<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391</id><updated>2011-07-08T08:44:57.460-07:00</updated><category term='Música'/><category term='Homenagem'/><category term='Poesias'/><category term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>U.R.S. do Diego</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/'/><link 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPYquITTp-8/TbW3Qk8TL7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/PA4qnHSdvP0/s1600/tumblr_ljijkrCHlO1qbg38go1_1280.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear:left; float:left;margin-right:1em; margin-bottom:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="230" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yPYquITTp-8/TbW3Qk8TL7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/PA4qnHSdvP0/s320/tumblr_ljijkrCHlO1qbg38go1_1280.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-4083456005688439356?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4083456005688439356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2011/04/cause-i-didnt-gay-posted-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2010/02/prefeitando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/6631464270614303908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/6631464270614303908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2010/02/prefeitando.html' title='Prefeitando'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-5804587184320575808</id><published>2010-01-06T19:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T19:51:46.810-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Luto</title><content type='html'>A beleza ruiu&lt;br /&gt;Agora é só desinteresse&lt;br /&gt;Já não lembro quando um deles riu&lt;br /&gt;E te conto por EsseEmeEsse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que eles eu não iludo&lt;br /&gt;Pois deles eu escuto&lt;br /&gt;Na ausência de você&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos estão de luto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-6660388118615530461</id><published>2009-12-22T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T11:34:37.080-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Cidade vazia.</title><content type='html'>Viajo neste trem para a cidade vazia&lt;br /&gt;Passam as pessoas enquanto vou para a cidade que não é minha&lt;br /&gt;As paragens são desapercebidas pela cidade que se avizinha&lt;br /&gt;Não é seguro e está menos alegre&lt;br /&gt;Esse porto onde ninguém se encontra&lt;br /&gt;O vento solitário me sussura um mantra&lt;br /&gt;No palanque onde ninguém escuta pronuncio:&lt;br /&gt;- Cidade, sem ti, sou contra!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-6660388118615530461?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6660388118615530461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/12/cidade-vazia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/6660388118615530461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/6660388118615530461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/12/cidade-vazia.html' title='Cidade vazia.'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-4755219466281820910</id><published>2009-12-17T11:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T11:40:47.797-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Laranjas.</title><content type='html'>Somos inteiros&lt;br /&gt;Nunca metades&lt;br /&gt;Não completamos&lt;br /&gt;Autônomos que somos&lt;br /&gt;Somamos&lt;br /&gt;E juntando-nos&lt;br /&gt;Assim façamos&lt;br /&gt;Laranjada de nós&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-4755219466281820910?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4755219466281820910/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/12/laranjas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/4755219466281820910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/4755219466281820910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/12/laranjas.html' title='Laranjas.'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-4468623690251112790</id><published>2009-12-09T14:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T14:54:12.930-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Mediúnica.</title><content type='html'>Quando doente?&lt;br /&gt;Medicada. &lt;br /&gt;Na culinária? &lt;br /&gt;Mediterrânea.&lt;br /&gt;Pra Relaxar?&lt;br /&gt;Meditando &lt;br /&gt;Pra descarregar é Medicina. &lt;br /&gt;Não preciso que Mediga com quem andas&lt;br /&gt;Pra que eu diga que és Mediúnica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-4468623690251112790?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4468623690251112790/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/12/mediunica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/4468623690251112790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/4468623690251112790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/12/mediunica.html' title='Mediúnica.'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-4336734391396544304</id><published>2009-11-24T11:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T11:43:14.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Eu e você, assim.</title><content type='html'>Nenhuma poesia te diria&lt;br /&gt;Eu te amo diria muito pouco&lt;br /&gt;Pois numa injustica incorreria&lt;br /&gt;De achar que um grupo de palavras explicaria&lt;br /&gt;Que a tua ausência me angustia&lt;br /&gt;Tua voz me acaricia&lt;br /&gt;Tua risada me alivia&lt;br /&gt;E meu coração treme&lt;br /&gt;Quando teu olhar se distancia&lt;br /&gt;E assim eu e tu&lt;br /&gt;Para sempre&lt;br /&gt;Cervejaria.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-4336734391396544304?