tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54128994341519556092011-07-08T01:45:55.391-07:00Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.comBlogger201100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-54710923946832748512008-03-17T22:08:00.000-07:002009-04-17T18:06:02.551-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/R99Q3PH7JOI/AAAAAAAABH8/orDGknY7UO0/s1600-h/DSC08369.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178947006382154978" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/R99Q3PH7JOI/AAAAAAAABH8/orDGknY7UO0/s400/DSC08369.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div><div>Vou dar </div><div>um tempo </div><div>de mim mesma</div><div>para mim.</div><div> </div><div>Vou fingir</div><div>que estou nem aí...</div><div>e que você</div><div>nem está em mim.</div><div> </div><div>(Mariana Santacruz - 14/04/2009)</div><br /><div><br /></div><div></div><div></div><div>* todos os poemas contidos nesta página são de minha autoria ... e todos registrados na Biblioteca Nacional.</div><div>* instalação exposta no SESC - Niterói (2006) e na Unilasalle (2007) </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-5471092394683274851?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-80113185702924206792007-11-06T17:35:00.000-08:002007-11-06T17:47:20.813-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RzEW0BtviGI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tFnLRZikY08/s1600-h/convite.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129906533621008482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RzEW0BtviGI/AAAAAAAAAzc/tFnLRZikY08/s400/convite.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Horário de funcionamento da galeria:</div><div>dia de semana - das 18h00min às 21h00min</div><div>sábado - das 09h00min às 12h00min e das 15h00min às 18h00min</div><div><br><br> </div><div></div><div>Todas as peças expostas estão a venda!</div><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-8011318570292420679?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-34088283789151610822007-10-05T21:09:00.000-07:002011-03-15T14:28:29.203-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RwcKsQ5KmqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qyd8VszXuh0/s1600-h/bandeja_pq+copy1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118071257095117474" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RwcKsQ5KmqI/AAAAAAAAAb8/qyd8VszXuh0/s400/bandeja_pq+copy1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Te engulo </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">em meus pensamentos </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e saboreio </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">lembrança por lembrança </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">um gosto doce na ponta da língua </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(resquícios de um beijo inacabado). </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Provo, assim, </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">o sabor do meu desejo </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">que não passa </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">de mero passado saudoso </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">(fruta mais que madura deitada no chão). </span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br />Bandeja pequena 28 x 18 (já vem com vidro): R$ 85,00 e bandeja grande 38 x 30(também com vidro): R$ 135,00</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-3408828378915161082?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-37597010018749714152007-09-22T10:45:00.000-07:002010-03-13T12:46:42.194-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RvVVuQ5KmgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pQGk31H7zB0/s1600-h/_VSF9191%2520copy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113087205246147074" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RvVVuQ5KmgI/AAAAAAAAAZY/pQGk31H7zB0/s400/_VSF9191%2520copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RvVU7g5KmfI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/WWWkCBg-kiE/s1600-h/_VSF9191%2520copy.jpg"></a></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Faça<br />um favor<br />ao meu coração<br /><br />Me cante poesias<br />Me contando<br />que<br />a cada dia<br /><br />Me misturo<br />em sua pele<br />como mar<br />e maresia<br />numa tarde de verão...<br /><br />E me diz<br />Ai,<br />me diz...<br /><br />Que fui eu<br />quem fiz<br />o seu coração nascer.<br /><br /><strong>Incensário (agora em outro modelo) : R$ 65,00</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-3759701001874971415?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-31890285203587301872007-05-22T11:59:00.000-07:002011-03-15T14:29:33.785-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RlM9yITm6zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vQKpigq62hA/s1600-h/_VSF8273%20copy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067461937154419506" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RlM9yITm6zI/AAAAAAAAAOc/vQKpigq62hA/s400/_VSF8273%2520copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Correndo<br />contra o vento<br />me sinto<br />mais viva<br /><br />É<br />o vento<br />batendo no rosto<br /><br />É<br />o sangue<br />correndo nas veias<br /><br />É<br />o resto<br />do tempo corrido...</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porta jóias (5 gavetas): R$ 185,00 (agora em modelo diferente)</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-3189028520358730187?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-41160726567927892632007-04-23T10:59:00.000-07:002009-09-17T07:22:37.663-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/Riz0R6C__hI/AAAAAAAAANM/eTbiNB77BQ8/s1600-h/_VSF8019%20copy.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056685070107016722" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/Riz0R6C__hI/AAAAAAAAANM/eTbiNB77BQ8/s400/_VSF8019%2520copy.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">De vez em quando </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">eu fico assim: </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">nem muito inteira </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">nem tão falante </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">nem toda quieta </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">com os olhos baixos, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">mas sempre em frente </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">meio distante, </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">mas sempre perto </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Às vezes fico meio </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">que da cor do deserto... </span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#000000;">Aparador de livros (o par): R$ 125,00 </span></span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-4116072656792789263?