{"id":12434,"date":"2025-03-10T19:29:18","date_gmt":"2025-03-10T16:29:18","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=12434"},"modified":"2025-03-10T19:37:43","modified_gmt":"2025-03-10T16:37:43","slug":"poeme-69","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/revistafamilia.ro\/?p=12434","title":{"rendered":"Poeme"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
cutremur
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u\u0219a de la camera mic\u0103
are un gemule\u021b de sticl\u0103
\u0219i-atunci c\u00e2nd e noaptea
ma\u0219ina de sp\u0103lat pornit\u0103
\u0219i huruie tare
pe cel mai lung program de sp\u0103lare
gemule\u021bul de sticl\u0103 vibreaz\u0103
a\u0219a vibra \u0219i \u00een seara
\u00een care pe jum\u0103tate adormit\u0103
pe jum\u0103tate treaz\u0103
mama
m-a sculat s\u0103 ne punem
ghemui\u021bi sub tocul u\u0219ii
ea m\u0103 \u021binea str\u00e2ns de m\u00e2n\u0103
\u0219i \u00een bra\u021be
m\u0103 ad\u0103postea sub b\u0103rbia ei
a\u0219teptam s\u0103 se d\u0103r\u00e2me
l\u00e2ng\u0103 noi totul
mai pu\u021bin tocul u\u0219ii
\u0219i tocul u\u0219ii a r\u0103mas acolo
\u0219i dup\u0103 ce s-a d\u0103r\u00e2mat totul
doar nu a mai avut cine s\u0103 intre
e var\u0103 \u0219i tata-mi arat\u0103 m\u00e2ndru
locul din spatele casei de la \u021bar\u0103
unde a cr\u0103pat peretele \u00een dou\u0103
\u00een \u201977
are un deget pe cas\u0103
\u0219i unul pe inima lui


limerick \u00e0 la cuill\u00e8re \/ limerick pentru pi\u0219cot
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il \u00e9tait une fois un biscuit dans le caf\u00e9
quand on le trempait, il se mettait \u00e0 sucer
il buvait du caf\u00e9, bien concentr\u00e9,
puis dans du liqueur il \u00e9tait plong\u00e9
et l\u00e0, il buvait... jusqu\u2019\u00e0 s'enivrer.
\/
era odat\u2019 un pi\u0219cot \u0219i-n cafea
c\u00e2nd lumea \u00eel muia sugea 
sugea cafea de zor
apoi \u00eel muiau \u00een lichior
\u0219i tot sugea, doar c\u0103 se \u0219i-mb\u0103ta.


ploaia saudade
<\/strong>
ploaia aia e singura ploaie
restul doar au imitat-o
de ea nici m\u0103car nu ne ferisem
cum nici n-am uitat-o
\u0219i doamne c\u00e2t am c\u0103utat-o
\u00een toate pe urm\u0103, ploaia saudade
cu tine de m\u00e2n\u0103
nici m\u0103car nu era prima
dar ploile dinaintea ei
n-au fost adev\u0103rate
cum avem c\u00e2te o amintire
pentru fiecare lucru
\u0219i-i zicem dragoste
dar de fapt e saudade


poezie pentru Shakira
<\/strong>
Shakira, 
dac\u0103 vezi asta,
iart\u0103-m\u0103.


poezie cu ou\u0103
<\/strong>
era odat\u2019 un b\u0103iat ce-avea
cele mai bune ou\u0103 
faimos \u00een toate pie\u021bele
erau doar dou\u0103
ie\u0219ea cu ele diminea\u021ba 
\u0219i rupea pia\u021ba
c\u00e2nd se muta din aia mic\u0103
-n aia marea
femeile \u00eei deschideau c\u0103rarea
d\u0103-ne \u0219i nou\u0103 ou\u0103, \u00eei ziceau
plecau cu nou\u0103 ou\u0103, mul\u021bumeau
\u0219i le f\u0103ceau omlete pe-ndelete
le mai f\u0103ceau \u0219i ochiuri dulci cochete
sau le po\u0219au, puneau peste crochete
\u0219i-abia-abia se s\u0103turau
ba c\u0103 ce ou\u0103 moi
ba c\u0103 ce ou\u0103 tari
ori chiar ce ou\u0103 mici
sau chiar ce ou\u0103 mari
depindea numai cine le vedea
dar se f\u0103cea o coad\u0103
c\u0103ci se-mbulzea o gloat\u0103
c\u00e2nd pu\u0219tiul deschidea
degeaba le striga
nu v\u0103 mai \u00eembulzi\u021bi
c\u0103ci chiar pe dup-amiaz\u0103
vin \u0219i-n a doua pia\u021b\u0103
\u0219i-acolo m\u0103 g\u0103si\u021bi
striga la nesf\u00e2r\u0219it 
aducea trei cote\u021be 
veneau din opt jude\u021be
s\u0103-l ia la pip\u0103it
\u0219i toate-aceste mase
f\u0103ceau ni\u0219te grimase
ca omul mul\u021bumit
\u00een zile preafrumoase
de ou\u0103le bengoase 
pe care le-a g\u0103tit

foto \u00a9\ufe0f Claudiu Popescu<\/pre>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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