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/4336734391396544304/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-e-voce-assim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/4336734391396544304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/4336734391396544304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-e-voce-assim.html' title='Eu e você, assim.'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-5706972900222445791</id><published>2009-10-05T15:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-07T12:42:20.972-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poesias'/><title type='text'>Projetando</title><content type='html'>Hoje no ônibus&lt;br /&gt;Pela primeira vez&lt;br /&gt;Personagem eu me vi&lt;br /&gt;Num poema que sempre gostei&lt;br /&gt;Com uma breve adaptação&lt;br /&gt;Esse poema eu já vivi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Não me recordo o título)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso amor é um texto truncado&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente datilografado&lt;br /&gt;E enviado&lt;br /&gt;Pro endereço errado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angélica Freitas&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-5706972900222445791?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/5706972900222445791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/10/projetando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/5706972900222445791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/5706972900222445791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/10/projetando.html' title='Projetando'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-7355095122155470712</id><published>2009-10-02T14:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T18:34:55.033-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Descarrego</title><content type='html'>Quero árvore e lama&lt;br /&gt;Uma samba na rua&lt;br /&gt;Minha boca na tua&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-7355095122155470712?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/7355095122155470712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/10/desgarrego.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/7355095122155470712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/7355095122155470712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/10/desgarrego.html' title='Descarrego'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-8623719894079703195</id><published>2009-09-24T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:31:54.992-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><title type='text'>Ramones, me liga.</title><content type='html'>Intoxicated by the orchids abandoned in the garden&lt;br /&gt;Demanding morphine curse my soul is burning&lt;br /&gt;Stranded in the sweet wonderings&lt;br /&gt;breathing the pale moon silver&lt;br /&gt;Torn painted lips tasting the last drops of life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel like screaming&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel I just can't win&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feelin' my soul is as restless as the wind&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I was born to die in Buenos Aires&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-8623719894079703195?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8623719894079703195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/09/ramones-me-liga.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/8623719894079703195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/8623719894079703195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/09/ramones-me-liga.html' title='Ramones, me liga.'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-1061862322455445669</id><published>2009-09-16T14:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:36:15.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Deslizando</title><content type='html'>Mirando teus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Encobertos pela franja&lt;br /&gt;Absorto continuo&lt;br /&gt;A deslizar por tua pele&lt;br /&gt;Em transe com teu cheiro&lt;br /&gt;Sigo &lt;span class="il"&gt;deslizando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hipnotizado pelo sorriso no canto da tua boca&lt;br /&gt;Vou &lt;span class="il"&gt;deslizando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente &lt;span class="il"&gt;deslizando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cegamente &lt;span class="il"&gt;deslizando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="il"&gt;Deslizando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desliza&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;a&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;n&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;n&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;d&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o!&lt;br /&gt;Ops! Esqueci que era pequena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-1061862322455445669?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1061862322455445669/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/09/deslizando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/1061862322455445669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/1061862322455445669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/09/deslizando.html' title='Deslizando'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-1789979470882222870</id><published>2009-09-08T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T23:14:32.859-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Tu</title><content type='html'>As pernas se contorcem&lt;br /&gt;Me prendem, me expulsam&lt;br /&gt;As mãos, pelos antebraços&lt;br /&gt;De volta me chamam&lt;br /&gt;E num giro intenso&lt;br /&gt;Paro com olhos de resfôlego&lt;br /&gt;E tu, com boca de risada&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo que minha cara&lt;br /&gt;Seja de que nada entendi&lt;br /&gt;Não fazes idéia&lt;br /&gt;Da saudade que sinto de ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-1789979470882222870?