tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41175496354229731852012-02-16T14:42:08.143+01:00Berrando No SilencioAna Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.comBlogger71100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-81511602864255697222010-11-15T23:37:00.001+01:002010-11-15T23:37:22.864+01:00Progreso<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif";mso-ansi-language:GL">Son<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif";mso-ansi-language:GL">O eco do que fun<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%; font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif";mso-ansi-language:GL">E un berro rebelde do que serei.<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-8151160286425569722?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-27969941454364093562010-11-15T23:31:00.000+01:002010-11-15T23:35:15.539+01:00Amélie<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Gustaba<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Do olor do céspede acabado de cortar<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">De pasear sen paraugas mentres chovía<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">E de romper a cortiza que caía dos álamos.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL"><o:p> </o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Non gustaba<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Do barullo baleiro e insoportábel<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">De que lle levasen a contraria<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Nin de pensar que o seu destino non fose seu<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-2796994145436409356?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-82184622815844707022010-11-15T23:12:00.002+01:002010-11-15T23:13:16.193+01:00Adeus<span class="Apple-style-span" >Cada noite, temo quedar soa<br />e afastarme da civilización…<br />porque é entón cando me ataca a miña sombra.<br />Creba o último fío que me mantiña sostida á razón.<br />Comezo a perder o control do meu trémulo corpo.<br />Todo son tebras.<br />O buraco negro do meu corazón<br />non cede nin un milímetro á calma,<br />cada intento por razoar<br />é un novo ataque contra min mesma.<br />Xa só queda una saída…<br />Ser ou non ser, dixo Hamlet…<br />Eu, decidín non ser.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-8218462281584470702?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-33199679921507649872010-08-15T10:57:00.002+01:002010-11-15T23:23:58.528+01:00Crise existencial<p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Debaixo da ducha<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">procuro desfacerme de todo o que son,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">intento arrincarme a pel,<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">como as serpes.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Porque o fedor que desprende<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">a miña pútrida alma<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">resúltame repulsivo incluso a min.<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Non sei quen son<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Non sei quen quero ser<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">Pero sei <o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">que non<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">quero<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">ser<o:p></o:p></span></p> <p class="MsoNormal"><span lang="GL" style="font-family:"Rockwell Extra Bold","serif"; mso-ansi-language:GL">EU<o:p></o:p></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-3319967992150764987?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-1603755311810885112010-08-10T15:04:00.002+01:002010-08-10T15:10:24.464+01:00ADOLESCENCIA<span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);">Quero correr saltar cantar bailar falar ver oír ulir sentir chorar de alegría quererte até rebentar deitarme na herba fresca sentar no chan durante horas mentres chove rir ata quedar sen aire loitar polo que creo esquecer a impotencia borrar a resignación do meu dicionario</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">BERRAAAAAAAAAAARRR.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);">Quero dicir o que penso…</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);">Quero dicir o que penso…</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);">Quero…</span><br /><br /> <span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"> <span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);">dicir…</span></span><br /><br /> o que penso!<br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">E os demais… que digan misa!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-160375531181088511?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-73232853357734472002010-08-09T23:22:00.002+01:002010-08-09T23:25:54.456+01:00A FIN DO MUNDOContaminación, deforestación, incendios…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">EGOÍSMO</span><br /><br />Quentamento global, desxeo,<br />Cambio climático…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">CONSECUENCIAS</span><br /><br />Terremotos, inundacións, furacáns,<br />Volcáns en erupción, tormentas…<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">VINGANZA</span><br /><br />Morte, traxedia, destrución,<br />Bágoas, fame, desolación<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">NÓS</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-7323285335773447200?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4117549635422973185.post-60332377034521629902010-08-09T22:45:00.000+01:002010-08-09T22:52:52.165+01:00De novo por aquíDecidín comezar de cero co blogue, porque o traballo de grego non prosperou, e como teño cousas que compartir, e non sei onde, vou recorrer ó típico.<br />A partir de agora, deixarei aquí todo o que escriba.<br />Unha aperta!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4117549635422973185-6033237703452162990?l=viaxeenverbas.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Lagehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01967696381486456141noreply@blogger.com0