tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12762265656257117542024-03-04T23:27:26.400-08:00il mulino della poesia...selezione di poesie, versi, "pizzini" e altre sciocchezze di Beppe Bresolin...Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-25888256622174074242013-01-07T10:53:00.000-08:002013-01-07T13:07:50.634-08:00Ancora<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZghDBg1EJ6UJEJLQifvtLUg0NzQ65iy2x62ccO9oOhsgUNCCctmZsutjk6syMQV9N2HwU44lHABUOI7v2z6_V8J5bJjmiXAhDa4BDl-9ese7YjkvS_S4HKbWZp3fQXK_v8HJCPkfPq2A0/s1600/aDSC_0417.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZghDBg1EJ6UJEJLQifvtLUg0NzQ65iy2x62ccO9oOhsgUNCCctmZsutjk6syMQV9N2HwU44lHABUOI7v2z6_V8J5bJjmiXAhDa4BDl-9ese7YjkvS_S4HKbWZp3fQXK_v8HJCPkfPq2A0/s400/aDSC_0417.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Vorrei ancora</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">fumare dalla tua bocca</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dissetarmi del tuo sudore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">morderti</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">fino a strapparti il cuore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">perdermi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">volare sotto le tue coperte</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">donna senza senso</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">fumo ed incenso</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">oblio</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ozio</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">oppio (ci vedo doppio)</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">vedermi rubare</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dalle tue mani esperte</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dalle tue gambe aperte.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">…dolcemente</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">sai farmi ancora male.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "Su ogni cosa")</span></span><br />
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<br />Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-50226180874076779042013-01-07T10:45:00.001-08:002013-01-07T13:21:33.107-08:00Dolore<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJna58j2caC2tsYTCFZkCQbO1aLpnPhFPPfz07ZOlMnddLc-ICgQydqClbr5jKBTSk_dpGvpqNvU0xYCmcoQUVq2y0xuXQhKMaCZoWglDdiy6M6tPIbVn4vnQcqPSsrjEnwxQQF6hag3Q/s1600/IMG_0005a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="266" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiaJna58j2caC2tsYTCFZkCQbO1aLpnPhFPPfz07ZOlMnddLc-ICgQydqClbr5jKBTSk_dpGvpqNvU0xYCmcoQUVq2y0xuXQhKMaCZoWglDdiy6M6tPIbVn4vnQcqPSsrjEnwxQQF6hag3Q/s400/IMG_0005a.jpg" width="400" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ho cercato nel vento</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">le tue risate</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">son latrati di cani</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">auto sulla strada</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e versi di cicale: è estate.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ho scrutato le stelle</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">cercato la luce dei tuoi occhi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">consumato i ginocchi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e pregato… per te</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">nodo nella gola</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">fumo lento che sale…</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Trovo dentro le parole</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dentro, in fondo al mio cuore,</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">i tuoi occhi, la tua voce, tutto l’amore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che hai donato alla vita.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ora che tutto è morto</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ne conservo il ricordo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e provo un gran dolore.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: orange;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "Su ogni cosa")</span></span><br />
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<br />Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-74979077304049960882013-01-07T10:38:00.001-08:002013-01-07T14:30:03.331-08:00Mezzo<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZZfMiyBql5UYQCxzCALRee2ir8yDF8nN5nZibInEHF0pPAHSnt_uTyjDQI7g8ZZ_Gmj7din6JfjB4mNcKgUDQzjNKNRre_mFAMN48bx83Mjl8TjzcFhRG9ml37QLcocu-IH5OWgKCf0E/s1600/IMG_0384a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbZZfMiyBql5UYQCxzCALRee2ir8yDF8nN5nZibInEHF0pPAHSnt_uTyjDQI7g8ZZ_Gmj7din6JfjB4mNcKgUDQzjNKNRre_mFAMN48bx83Mjl8TjzcFhRG9ml37QLcocu-IH5OWgKCf0E/s400/IMG_0384a.jpg" width="266" /></a><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Fogli davanti.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A volte luminosi altre illuminanti.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Troppo spesso</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">carta troppo spessa</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">con rughe che spaccano la pelle</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">la rima ripiegata su sè stessa.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Fatica la penna tra le dita e il dolore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">come il culo su una sella di bicicletta in salita.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Risulta difficile trovare un titolo che calzi a pennello</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">se ti va stretto</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">troppo facile dire “aspetto”</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">prospettandoti la discesa senza freni e scalzo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">padali liberi di roteare</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">solo qualche buca da scansare</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">troppo facile non pensare</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">rinunciare alla cattura</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dell’attimo in cui la goccia abbandona la foglia</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e resta sospesa</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">tra il dire che ti racconta il cuore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e il leggere che abbraccia</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">il momento dell’immedesimazione.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Corda tesa a mezz’aria</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">tra denti serrati in mezze frasi.