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/1789979470882222870/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/09/tu.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/1789979470882222870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/1789979470882222870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/09/tu.html' title='Tu'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-518157795876034756</id><published>2009-08-27T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T17:58:58.806-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Da série resgatando e-mails perdidos.</title><content type='html'>Mediúnicos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se da alma, os olhos são janela&lt;br /&gt;Essa cor de mel me atinge de maneira tão profunda&lt;br /&gt;Que só poderia ser&lt;br /&gt;Mediúnica.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-518157795876034756?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/518157795876034756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/da-serie-resgatando-e-mails-perdidos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/518157795876034756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/518157795876034756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/da-serie-resgatando-e-mails-perdidos.html' title='Da série resgatando e-mails perdidos.'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-2432560658177890030</id><published>2009-08-07T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T13:35:48.588-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Ensaio inacabado</title><content type='html'>Enquanto estás fora de alcance&lt;br /&gt;Minhas mãos trêmulas&lt;br /&gt;Vagueiam sem destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus olhos, proibidos que estão&lt;br /&gt;De fitar os teus&lt;br /&gt;Passeiam desinteressados por íris sem cor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto seu sorriso está tão distante&lt;br /&gt;E tua risada não alcança meus ouvidos&lt;br /&gt;A música já não me parece tão bela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas me lembra&lt;br /&gt;Dos nossos sempre poucos segundos&lt;br /&gt;Dos pés guiados pela regra&lt;br /&gt;Pondo-se em movimento&lt;br /&gt;Deixando neste peito&lt;br /&gt;Uma esperança&lt;br /&gt;Duas saudades&lt;br /&gt;E três vontades&lt;br /&gt;De terminar esta dança.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-2432560658177890030?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2432560658177890030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/ensaio-inacabado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/2432560658177890030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/2432560658177890030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/ensaio-inacabado.html' title='Ensaio inacabado'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-8582965107664412143</id><published>2009-08-03T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T13:20:37.350-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Pegando do vento..</title><content type='html'>A pessoa ébria&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo je t'aime &lt;br /&gt;Para a roseira e os ladrilhos&lt;br /&gt;Para a noite&lt;br /&gt;Para ser levado pelo vento&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu compartilho com a noite &lt;br /&gt;A roseira, os ladrilhos e o vento&lt;br /&gt;E finjo que também também faço parte &lt;br /&gt;Solto um sorriso desapercebido pelo canto da boca&lt;br /&gt;E afrouxo um pouco o nó da angústia que me arrebata&lt;br /&gt;Je t'aime&lt;br /&gt;Seguido de um ops&lt;br /&gt;Pois tropeçou no degrau da entrada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-8582965107664412143?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/8582965107664412143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/pegando-do-vento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/8582965107664412143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/8582965107664412143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/pegando-do-vento.html' title='Pegando do vento..'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-3351711420497533909</id><published>2009-08-01T16:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T16:56:52.298-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homenagem'/><title type='text'>Cabeçalho</title><content type='html'>Contribuição mais do que genial do Moa, meu publicitário de confiança.