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The boy of the cats

The boy of the cats The boy of the cats Of all colors That were mewing on the roof And telling stories They wrote verses Were good friends They knew how to play Of counting stars. Rosângela Trajano

21 dez201721 de dezembro de 2017
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A different house

A different house It was a house full of ideas. I had silk feet Cotton Candy Roof She liked to sleep In the dreams of the clouds On button nights In the middle of the verse. Rosângela Trajano

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The star

The star The star is quiet Seem dejected Why?, why? Loss the sleep Loss the pillowcase The star is quiet! Rosângela Trajano

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My dog

My dog My dog is fearful It fears everything Even of dreaming Barks, barks scared When it sees A tied duck Or a meowing cat. Rosângela Trajano

21 dez201721 de dezembro de 2017
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Behind the door

Behind the door Behind the door Hides the silence Behind the door Hides the poem Behind the door Hides the tart What hides Behind the door? Rosângela Trajano

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Heart

Heart So small heart Slowly beating Tranquil, tranquil For I listen The song of cricket. Rosângela Trajano

21 dez201721 de dezembro de 2017
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Lost bird

Lost bird Lost bird Where?, where? Lost bird Fly, fly Because you are scared. Rosângela Trajano

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Where

Where? Where does Andrew live? Where does Marie live? Where does the poem live? Where does Mikol live? They live in the small word. Rosângela Trajano

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The flower

The flower The flower went for a walk Alone in the Garden Got lost on the way And started to cry Night was coming A singing cricket Took the flower back home. Rosângela Trajano

21 dez201721 de dezembro de 2017
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The goldfish

The goldfish The frightened goldfish Ran to the river Was hidden Behind the boat Wanting to know Where poetry lived. Rosângela Trajano