br />on a poppy’s petal.<br /><br />Spre seară îmi scriu<br />pe o petală de mac,<br />amintirile.</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-7184806496023280828?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-49767307069359131012007-06-03T09:17:00.000-07:002007-06-03T09:22:19.048-07:00<strong>The field of wheat – <br />among the poppies on bloom <br />only one corn flower<br /><br />Lanul de grâu –<br />printre macii înfloriţi<br />numai o albăstrea </strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4976730706935913101?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-226480520384517372007-06-03T09:14:00.000-07:002007-06-03T09:16:21.036-07:00<strong>At dawn <br />the lotus are blooming –<br />only one tourist<br /><br />de dimineaţă<br />lotusul înflorind –<br />doar un turist</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-22648052038451737?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-57243771776579425752007-06-03T09:09:00.000-07:002007-06-03T09:10:58.966-07:00<strong>The cricket singing<br />under the blades of grass –<br />the moonlight<br /><br />Greier ţârâind </strong><br /><strong>de sub fire de iarbă –</strong><br /><strong>lumina lunii</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5724377177657942575?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-49694979469838323362007-06-03T09:05:00.001-07:002007-06-03T09:08:57.843-07:00<strong>A dry summer –</strong><br /><strong>through the high cliffs, </strong><br /><strong>an edelweiss </strong><br /><br /><strong>Vară secetoasă –</strong><br /><strong>pe stâncile înalte</strong><br /><strong>o floare de colţ</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-4969497946983832336?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-14423854883972659062007-06-03T08:55:00.000-07:002007-06-03T08:56:36.310-07:00<strong>The sunflower <br />guarding the corn field – <br />fidelity <br /> <br />Floarea- soarelui<br />păzind lanul de porumb –<br />fidelitate</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1442385488397265906?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-53321851620103511782007-06-03T07:36:00.000-07:002007-06-03T09:46:54.667-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RmLSdVek6UI/AAAAAAAAABw/FdEXJcTxMyg/s1600-h/ani3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RmLSdVek6UI/AAAAAAAAABw/FdEXJcTxMyg/s320/ani3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071847531796031810" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="border-style: none none dotted; border-color: -moz-use-text-color -moz-use-text-color windowtext; border-width: medium medium 3pt; padding: 0cm 0cm 1pt;"><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size:16;">p</span></b><span lang="DA" style="font-size:18;">â</span><b><span style="font-size:16;">lc de mesteceni;<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><div> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size:16;">floarea-soarelui la gard-<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p class="MsoNormal" style="border: medium none ; padding: 0cm; text-align: center;"><b><span style="font-size:16;">v</span></b><span lang="DA" style="font-size:18;">â</span><b><span style="font-size:16;">ntul buciumă.</span></b></p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-5332185162010351178?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-15426033667097689772007-06-03T07:29:00.000-07:002007-06-03T09:42:35.124-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RmLQ9Fek6TI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZWoZo3aQl2g/s1600-h/ani900.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_l0Ts308VIkQ/RmLQ9Fek6TI/AAAAAAAAABo/ZWoZo3aQl2g/s320/ani900.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071845878233622834" border="0" /></a><br /> <p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size:16;">c</span></b><span lang="DA" style="font-size:18;">â</span><b><span style="font-size:16;">mp ing</span></b><span style="font-size:18;">ă</span><b><span style="font-size:16;">lbenit-<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size:16;">neghina inflorit</span></b><span style="font-size:18;">ă</span><b><span style="font-size:16;">;<o:p></o:p></span></b></p><div style="text-align: center;"> </div><p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size:16;">cuc singur pe gard.<o:p></o:p></span></b></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="font-size:16;"><o:p> </o:p></span></b></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-1542603366709768977?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>anisoarahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04092370662333185006noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2509258799937491724.post-2072958814531333812007-06-02T10:14:00.001-07:002007-06-02T10:14:59.509-07:00<strong>Evening in the park –<br />abandoned on the bench<br />the jazz CD<br /><br />Seara în parc –<br />părăsit pe o bancă<br />CD-ul de jazz</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2509258799937491724-207295881453133381?l=atanasiu.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Maria Tirenescunoreply@blogger.com0