poems of Amelia October 30, 2018

Dolphins of the green water birds of the skies

Amelia Beatriz

The bulls in the fields running up to the cedars and in the village the amaranth flourished there was a great river near this grove the dolphins grew up like flowers in this place the water's end birds of the green skies green and delicate trees bloomed near the village the great extension of ipês amarelos covered the mountains with branches now bloomed, and the juritis sang their song of peace Toucans and phallus sang the mushroom blooming on the green branches of the cedar trees the wild cats miava so much to see green grapes that the echoing noise was heard from the other side of the forest where the amaranth flowers and lilies more flourished hares and wild boar ran through the mountains all were wet in the cold of dew only near the cliff they stopped it seemed that they were escaping from some hunter the waterfall the stream dead trees returned to flourish little birds built nests in sprouted branches birds flew like angels messengers in the skies the cunpizeiro in the field all full of ants horses ran like angels abandoned near the green amaranth the wind blew her best song that made my heart want to touch the blue clouds of the heavens and lift me still more go near the moonlight and the other glittering planets made angels or jurliny rolinhas always singing to the mother nature and eating many singing mushrooms made a goldfinch The bulls in the fields running up to the cedars and in the village the amaranth flourished there was a great river near this grove the dolphins grew up like flowers in this place the water's end birds of the green skies green and delicate trees bloomed near the village the great extension of ipês amarelos covered the mountains with branches now bloomed, and the juritis sang their song of peace Toucans and phallus sang the mushroom blooming on the green branches of the cedar trees the wild cats miava so much to see green grapes that the echoing noise was heard from the other side of the forest where the amaranth flowers and lilies more flourished hares and wild boar ran through the mountains all were wet in the cold of dew only near the cliff they stopped it seemed that they were escaping from some hunter the waterfall the stream dead trees returned to flourish little birds built nests in sprouted branches birds flew like angels messengers in the skies the cunpizeiro in the field all full of ants horses ran like angels abandoned near the green amaranth the wind blew her best song that made my heart want to touch the blue clouds of the heavens and lift me still more go near the moonlight and the other glittering planets made angels or jurliny rolinhas always singing to the mother nature and eating many singing mushrooms made a goldfinch The horses in the fields running along to the cedars and in the village the amaranth flourished there was a great river near this grove the daffodils grew like flowers in this place the water's end birds of the green skies green and delicate trees bloomed near the village the great extension of ipês amarelos covered the mountains with branches now bloomed, and the juritis sang their song of peace Toucans and phallus sang the mushroom blooming on the green branches of the cedar trees the wild cats miava so much to see green grapes that the echoing noise was heard from the other side of the forest where the amaranth flowers and lilies more flourished hares and wild boar ran through the mountains all were wet in the cold of dew only near the cliff they stopped it seemed that they were escaping from some hunter the waterfall the stream dead trees returned to flourish little birds built nests in sprouted branches birds flew like angels messengers in the skies the cunpizeiro in the field all full of ants horses ran like angels abandoned near the green amaranth the wind blew her best song that made my heart want to touch the blue clouds of the heavens and lift me still more go near the moonlight and the other glittering planets made angels or jurliny rolinhas always singing to the mother nature and eating many singing mushrooms made a goldfinch

 