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-68447620569442191742007-03-14T07:02:00.000-07:002008-07-14T07:12:48.600-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RfgA06eevCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Gyeo9fmHSj4/s1600-h/_VSF4600+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041780691891567650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RfgA06eevCI/AAAAAAAAAE4/Gyeo9fmHSj4/s400/_VSF4600+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Há algo que inflama </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">dentro de mim </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Estranho é </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">que por vezes </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tudo em volta </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">parece </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">preto e branco. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Mas cinzas </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">se vão; </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">se espalhando perdidas </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">no chão. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E finalmente </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">meu corpo corre </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">livre </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">através da luz </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">e da cor: </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">movimentos perpétuos. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Cofrinho: R$ 65,00 </span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-6844762056944219174?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-59915008185592807852007-03-04T17:57:00.000-08:002010-03-13T12:48:19.921-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/Ret5MDAZJLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6OLH00msC7w/s1600-h/caixabig1.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038253856016377010" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/Ret5MDAZJLI/AAAAAAAAAEw/6OLH00msC7w/s400/caixabig1.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Vi você </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">vindo </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">para me ver </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">vestido </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">só </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">de sol </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sorrindo </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">solto </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">um sorriso </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sem segredos prontos </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">um sonho real </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Resumindo: </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou sua </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">seu céu </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e ponto final. </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Caixa big (agora em outro modelo mais amplo - 23 x 33 e 10cm de altura): R$129,00</strong> </span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-5991500818559280785?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-21790211163738666902007-03-01T05:24:00.000-08:002009-09-08T12:00:20.863-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RebUnpN3VpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/MAwedqbcE9g/s1600-h/caixagrande1.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036947010804471442" border="0" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RebUnpN3VpI/AAAAAAAAAEk/MAwedqbcE9g/s400/caixagrande1.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Ao tentar te esquecer </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">fui lembrada </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E minha boca </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">já calada foi beijada </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Minha mente por você </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">invadida </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">dia a dia </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">cada parte do meu corpo </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">foi tomada </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">por tuas mãos tão adestradas </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">seqüestrado </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">E não tive mais saída </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ao teu lado </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">meu amor em cativeiro </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">foi deixado </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Perseguiste-me </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">por todos os meus lados </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">eu cansada fui cedendo </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">lentamente </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ao teu modo de me ter </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">assediado. </span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><strong>Caixa grande (30 x 20 e 9cm de altura): R$: 95,00</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-2179021116373866690?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-462013577024175402007-02-28T15:23:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:32:11.093-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYPCZN3VlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8rt_8fHHyYA/s1600-h/_VSF36266.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036729767063672402" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYPCZN3VlI/AAAAAAAAAD0/8rt_8fHHyYA/s400/_VSF36266.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> <br /><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Bebo</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">do azul</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">que amanhece</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Faço </span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">uma prece</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Peço</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">pra você</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">nascer</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">definitivamente claro</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Feito céu</span></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Todo em mim...</span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;"><br />Porta copos (6 unidades): R$ 145,00 (em falta)</span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-46201357702417540?