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Fogli davanti e penna a fatica.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Mezzi di locomozione</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e asfalto teso tra l’inchiostro e le parole.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "A volte mi somiglio")</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Faccio a meno</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">della voce</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">del suono lieve di una chitarra</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">di ogni contorno</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">di ogni frastuono</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">del profumo della pioggia</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che raffredda la terra</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">non torno</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">indietro</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">non ho imparato</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">in nessuna vita</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">a camminare di lato</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">a recidere fiori</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">con le dita</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ad appuntare sogni</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">a matita</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">a disegnare il mare</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ad insegnare gesti</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e silenzi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">preghiere</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e imprecazioni</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">treni sospesi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">binari contesi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">odori di caffè</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">nei bar delle stazioni...</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Il mio sguardo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">è un obiettivo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">sulla foto di un barbone</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">steso su una panchina</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che abbraccia i versi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">scritti su una coperta di sogni</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che è solo cartone...</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "Ogni cosa al suo posto")</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #93c47d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Solo ieri...<br /><br />Era orzo o miele<br />caramellati in strisce pendenti<br />tasselli di desideri monocolore<br />o palline di dolcezza infinita di frutta<br />che riconoscevi dall’incarto<br />e le promesse di farle durare<br />che non duravano più della bugia...<br />Era il solito passaggio obbligato<br />della cresta sul salumiere o sul barbiere<br />le praline gommose<br />di zucchero lentigginose<br />più dolci che in farmacia<br />la liquirizia a spirale o ripiena.<br />Se è bianca è vaniglia.<br />Era come un treno e vagoni<br />susseguirsi di aromi<br />e sapori e saliva che colava<br />desideri bambini incollati tra i denti<br />e una gola come galleria.<br /><br />Poi...<br /><br />Ogni cosa si perde e ogni cosa va via<br />resta solo l’amaro al palato<br />dei banconi di vetro della drogheria<br />che eran sempre più alti di noi...<br />I sapori coniugati al passato<br />e i desideri del bambino<br />sono in buste di plastica in un supermercato<br />troppo tempo è passato sui denti cariati<br />e anche il gusto è cambiato...</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #3d85c6;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">A volte ci fermiamo.<br />Lo sguardo perso.<br />Persi<br />nella porzione di tempo<br />che divide un sogno<br />dai primi pensieri del mattino.<br />Seduti sul bordo del letto<br />una scarpa tra le mani<br />concentrazione<br />pensieri allacciati<br />e nodi da sciogliere.<br />Solo un attimo prima<br />attenti osservatori della fisicità<br />e dell’invecchiamento di un volto<br />riflesso nello specchio del bagno.<br />Ancor prima<br />catturati da una lettura<br />che allunga i tempi<br />prettamente fisiologici.<br />Solo un attimo dopo<br />con gli occhi posati<br />su un rettangolo di cielo<br />incorniciati da una finestra aperta.<br />Persi nei pensieri.</span></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">C’è sempre un numero da prendere<br />e sono tutti diversi.<br />Siamo nella stessa fila<br />nello stesso posto<br />anche quando non ci siamo affatto.<br />Dalle ascelle della massaia il suo sudore<br />dai suoi capelli il pranzo soffritto.<br />Il disgusto è condiviso.<br />La donna anziana<br />parcheggiata nella corsia.<br />La radio.<br />Una radiografia.<br />Una tomografia assiale computerizzata<br />nonostante il contrasto<br />nonostante i contrasti.<br />In mancanza di un letto<br />puoi usare una sedia o un sedile.<br />Un brano gracchia<br />dagli auricolari della ragazzina.<br />Ci viene da cantarlo, in coro, possibilmente.<br />I miei denti<br />i tuoi denti tra labbra,<br />i nostri occhi sono la stessa risata.<br />Le immagini nel tuo sguardo.<br />Le immagini nel mio sguardo.<br />I nostri sguardi.<br />Lo stesso sguardo.<br />Tu che numero sei?<br />In quel momento mi accorgo<br />di essere solo un numero.<br />Sul display appare il mio<br />il tuo sull’altro.<br />Andiamo. In posti diversi.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #cccccc;"><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "Il mare mi ha restituito la bottiglia")</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">pioggia</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">e primavera di Nazim</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">pugni sentimentali</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">parole scritte sulla neve</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">rose che non assomigliano</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">a nessun altra</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">domande alla polvere</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">aria bassa dei canali</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Bologna sotterranea</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">briganti dell’Appennino</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">o blues malinconico e triste</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">della notte che ho visto</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">partire</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">mio padre...