&lt;br /&gt;Dá até mais vontade de postar agora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma boa música, temática, em homenagem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declaramos o fim desta era&lt;br /&gt;em que sempre sentimos&lt;br /&gt;as nossas vidas morrerem através das janelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não mais respeitaremos&lt;br /&gt;nenhuma lei que diga o que não podemos&lt;br /&gt;ou o que temos que fazer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque hoje o sol nasceu&lt;br /&gt;declarando o fim destas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;e eu vou jogar aos céus meus braços&lt;br /&gt;e não olhar mais para tras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje cantamos sobre as ruínas&lt;br /&gt;de suas instituições ultrapassadas&lt;br /&gt;e declaramos para toda nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;um estado eterno de felicidade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje celebramos a nossa vitória&lt;br /&gt;sobre o império da tristeza e do medo na escuridão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca mais viveremos à sombra&lt;br /&gt;de teus deuses e reis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brindamos mil paixões e dançaremos&lt;br /&gt;porque hoje o sol nasceu&lt;br /&gt;declarando o fim destas lágrimas&lt;br /&gt;e eu vou jogar aos céus&lt;br /&gt;meus braços e não olhar mais para trás&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-3351711420497533909?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/3351711420497533909/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/cabecalho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/3351711420497533909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/3351711420497533909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/08/cabecalho.html' title='Cabeçalho'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-2005825335921191735</id><published>2009-07-29T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T17:20:54.201-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>J&amp;U@dosedupla</title><content type='html'>Eu tinha lembrado desse pensamento dias atrás, pensando sobre a poesia que escrevi pra minha 2009, na madrugada do dia 14 pro 15 de maio, ainda mega bêbado, e, como comentei sobre isso hoje com ela, de que eu posso levantar a plaquinha de: "Eu já sabia", que essa poesia era, já gravada no meu subconsciente, uma certeza, de que no final, era tu o que ia sobrar, e isso não é apenas um somente, isso é um muito, e me deixa muito feliz.&lt;br /&gt;Ai vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelas portas do samba&lt;br /&gt;Vou sorrir se só sobrar você&lt;br /&gt;Podia bem te rimar com maracatu&lt;br /&gt;Maldita sina teria&lt;br /&gt;De ter que rimar com Tu.&lt;br /&gt;Mas rimar não quero&lt;br /&gt;Sem fórmulas&lt;br /&gt;Não quero te dar lógica&lt;br /&gt;Quero é seguir os passos tortos&lt;br /&gt;Pelas ruas que descortinamos&lt;br /&gt;Sob a madrugada que nos alcança&lt;br /&gt;Quero te dar sentimento&lt;br /&gt;Destes que não seguem regras&lt;br /&gt;Então, corro da rima pra gritar&lt;br /&gt;Com todo meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Que tenho algo que o faz brilhar&lt;br /&gt;E o resto, não mais importa&lt;br /&gt;Se isso não se acaba&lt;br /&gt;E me desculpe a franqueza&lt;br /&gt;E este final abrupto&lt;br /&gt;Que me deixa finalmente tranquilo&lt;br /&gt;Pois ofereço sem culpa&lt;br /&gt;Meu J e U&lt;br /&gt;Em dose dupla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-2005825335921191735?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/2005825335921191735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/07/j.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/2005825335921191735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/2005825335921191735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/07/j.html' title='J&amp;U@dosedupla'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_KHtHfKsc8MY/Sn4FCa0T4uI/AAAAAAAAADk/COtEbQM-0E0/S220/OgAAAL9LycUOH9ZfiCJqiUBL8tQgsIMlwOOHMx3cKXYVcfCtLltRNM32KR2R1bVrNLE9HTKwFwTWWYD5FkYSSGz-CS4Am1T1UHAur1k4K7-_UC1M_DyqfY_czzgK.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6306820951875495391.post-6248179198826188785</id><published>2009-07-28T18:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T14:57:21.518-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas próprios'/><title type='text'>Pela metade</title><content type='html'>E foi tudo tão rápido&lt;br /&gt;Na despedida me encontrei&lt;br /&gt;Com esse meio beijo&lt;br /&gt;Assim, meio de lado&lt;br /&gt;Meio seco, meio molhado&lt;br /&gt;Eriça todos meus pelos&lt;br /&gt;Uma descarga elétrica me percorre&lt;br /&gt;E pra longe me leva&lt;br /&gt;Pensando no que podia ser&lt;br /&gt;Com perfume de mistério&lt;br /&gt;Uma meia palavra&lt;br /&gt;Que é meio poema&lt;br /&gt;Assim meio físico&lt;br /&gt;Meio platônico&lt;br /&gt;Num tempo marcado&lt;br /&gt;Em relógios derretidos&lt;br /&gt;E só dois passos nos separam&lt;br /&gt;Se me viro e os braços estico&lt;br /&gt;Ainda toco teus cabelos&lt;br /&gt;Mas não paro e não volto&lt;br /&gt;Porque neste sonho acordado&lt;br /&gt;Já longe me encontro&lt;br /&gt;Quando paro finalmente&lt;br /&gt;E pelos lábios passo os dedos&lt;br /&gt;Naquele canto da boca&lt;br /&gt;Que ainda me engano estar molhado&lt;br /&gt;Com um sorriso nela marcado&lt;br /&gt;Me encosto e penso enfim&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto regozijo com a imaginação:&lt;br /&gt;Ah, esse meio beijo&lt;br /&gt;Se ele fosse inteiro....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não teria a menor graça.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6306820951875495391-6248179198826188785?l=urs-d.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/feeds/6248179198826188785/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/05/pela-metade.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/6248179198826188785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6306820951875495391/posts/default/6248179198826188785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://urs-d.blogspot.com/2009/05/pela-metade.html' title='Pela metade'/><author><name>Diego Dresch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08419114325665431506</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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