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-57095339959035858532007-02-27T12:02:00.000-08:002010-03-13T12:48:08.047-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReSOke-6-EI/AAAAAAAAACI/X9s7aQsvh5A/s1600-h/_VSF4614+copy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036307040750467138" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReSOke-6-EI/AAAAAAAAACI/X9s7aQsvh5A/s320/_VSF4614+copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Em tudo<br />o que faço<br />Por onde caminho<br />Existe<br />o sossego<br />Quando carrego<br />comigo<br />A sombra de ti...<br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Caixa pequena (11 x 11 e 7cm de altura): R$ 49,00</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-5709533995903585853?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-77361792433726171882007-02-21T11:22:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:33:40.696-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX0RpN3VdI/AAAAAAAAACU/7UhXfFfG0rc/s1600-h/_VSF3568.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036700342242727378" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX0RpN3VdI/AAAAAAAAACU/7UhXfFfG0rc/s400/_VSF3568.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Eu sou a palavra </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">na ponta da língua </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou lua que míngua </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">chuva que nunca respinga </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sou céu todo aberto </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e azul turquesa </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou o alvo certo </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">da sua incerteza </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Eu sou bem mais </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">que olhar pra trás </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou toda história </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">a sua memória </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sou sorriso solto </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e choro aos prantos </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou canto em coro </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou mais que um encanto </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Eu sou a verdade </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">mais absoluta </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e sou a mentira </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">mais estapafúrdia </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Sou zero e mil </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou o fim da estrada </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">sou qualquer partida </span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">e toda chegada.</span><br /><br /><strong><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS;">Baú: R$ 175,00</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-7736179243372617188?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-89441704924019951872007-02-21T07:45:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:34:24.588-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYReZN3VnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oMuY34HEMrc/s1600-h/_VSF4612+copy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036732447123265138" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYReZN3VnI/AAAAAAAAAEM/oMuY34HEMrc/s400/_VSF4612+copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> <br /><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Pra onde será<br />que você foi<br /><br />Quem te levou<br />nesse momento<br /><br />Que contratempo<br />da batida no meu peito<br />eu te acho e ajeito<br />um jeito de te olhar<br /><br />Aqui bem dentro<br />dos meus olhos tão perfeitos<br />mora um universo cheio<br />de espaço pra você ficar...<br /><br />Não vá ainda<br />sente aqui e me escute<br />e se encoste por meus cantos<br />que eu já vou lhe encantar...<br /><br />E me confesse<br />porque você foi embora<br />e me cansou com a demora<br />de hora em hora, ora bolas!<br />Sem essa de me deixar...<br /><br /><strong>Banquinho retangular: R$ 185,00 </strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-8944170492401995187?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-28062571346409737172007-02-20T17:28:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:34:55.533-07:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX445N3VjI/AAAAAAAAADc/CKIUgiq_xjI/s1600-h/_VSF3633.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036705414599104050" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX445N3VjI/AAAAAAAAADc/CKIUgiq_xjI/s400/_VSF3633.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/Rdugd--6-BI/AAAAAAAAABk/VYVernzDsek/s1600-h/_VSF3633.JPG"></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span></span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Um rabisco<br />no meu lábio<br />é sorriso<br />é risco suave<br />e rico<br /><br />É raiar<br />do sol<br />no breu do céu<br />da minha boca.<br /><br /><strong>Abajur (somente a cúpula): R$ 70,00 (com a cúpula e a base): R$ 90,00</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-2806257134640973717?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-33378982640681237092007-02-20T11:27:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:35:48.274-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX5gZN3VkI/AAAAAAAAADo/IAuQTXK2I2g/s1600-h/_VSF4591+copy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036706093203936834" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX5gZN3VkI/AAAAAAAAADo/IAuQTXK2I2g/s400/_VSF4591+copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> <br /><div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 85%;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Amigo<br />não tem<br />tempo nem<br />hora<br /><br />Se demora<br />em aparecer<br />a gente senta e chora<br />espera o coração<br />sorver...<br /><br />Mas ser amigo é<br />ter<br />peito aberto<br />sempre<br />ombro perto<br />colo quente<br />bem querer.</span><br /><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Caixa comprida (28 x 7 e 5cm de altura) : R$ 59,00</strong></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-3337898264068123709?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-42118404563091764382007-02-19T09:17:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:36:43.550-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX2NJN3VgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WR0lbFMbRXo/s1600-h/_VSF3619.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036702463956571650" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX2NJN3VgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/WR0lbFMbRXo/s400/_VSF3619.