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><span style="font-size: large;">Ho messo in vetrina<br />l’anima<br />ai quattro venti<br />in quattro versi</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">un vaso aperto</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">e cocci di me</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">che qualcuno</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">raccoglie</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">e incolla</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">tra i colori di un quadro</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">tessendo tele</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">bucate</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">e rammendate</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">messe ad asciugare</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">ai quattro venti</span><br />
<span style="color: #9fc5e8;">in quattro versi</span><br />
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<span style="color: #9fc5e8;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">(da "Il mulino non ha fermato il vento")</span></span></div>
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Vorrei raccontare.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Più difficile sarebbe raccontarmi:</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ho cassetti ricolmi di parole</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e frasi appese</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che attendono di essere indossate.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">È arrivata l’estate:</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">me ne accorgo dal profumo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">nell’aria</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">speziata di fiori d’arancio</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">coperta di odori di tabacco bruciato</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">interposto tra me e il futuro</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">me ne accorgo dal cotone</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che accarezza la pelle</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">me ne accorgo dal calore del sole</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">dagli sguardi curiosi e impauriti</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">di lucertole affacciate sul muro.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Raccontarmi:</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">mi ritrovo bambino con la barba da vecchio</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">mentre poggio un braccio ad un albero</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">mentre poggio la testa ad un braccio</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e raccolgo in bocca</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">processioni di numeri</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">mentre tutti corrono a nascondersi o sparire.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Io vorrei ritrovarli</span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-size: large;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">non è un gioco, non si vince.</span></span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ma vorrei ritrovarli</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ricontarli</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">raccontarli</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">per raccontarmi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">per non perderli più.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "A volte mi somiglio")</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Di ciò che leggevo ieri</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">conservo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">le parole ricorrenti</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">gli accenti</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">le punteggiature</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">gli spazi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">più o meno abbondanti</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">tra le lettere</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">le virgole staccate</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e puntini sospesi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">mai dello stesso numero.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">La copertina è cambiata</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ma ha gli stessi colori</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">la dedica è diversa</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ma mantiene</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">le stesse sbavature di grafìa</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e gli stessi umori.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Leggiamo a naso.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Siamo come cani</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">anche di un libro chiuso</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ne cogliamo gli odori.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span style="color: #e69138;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "A volte mi somiglio") </span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e della ragione che ci diamo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">finchè dura l’amore si ama</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">amiamo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">poi tramontano le parole</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">cala il freddo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">va via il sole</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">si raffredda il motore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">la mano abbandona l’acceleratore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">apriamo i finestrini per cambiare aria</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">i meno fortunati</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">smulinano a mano</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">la discesa del vetro.