Poesias de Amélia

terça-feira, 30 de outubro de 2018

Delfim das águas  passaros verdes dos céus

Os touros nos campos correndo juntamente até os cedros e na aldeia o amaranto florescia havia um grande rio perto deste bosque os delfim cresciam feito flores neste lugar delfim  das águas passaros dos céus verdes árvores verdejantes e delicadas floresiam perto  da aldeia  o grande  prolongamento de ipês  amarelos cobriam as montanhas feito ramas florescidas hoje as rolinhas e juritis cantavam meIodiosamente sua cançâo de paz 
Tucanos e faisâo cantavam o cogumelo florescia nos  galhos verdes das árvores de cedros os gatos selvagens  miava tanto ao ver verdes uvas que o barulhinho do eco era ouvido do outro lado da floresta onde as flores de amaranto e  lirios mais floresciam lebres e javali corriam pelas montanhas todas ficavam molhadas pelo frio do orvalho  somente perto do despenhadeiro elas paravam  parecia que estavam fugindo de algum caçador a cachoeira a correnteza árvores mortas voltavam a florescer passarinhos construiam ninhos em galhos brotados aves voavam feito anjos mensageiros nos céus o cunpizeiro no campo todo cheio de formigas cavalos corriam feito anjos abandonados perto do 
amaranto verde o vento soprava sua melhor cançâo que fazia o meu coraçâo querer tocar as nuvens azuis do céus e me elevar mais ainda ir perto do luar e dos outros glóriosos planetas feito anjos ou rolinhas juritas sempre cantando para a mâe natureza e comer muitos  cogumelos cantando feito um pintassilgo 
Os touros nos campos correndo juntamente até os cedros e na aldeia o amaranto florescia havia um grande rio perto deste bosque os delfim cresciam feito flores neste lugar delfim  das águas passaros dos céus verdes árvores verdejantes e delicadas floresiam perto  da aldeia  o grande  prolongamento de ipês  amarelos cobriam as montanhas feito ramas florescidas hoje as rolinhas e juritis cantavam meIodiosamente sua cançâo de paz 
Tucanos e faisâo cantavam o cogumelo florescia nos  galhos verdes das árvores de cedros os gatos selvagens  miava tanto ao ver verdes uvas que o barulhinho do eco era ouvido do outro lado da floresta onde as flores de amaranto e  lirios mais floresciam lebres e javali corriam pelas montanhas todas ficavam molhadas pelo frio do orvalho  somente perto do despenhadeiro elas paravam  parecia que estavam fugindo de algum caçador a cachoeira a correnteza árvores mortas voltavam a florescer passarinhos construiam ninhos em galhos brotados aves voavam feito anjos mensageiros nos céus o cunpizeiro no campo todo cheio de formigas cavalos corriam feito anjos abandonados perto do 
amaranto verde o vento soprava sua melhor cançâo que fazia o meu coraçâo querer tocar as nuvens azuis do céus e me elevar mais ainda ir perto do luar e dos outros glóriosos planetas feito anjos ou rolinhas juritas sempre cantando para a mâe natureza e comer muitos  cogumelos cantando feito um pintassilgo 
Os cavalos nos campos correndo juntamente até os cedros e na aldeia o amaranto florescia havia um grande rio perto deste bosque os delfim cresciam feito flores neste lugar delfim  das águas passaros dos céus verdes árvores verdejantes e delicadas floresiam perto  da aldeia  o grande  prolongamento de ipês  amarelos cobriam as montanhas feito ramas florescidas hoje as rolinhas e juritis cantavam meIodiosamente sua cançâo de paz 
Tucanos e faisâo cantavam o cogumelo florescia nos  galhos verdes das árvores de cedros os gatos selvagens  miava tanto ao ver verdes uvas que o barulhinho do eco era ouvido do outro lado da floresta onde as flores de amaranto e  lirios mais floresciam lebres e javali corriam pelas montanhas todas ficavam molhadas pelo frio do orvalho  somente perto do despenhadeiro elas paravam  parecia que estavam fugindo de algum caçador a cachoeira a correnteza árvores mortas voltavam a florescer passarinhos construiam ninhos em galhos brotados aves voavam feito anjos mensageiros nos céus o cunpizeiro no campo todo cheio de formigas cavalos corriam feito anjos abandonados perto do 
amaranto verde o vento soprava sua melhor cançâo que fazia o meu coraçâo querer tocar as nuvens azuis do céus e me elevar mais ainda ir perto do luar e dos outros glóriosos planetas feito anjos ou rolinhas juritas sempre cantando para a mâe natureza e comer muitos  cogumelos cantando feito um pintassilgo 

poems of Amelia October 30, 2018

Dolphins of the green water birds of the skies

Amelia Beatriz

The bulls in the fields running up to the cedars and in the village the amaranth flourished there was a great river near this grove the dolphins grew up like flowers in this place the water's end birds of the green skies green and delicate trees bloomed near the village the great extension of ipês amarelos covered the mountains with branches now bloomed, and the juritis sang their song of peace Toucans and phallus sang the mushroom blooming on the green branches of the cedar trees the wild cats miava so much to see green grapes that the echoing noise was heard from the other side of the forest where the amaranth flowers and lilies more flourished hares and wild boar ran through the mountains all were wet in the cold of dew only near the cliff they stopped it seemed that they were escaping from some hunter the waterfall the stream dead trees returned to flourish little birds built nests in sprouted branches birds flew like angels messengers in the skies the cunpizeiro in the field all full of ants horses ran like angels abandoned near the green amaranth the wind blew her best song that made my heart want to touch the blue clouds of the heavens and lift me still more go near the moonlight and the other glittering planets made angels or jurliny rolinhas always singing to the mother nature and eating many singing mushrooms made a goldfinch The bulls in the fields running up to the cedars and in the village the amaranth flourished there was a great river near this grove the dolphins grew up like flowers in this place the water's end birds of the green skies green and delicate trees bloomed near the village the great extension of ipês amarelos covered the mountains with branches now bloomed, and the juritis sang their song of peace Toucans and phallus sang the mushroom blooming on the green branches of the cedar trees the wild cats miava so much to see green grapes that the echoing noise was heard from the other side of the forest where the amaranth flowers and lilies more flourished hares and wild boar ran through the mountains all were wet in the cold of dew only near the cliff they stopped it seemed that they were escaping from some hunter the waterfall the stream dead trees returned to flourish little birds built nests in sprouted branches birds flew like angels messengers in the skies the cunpizeiro in the field all full of ants horses ran like angels abandoned near the green amaranth the wind blew her best song that made my heart want to touch the blue clouds of the heavens and lift me still more go near the moonlight and the other glittering planets made angels or jurliny rolinhas always singing to the mother nature and eating many singing mushrooms made a goldfinch The horses in the fields running along to the cedars and in the village the amaranth flourished there was a great river near this grove the daffodils grew like flowers in this place the water's end birds of the green skies green and delicate trees bloomed near the village the great extension of ipês amarelos covered the mountains with branches now bloomed, and the juritis sang their song of peace Toucans and phallus sang the mushroom blooming on the green branches of the cedar trees the wild cats miava so much to see green grapes that the echoing noise was heard from the other side of the forest where the amaranth flowers and lilies more flourished hares and wild boar ran through the mountains all were wet in the cold of dew only near the cliff they stopped it seemed that they were escaping from some hunter the waterfall the stream dead trees returned to flourish little birds built nests in sprouted branches birds flew like angels messengers in the skies the cunpizeiro in the field all full of ants horses ran like angels abandoned near the green amaranth the wind blew her best song that made my heart want to touch the blue clouds of the heavens and lift me still more go near the moonlight and the other glittering planets made angels or jurliny rolinhas always singing to the mother nature and eating many singing mushrooms made a goldfinch