tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63084107379340412052011-07-07T17:46:50.520-07:00SIRENES D'ALTA MARTransparènciaCèliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09937123641993376304noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-37768062738174676732010-03-23T11:06:00.001-07:002010-03-23T11:06:57.929-07:00OLOR DE MAR PLATÍ<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/S5kmesJyr-I/AAAAAAAAKag/TIUIT5IXS-Q/s1600-h/Platja+llarga+090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/S5kmesJyr-I/AAAAAAAAKag/TIUIT5IXS-Q/s320/Platja+llarga+090.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: xx-small;">Fot. Cèlia (Mediterrània)</span></div><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">El mar esquitxa plors</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">i desitjos</span></span></b><br /><b><span><span style="font-size: large;">i grans policromies</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">de tristeses.</span></span></b><br /><b><span><span style="font-size: large;">El seu color platí</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">esquerda retrobaments antagònics.</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">Una plàtera de somnis</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">i somriures</span></span></b><br /><b><span><span style="font-size: large;">maquilla blasfèmies d'una pigmentació</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">anònima i blana.</span></span></b><br /><b><span><span style="font-size: large;">La seva veu brava</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">escup esgarips d'esperances estrafetes</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">amb les mans buides</span></span></b><br /><b><span><span style="font-size: large;">i els ulls tancats.</span></span></b><br /><b><span style="font-family: Georgia,"Times New Roman",serif;"><span style="font-size: large;">La constància</span></span></b><br /><b><span><span style="font-size: large;">no la vaig perdre mai.</span></span></b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-3776806273817467673?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèlianoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-83936304141104014842010-01-31T13:34:00.000-08:002010-03-23T12:21:58.726-07:00L'OR DE LA MEDITERRÀNIA<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/S2XyNyS2OKI/AAAAAAAAKTE/ZQOW2utrKXc/s1600-h/corall.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/S2XyNyS2OKI/AAAAAAAAKTE/ZQOW2utrKXc/s320/corall.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background-color: black; color: white; text-align: left;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="color: purple; font-family: Candara;"> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Candara;">Molta gent es pensa que les sirenes som dones amb cua de peix, però ara ja no és així. Un dia varem sortir de l’aigua i encara no podem tornar. Ens van expulsar del mar mes el cor s’hi va quedar. Un dia us explicaré perquè.<o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Candara;">Cada dia recordo com, de petita, nedava i em sentia lliure sota l’aigua. De tant en tant ens trobàvem amb els nostres cosins els dofins i jugàvem fins que els nostres pares ens cridaven perquè ens allunyàvem massa de casa nostra. Vivíem al fons marí envoltats de corall vermell i, per això, ara, a totes les finestres de casa els poso alguna flor vermella, m’hi fa recordar la infantesa... <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: Candara;">Sempre hi planto roses i</span><b><span style="font-family: Candara;"> roselles, azalees, clavells vermells, gerberes, begònies, sàlvia vermella, tulipes, calanxoes ... tot l’any ben vermell perquè em senti com si hagués tornat cap a casa.<o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="color: purple; text-align: justify;"><b><span style="font-family: Candara;">I les finestres, pobretes, demanen a crits que les pinti. Gairebé escolto els seus plors cada vespre quan rego les flors, però són imaginacions meves. M’hi repenjo una estoneta i escolto la remor del mar i els gemecs de molts cors de sirenes plorant perquè algun dia puguem retornar... I per això he decidit de fer-ho, un color rosadet perquè les flors hi destaquin encara més i s’assemblin a l’or de <st1:personname productid="la mediterrània. I" w:st="on">la mediterrània. I</st1:personname> fixeu-vos com és la vida que avui, en repenjar-m’hi m’ha semblat escoltar alguns somriures...</span></b></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><object height="132" width="353"><embed src="http://www.goear.com/files/external.swf?file=60d0531" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" quality="high" width="353" height="132"></embed></object><br /><div class="MsoNormal"><b><span style="color: purple; font-family: Candara;"><o:p></o:p></span></b></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-8393630414110401484?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09937123641993376304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-31179093607364541972009-04-08T06:20:00.001-07:002010-03-23T12:21:17.922-07:00ENYOR<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gyz6hS3zIMY/SdylAAt3zAI/AAAAAAAACAw/wOv_ZNTju18/s1600-h/ratetamiquey+%2813%29.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322310279256067074" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Gyz6hS3zIMY/SdylAAt3zAI/AAAAAAAACAw/wOv_ZNTju18/s200/ratetamiquey+%2813%29.jpg" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 150px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 200px;" /></a><br /><b>La platja enyora brogit</b><br /><b>mentre la llum del món</b><br /><b>s'apaga</b><br /><b>per amagar amors i nostàlgies.</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><b>Un dofí cerca un jaç</b><br /><b>de color de mar.</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><b>I quan dansa en l'horitzó</b><br /><b>tanco els ulls</b><br /><b>mentre la pluja</b><br /><b>em mulla l'ànima.</b><br /><b><br /></b><br /><b>Un cranc cerca un jaç</b><br /><b>de color de plor.</b><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-3117909360736454197?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèliahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09937123641993376304noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-8570474887735504812008-12-12T13:14:00.001-08:002008-12-15T12:58:31.408-08:00OBSCURITAT<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/STqyq8LZB0I/AAAAAAAAHRQ/Xm3ckk9p7W8/s1600-h/photo_64.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 275px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/STqyq8LZB0I/AAAAAAAAHRQ/Xm3ckk9p7W8/s320/photo_64.