riflettendo nonostante me http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/ Fri, 02 Mar 2012 23:07:15 +0100 Libero Blog Persone e Incontri Varie Persone e Incontri http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11116631.html <p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">E' STATO UN TEMPO<br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">DIVERTENTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">SORPRENDENTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">DOLCE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">DELICATO </span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">APPAGANTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">STANCANTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">INQUIETANTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">ECCITANTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">NOIOSO</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">INTERESSANTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">INCOMPRENSIBILE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">SFUGGENTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">PUNGENTE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">AMOREVOLE</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">CONDIVISO</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">ISTRUTTIVO</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">DISTRUTTIVO</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">SORRIDENTE!<br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">...AGONIZZANTE<br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">E' STATO UN TEMPO BELLO!!!</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">ORA PASSATO...</span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #33cccc;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">domani chiss&agrave;;)<br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #33cccc;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #33cccc;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">Daniela, Ezio, Antonio, Asia, Laura, Giovanni, Andrea, Roberta, Gianluca, Simona, Enrico, "Virgola", MariaPaola, "Perlina", Chiara, Franca, Enzo, Carlo, Dario, Susy, Donata, David, Marina, Ilaria, Vince, "Vento", Giuseppe, Marco, Laura(solic),Vanni, Didi, Donatella, Paola, Mario, Fabiana, Ezio(voice), "Asiah1", "Papaveri", "Asia1958", "Imperatore", Robi, Silvio...<br /></span></span></em></span></p><p><span style="color: #33cccc;"><em><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">Sergio.</span></span></em></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><strong><span class="ske05"><em><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;">GRAZIE!!!</span></em></span></strong></span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p> Fri, 02 Mar 2012 21:28:56 +0100 http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11116631.html http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11113503.html <p>"Ma', questa sera vado a ballare!"</p><p>(..acc...ma come? cos&igrave;...fra settimana...senza "motivo"!)</p><p>"Dove? Chi prende la macchina?"(la preoccupazioone &egrave; la solita...la distanza e la compagnia)</p><p>Lui &egrave; il "piccolo" di casa, ma fra poco pi&ugrave; di un mese compir&agrave; 21 anni...bont&agrave; sua, sa bene delle mie ansie e, anche se non si ferma (giustamente), cerca di tranquillizzarmi il pi&ugrave; possibile, con sqll. al cellulare che accompagnano il viaggio e con racconti piuttosto dettagliati delle mete e delle compagnie...ripeto :bont&agrave; sua!</p><p>Passa A. a prenderlo sotto casa,(acc...quanto sono grandi, andavano insieme all'asilo!) devono incontrarsi con l'altra macchina di amici di l&igrave; a poco...sulla strada per....</p><p>[racconto a posteriori]</p><p>..." Abbimo chiamato F. un sacco di volte, ok non risponde, capita, ma ci poteva avvisare se ha cambiato idea...sar&agrave; stato trattenuto dalla ragazza...mamma...ca...o! E' all'ospedale e non sappiampo quanto sia grave, lui e l'amica che era con loro......P. &egrave; morto!! morto!!!....guidava lui, non si sa come...&egrave; finito contro il treno, al passaggio a livello vicino casa..."</p><p>CA..O!!! 21 ANNI!!ACCIDENTI!!!!!!</p><p>...vicino a casa....</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p> Thu, 01 Mar 2012 20:29:17 +0100 http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11113503.html http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11092910.html <p>&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><img src="http://stapelia.files.wordpress.com/2012/01/solec.jpg" alt="sole" width="550" height="413" /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">PUO' ESSERE CHE SIA SOLO UN PERIODO LIMITATO...</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">ANCHE SOLO UNA GIORNATA</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">CERTO E'</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">&nbsp;CHE&nbsp; QUESTA </span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">INASPETTATA PRIMAVERA</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">RASSERENA E CORROBORA</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">L'ANIMO</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">^___^</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">SORRISO SOLEGGIATO</span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #ffcc00;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: comic sans ms,sans-serif;">A TUTTI!</span></span></span></p> primavera sole Thu, 23 Feb 2012 09:30:48 +0100 http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11092910.html http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11049579.html <p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><img src="http://digilander.libero.it/mythodea6/amare-troppo.jpg" alt="se" width="550" height="550" /><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">Quando sar&ograve; capace di amare, mi piacerebbe un amore </span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">che non avesse alcun appuntamento col dovere; </span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">un amore senza sensi di colpa, </span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">senza alcun rimorso, </span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">egoista e naturale </span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">come un fiume che fa il suo corso. </span></strong></em></span></span></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong><span class="ske05">Cos&igrave; vorrei amare.</span></strong><br /></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong>(Gaber)</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong>Se.........</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p><span style="color: #ff00ff;"><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><strong>ne sar&ograve; ancora capace.</strong></em></span></span></span></p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><span style="color: #000000;"><em><strong><br /></strong></em></span></span></span></p> amare Tue, 07 Feb 2012 21:11:04 +0100 http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11049579.html http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11020607.html <p>&nbsp;</p><p>&nbsp;</p><p><strong><img src="http://digilander.libero.it/mythodea6/guardam%201.jpg" alt="g" width="550" height="699" /><br /></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em><br /></em></span></span></strong></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em>Il desiderio reclama il suo tempo&hellip;<br />lo spazio di un sogno&hellip;<br />aleggia&nbsp; il pensiero da<br />remote cavit&agrave; della memoria<br />scoperte e nude<br />di desideri mai sopiti<br /><br />Muovono le parole e torna il tempo <br />ritorna l'energia <br />torna la vita<br />torna il mattino luminoso....</em></span></span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: left;">&nbsp;</p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em>acc...troppa luce....</em></span></span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em>anche questo risveglio </em></span></span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><strong><span class="ske04"><span style="font-family: book antiqua,palatino;"><em>&egrave; brusco;))<br /></em></span></span></strong></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;">&nbsp;</p> desideri mattino memoria parole sogno Sun, 29 Jan 2012 19:17:47 +0100 http://blog.libero.it/inpuntadipensier/11020607.html