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Davanti a noi punteggiature bianche</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">d’asfalto</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e dietro i fari di chi non ha fretta e rabbia</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">siamo noi che ci lasciamo indietro</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">in uno specchio retrovisore</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">non ci riconosciamo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ci allontaniamo</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ci guardiamo allontanarci</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">rintanarci in un garage di emozioni</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">o schiantarci su un muro di domande.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "A volte mi somiglio")</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Ho un cartello alla porta</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che dice di tornare più tardi</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e l’indicazione</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">di un numero di telefono</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">a cui non rispondo mai.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Al massimo lascia un messaggio.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Al massimo aspetta un po’.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Facciamo che il primo che arriva aspetta.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Facciamo che il primo che arriva pazienta.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Facciamo tardi.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Facciamo che qualcuno s’incazza</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e va via.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Facciamo che non ci sono</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e che tu sorridi comunque</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">davanti al cartello</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che dice</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">che hai sbagliato giorno.</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">O indirizzo...</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: #6aa84f;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">(da "A volte mi somiglio")</span></span><br />
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<br />Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-63368186921548552352012-04-20T01:25:00.000-07:002013-01-07T11:07:10.485-08:00Le onde e il timone<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">
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Poi dipinse</div>
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percorsa dal vento</div>
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-61172742140064191762012-04-19T10:55:00.001-07:002013-01-07T09:56:52.074-08:00La vita di un cane...<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">
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"Aveva imparato a dosare le parole, spalmarle come miele su una fetta di pane, reciderle come rami secchi di un discorso quando la rabbia gli seccava la lingua. Le avrebbe esplose in faccia al primo esempio di ignoranza sapiente, sangue contro inchiostro, cuore contro verbo o, al meglio, le avrebbe vomitate, poi, su un foglio a raccontare la sua anima inquieta."<br />
(da "Entrambi cercavano carezze")<br />
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-42131647837727689502012-04-19T09:51:00.000-07:002013-01-07T11:07:33.863-08:00Il vento sul soffitto<div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: x-small;">Il nuovo singolo di Gianni Muci<br /> tratto dall'omonima poesia di Beppe Bresolin<br /> ----------------<br /> Musica e voce: Gianni Muci<br /> Testi: Beppe Bresolin<br /> ----------------<br /> Registrato a Brindisi presso lo studio di Marco Sciarra il 10.10.2011<br /> IL VENTO SUL SOFFITTO ©GianniMuci<br /> ----------------</span><br />
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IL VENTO SUL SOFFITTO<br />
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Amo il panno umido<br />
sul tavolo di un bar<br />
che lascia altorilievi<br />
di firmamenti d'acqua.<br />
Ci disegno una luna<br />
con boccali di birra<br />
umidi contraltari<br />
alla malinconia.<br />
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Quando smetto di credere<br />
tu fammi credere ancora<br />
una favola che incanta<br />
scrigni di sentimento.<br />
Ho negli occhi la luna<br />
che un bicchiere disegna<br />
e sul legno di un tavolo<br />
stracci di firmamento.<br />
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Ti ho incontrata ieri<br />
già non eri più mia<br />
o forse lo eri<br />
prima di incontrarti. <br />
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Per un brivido in corpo<br />
c'è chi vende l'anima<br />
io la mia la regalo<br />
per un sogno d'amore. <br />
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Sulle labbra di un bacio<br />
scucio mille parole<br />
e in un cesto di costole suono<br />
percussioni del cuore.<br />
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Ho sentito di amori<br />
da durare magari in eterno<br />
da sudare in estate<br />
riscaldare d'inverno.<br />
Ho sentito di vite<br />
senza inizio nè fine<br />
come sassi bagnati<br />
dalla corsa di un fiume.<br />
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Ti ho incontrata ieri<br />
già non eri più mia<br />
o forse lo eri<br />
prima di incontrarti. <br />
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Per un brivido in corpo<br />
c'è chi vende l'anima<br />
io la mia la regalo<br />
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Sulle labbra di un bacio<br />
scucio mille parole<br />
e in un cesto di costole suono<br />
percussioni del cuore.<br />
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Sul soffitto un mulino<br />
e il tuo profilo d'incanto<br />
sulle dita i miei versi<br />
come foglie nel vento.<br />
Conto gli anni e son cento<br />
tutti da far passare<br />