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276726364196112194" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Fades,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">que s'emporten</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">penombres amb tuls</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">i follets</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">que despullen</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">lligams foscants.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Somnis d’inflexions</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">netes,</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">letàrgies de tons</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">serens.</span><br /><br /><a href="http://zel-aramateix.blogspot.com/">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elAnjdmzuHA<br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-857047488773550481?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèlianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-89208258666123155322008-12-02T10:30:00.000-08:002008-12-02T10:31:35.147-08:00NIMFES MARINES<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/SSWuhtWmJyI/AAAAAAAAHNM/0SsMUyJbhIg/s1600-h/b47zoko8.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 244px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/SSWuhtWmJyI/AAAAAAAAHNM/0SsMUyJbhIg/s320/b47zoko8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270810833040320290" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" lang="ES">Nimfes del mar,<o:p></o:p></span> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">Deixeu-me navegar</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">pels vostres cabells<br /></span></p><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">avellanats.</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">Ensenyeu-me a cantar </span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">el cants més àvols,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">i tocar la siringa<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">dels antics…<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">Deposeu-me al fons</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">de l'aigua pàl·lida,</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">entre el sol ambrat</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">i la lluna<span style=""> </span>narceïna.</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">Deixeu-me restar <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">dins la corol·la labiada<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">dels vostres esculls</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">per somriure malenconiosa</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">dels pèrfids pensaments<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">dels vostres llavis.</span><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;"><o:p></o:p></span></p> <p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">Deixeu-me estirar la sirga</span></p><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" lang="ES">per estimar-vos dins del mar</span><p style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" class="Estndard"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">i enfilar-me en vostres roques</span></p><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">sense por.</span></span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" ><object width="425" height="349"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fC9-mlWxVes&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fC9-mlWxVes&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x402061&color2=0x9461ca&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"></embed></object></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-8920825866612315532?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèlianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-15182015356540772432008-12-02T10:25:00.000-08:002008-12-02T10:32:18.092-08:00TRANSPARÈNCIA D'ÀNIMA<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/SR3btnUcd6I/AAAAAAAAFgk/82-uDrJCcHU/s1600-h/beyond_belief.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 229px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/SR3btnUcd6I/AAAAAAAAFgk/82-uDrJCcHU/s320/beyond_belief.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268608715788679074" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">Sobre les roques<br /><br />els llavis<br /><br />s'unien<br /><br />en el més pur<br /><br />desig<br /><br />de coneixença.<br /><br /><br />Encalmava l'ànima<br /><br />la suggeridora melodia<br /><br />dels seus cants seductors,<br /><br />mentre l'aire blindat<br /><br />s'enduia notes com corimbes<br /><br />cicatritzant pors,<br /><br />guarint torbaments.<br /><br /><br />Bescanviaven somnis<br /><br />imatges de terra<br /><br />imatges de mar<br /><br />transparències d'aigua<br /><br />transparències d’ànima.<br /><br /><br />Sobre les roques<br /><br />els òrgans<br /><br />s'unien<br /><br />en el més pur<br /><br />desig<br /><br />de coneixença.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-1518201535654077243?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèlianoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6308410737934041205.post-74424171785180747212008-12-02T10:22:00.000-08:002008-12-02T10:32:49.178-08:00SIRENES<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/SRR60lbnbBI/AAAAAAAAFgM/WCBSVzawDRw/s1600-h/3725710-lg.jpeg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0HLmOJ2U8aQ/SRR60lbnbBI/AAAAAAAAFgM/WCBSVzawDRw/s320/3725710-lg.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265968908122680338" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:georgia;font-size:130%;" >Vostres veus</span> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">porten el verí</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">de la inconsciència:</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">en l'aigua clara,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">la mar valenta,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">la sorra tèbia,</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">el sol ardent.</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">Vostres cants</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">no em deixen</span></p> <p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">resistir...</span></p><p class="Estndard" style="font-family:georgia;"><span lang="ES" style="font-size:130%;">D'on surt la vostra llegenda?</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6308410737934041205-7442417178518074721?l=sirenescaelius.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Cèlianoreply@blogger.com1