Reino das Palavras - Instituto Ruth Salles

Kingdom of Words

(S – P – M – TD – C QU – Ô OR – R) poems by Ruth Salles…

poem by Ruth Salles Author's suggestion: Half the class is seated; the other moves. Then take turns. In the first part of…

My gift of love poem by Ruth Salles If I wanted to be a friend, to be comfort, to be a shelter, I would give it soon…

poem by Ruth Salles With two words I want to express myself. I need a bridge if the two are going to connect.

poem by Ruth Salles What is the little word that jumps out, that exclaims, that stirs and screams, that cries and that…

poem by Ruth Salles What name hides, doesn't show where it goes? Is today? It was yesterday? Forward or backward? Was…

poem by Ruth Salles See the verbs coming! They are our companions, strong, brave, alive. How active they are!

Joyful arrival! poem by Ruth Salles The ship, so powerful, with white sails, comes on the high seas. in clear…

poem by Ruth Salles Everything, everything that exists in the world – the stone and the plant, the animal and the…

poem by Ruth Salles The face and the paws: the shovels that dig. The short nails dig into the dirt; thin…

poem by Ruth Salles Run, the hare runs in the forest. He wants a good party to be celebrated.

poem by Ruth Salles Madrugada, in the woods you can already hear the beat: bica-bica, pica-pica, tambourines the woodpecker.