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br /><div><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div>Quando a palavra</div><div>faz pose</div><div>pra mim</div><div>Eu faço</div><div>poesia</div><div>com a palavra. </div><div><br /></div><div><strong><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color: black; font-family: trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><div><strong><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Caixa mini: R$ 30,00</span></span></strong></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-4211840456309176438?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-25943039470429557152007-02-18T13:05:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:37:03.888-07:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYQx5N3VmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HzUuJcQp1w8/s1600-h/_VSF4610+copy.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036731682619086434" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYQx5N3VmI/AAAAAAAAAEA/HzUuJcQp1w8/s400/_VSF4610+copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a> <br /><div><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Senta aqui<br />pára um pouco<br />e me conta de você.<br />Minha saudade é azul<br />e infinita feito o céu da manhã.<br />Deixa eu te olhar, pelo menos,<br />até o anoitecer.<br /><br /><strong>Banquinho quadrado: RS 185,00</strong></span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-2594303947042955715?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-7362417294836208052007-02-18T12:56:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:37:41.012-07:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX3EpN3VhI/AAAAAAAAADE/OnVIDA57UMs/s1600-h/_VSF3644.JPG"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036703417439311378" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReX3EpN3VhI/AAAAAAAAADE/OnVIDA57UMs/s400/_VSF3644.JPG" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/Rdi9j7SnTOI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7sCLPca2T1g/s1600-h/_VSF3644.JPG"></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="font-size: 85%;"></span></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;">Estendo meus braços<br />pro vento...<br />e sinto<br />por um minuto<br />que quase posso abraçar<br />o sentimento do mundo...<br /><br />Num breve<br />desejo de querer<br />ser<br />mais do que posso<br />mais do que sou<br />mais do que<br />eu mesma sei de mim<br /><br />Ainda assim, sussurro<br />num sorriso<br />a graça que me faz<br />jamais pensar<br />que tudo o que nasce<br />de bom<br />num coração<br />findará.<br /><br /><strong>Porta jóias (3 gavetas): R$ 150,00&nbsp;(agora em modelo diferente)&nbsp;</strong></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-736241729483620805?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-24765752832922275732007-02-18T11:25:00.000-08:002007-11-28T14:09:29.418-08:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYR7JN3VoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sSunH_YO8wc/s1600-h/_VSF4589+copy.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036732941044504194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/ReYR7JN3VoI/AAAAAAAAAEY/sSunH_YO8wc/s400/_VSF4589+copy.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Faço versos</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">ao inverso </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">me invento </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Faço versos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tão perversos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">quanto o tempo </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Faço versos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">tal qual vento </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">no Universo </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Faço versos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">que são côncavos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">e convexos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Faço versos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">porque invejo </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">quem o vê </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><br /><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Faço versos </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">pra conservar </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">o meu viver...</span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></div><div><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span></strong></div><br /><div><strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Caixa média (16,5 X 16,5 e 6cm de altura): R$ 69,00</span></strong><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"> </span></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-2476575283292227573?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5412899434151955609.post-4426645995626454302007-02-18T11:13:00.000-08:002011-03-15T14:38:41.046-07:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RdilxrSnTKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jc7lBAuio3k/s1600-h/_VSF36011.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032954856439499938" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_xE5lcg2xe9A/RdilxrSnTKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/jc7lBAuio3k/s320/_VSF36011.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: black;"> Não existe momento exato</span><br /><span style="color: black;">para a poesia</span><br /><span style="color: black;">é a qualquer hora</span><br /><span style="color: black;">do vagar do dia</span><br /><span style="color: black;">é um beijo bom</span><br /><span style="color: black;">que a boca implora</span><br /><span style="color: black;">é a goela seca</span><br /><span style="color: black;">que a água devora</span><br /><span style="color: black;"></span><br /><span style="color: black;">É um piscar lento</span><br /><span style="color: black;">onde os olhos seguem</span><br /><span style="color: black;">indícios da vida</span><br /><span style="color: black;">que voam com o vento</span><br /><span style="color: black;"></span><br /><span style="color: black;">É cheiro de sal</span><br /><span style="color: black;">num gosto de mar</span><br /><span style="color: black;">é vendaval</span><br /><span style="color: black;">que na cabeça dá</span><br /><span style="color: black;"></span><br /><span style="color: black;">É um susto</span><br /><span style="color: black;">uma sina</span></span><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span style="color: black;">é um salto pro céu...</span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><strong>Porta retrato triplo 10 X 15 (com compartimento em cima - já vem com vidros): RS 120,00</strong></span></span><span style="color: black;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5412899434151955609-442664599562645430?l=marianasantacruz.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Mariana Santacruzhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13103635338828027362noreply@blogger.com2