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-20260928627635786012012-04-18T16:22:00.002-07:002013-01-07T09:57:49.881-08:00John, July and me<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Mi guardavo negli occhi</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">mentre il rasoio inciampava</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">tra i peli bianchi della barba</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">la luce cianotica della luna</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">riflessa sul lavanda</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">delle piastrelle del bagno</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">contrastava con la mia pelle</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ubriaca di sole</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e con il mio sguardo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">arrossato dalla stanchezza</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">appeso alla tentazione di restare seduto</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">tutta la notte</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">davanti alla porta spalancata del frigo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">con in mano e nella testa</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">un libro di Fante...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Non c’è limite alla fame</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">quando hai bevuto</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">alla sete</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">quando hai mangiato troppo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">non c’è limite alla notte</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">quando il sonno non arriva</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e i peli del tuo gatto</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">spolverano le caviglie...</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Avrei voluto tagliare col passato</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">ma un sorriso inciampava</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">nei ricordi</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">congelava la mente</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">“fumar acorta la vida”</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">la sola lettura che ricordo</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">prima dell’abbandono</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">al sudore e ai sogni</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">di una notte di luglio...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">(da "Il mulino non ha fermato il vento") </span></div>
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<br />Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-46570764848183654812012-04-18T14:44:00.000-07:002013-01-07T10:02:40.562-08:00Non passa mai<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Vinte le distanze<br />
ad occhi chiusi<br />
che sembra di toccarti<br />
la mano<br />
con la mano<br />
un bambino<br />
guarda per aria<br />
raccoglie neve<br />
e disegna<br />
sorrisi di luna<br />
con un dito<br />
su un vestito di paillettes<br />
nero<br />
stelle cucite nel cielo...<br />
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Ad occhi chiusi<br />
sogna<br />
poesia<br />
a cui togliere le vesti<br />
come si sfoglia un libro<br />
una pagina alla volta<br />
facendo attenzione<br />
a non stropicciare la fine...<br />
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E fa a pugni<br />
col risveglio<br />
con un caffè amaro<br />
con un silenzio<br />
che corre in fretta<br />
ed un tempo<br />
che non passa mai...<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">(da "Il mulino non ha fermato il vento")</span></div>
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-75930869634004881772012-04-18T14:37:00.003-07:002013-01-07T10:02:26.079-08:00Le feuille morte<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Chiusi alle spalle</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">la porta di casa</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">rossa</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">staccarsi</span><br />
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<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Morta.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Era morta.</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">Mi venne alla mente</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">una musica dolce</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">i versi di Lorca</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e m’innamorai</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">di quel colore</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">scarlatto e bruno</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">e di quel volo</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">il lento</span><br />
<span style="color: #b6d7a8; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">precipitare</span><br />
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<br />Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-72579815509838096132012-04-18T14:35:00.000-07:002013-01-07T11:24:58.070-08:00Uspavanka za Radmilu M.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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È nenia di notte<br />
e sorrisi di luna<br />
tra le note e le corde<br />
uno stomaco livido<br />
di parole non dette<br />
e guantoni appesi al muro<br />
di pugni mai dati<br />
non sorride il bambino<br />
auto sul tuo cammino<br />
e dietro il finestrino<br />
la pioggia<br />
e clacson senza voce<br />
il telefono spento<br />
non squilla più<br />
sputi in terra<br />
e son baci<br />
via dalle scarpe i sassi<br />
via la sabbia dai piedi<br />
alle spalle<br />
triangoli di mare<br />
alle spalle<br />
il respiro del vento<br />
e quello scoglio<br />
troppo duro<br />
alle spalle un verso<br />
che ha perduto la rima<br />
e davanti<br />
la frase<br />
che hai rubato in un libro<br />
e che hai scritto su un muro...<br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">(da "Il mulino non ha fermato il vento")</span><br />
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-88936964716772782002012-04-18T14:30:00.002-07:002013-01-07T10:01:50.904-08:00san martino<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: large;">...un altro santo<br />da incastonare<br />in una bestemmia<br />alla vita...</span><br />
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<br />Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-91729527607429444932012-04-18T14:27:00.002-07:002013-01-07T10:00:34.770-08:00pioggia fuori<div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;">
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Seduto sul letto</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">un libro tra le mani</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">pensieri di te</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">e gli occhi altrove...</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Nella mente</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">le tue mani tra i capelli</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">i tuoi pensieri di me</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">e i tuoi occhi altrove...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">Forse</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">non sapremo mai</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">come</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">e non andremo mai</span><br />
<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">dove</span></span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">in questa vita</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">di nuvole</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">tra noi e il sole</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">tra questi cuori</span><br />
<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">che tuonano amore...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #f3f3f3;">...mentre fuori</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: x-large;"><span style="color: #f3f3f3;">piove</span></span><br />
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-54570930563116681272012-04-18T14:02:00.001-07:002013-01-07T10:00:11.971-08:00Fuori come dentro<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Idee accatastate</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">sul piano di lavoro</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">appunti sparsi</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">in ordine sparso</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">l’hard disk</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">è lo scatolo di un puzzle</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">pezzi uniti</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">in un massimo di due</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">dovrei seguire i colori</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">ma è come ricomporre</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">i girasoli di Van Gogh</span><br />
<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">il cd che ti serve<br />con la foto che ti serve<br />è sempre sotto la pila<br />di vari cd<br />di varie foto</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">ogni foto diversa</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">e i nomi sempre troppo uguali</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">eppure se digito un nome</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">mi appare un’immagine</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">non mia</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">ed è quella che cerco</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">e neppure sfuocata...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #e06666; font-size: large;">fuori come dentro</span><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">Donne accatastate</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">in fotogrammi</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">di ricordi</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">quella che cerco</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">non è tra le altre</span><br />
<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">e non è mia...</span><br />
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-31279842463498920322012-04-18T13:53:00.003-07:002013-01-07T11:31:45.801-08:00Sere nere<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="color: #fff2cc;">Certe sere</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">sono musiche</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">che non vorresti ascoltare</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">sono pagine</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">che non vorresti leggere</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">certe parole</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">certe frasi</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">colpi di tosse</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">rubati al mio fiato</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">sono senza parole</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">sono in pessimo stato</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">l’accento caduto</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">la virgola mancata</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">una colonna di punti</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">come formiche</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">allineate</span><br />
<span style="color: #fff2cc;">in ritirata...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;">...certe notti<br />sono pagine strappate<br />al libro della vita...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #fce5cd;">Futuro prossimo</span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd;">insonne</span><br />
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<span style="color: #fce5cd;">e</span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd;">malinconia</span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd;">lacera</span><br />
<span style="color: #fce5cd;">e accartocciata...</span><br />
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<span style="color: #cc0000;"><span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">(da "Il mulino non ha fermato il vento")</span></span><br />
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Beppe Bresolinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02808621344294533466noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1276226565625711754.post-73748198829944180272012-04-18T13:47:00.003-07:002013-01-07T11:10:28.842-08:00Il mulino non ha fermato il vento<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Carezza posata</div>
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passata sul viso</div>
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i<span style="font-size: small;">n nuvole di farina</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">e grano pestato</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">da pugni di parole</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">solo soffi</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">sulle dita</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">e fuga dalle mani:</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">riesci ad amarlo</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">ad abbracciarlo</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">a baciarlo</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">non riesci a fermarlo...</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">Al mulino</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">gira la testa</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;">al passare del vento.</span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">Il vento<br />alitando poesia<br />prosegue il cammino...</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;">(da "Il mulino non ha fermato il vento")</span></div>
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