Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 127

Golden Tree

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans, Berkel-Enschot

Golden Tree

When summer arrives

all the windchimes communicate

with the autumn wind.

It is a sound, I appear to hear

when the mind is busy doing nothing.

You may hear the beautiful sound

of sheep in fields of evening,

my youth gave me the light over a world,

I’ve been watching.

In the middle, water beams through a landscape,

forgotten by a tree.

It shines in the evening, when people go asleep.

The magician lost her white hair,

grey does not breathe.

It is the hand of a wizard,

which was the foolest foolish fool on earth,

I can assure.

The child smiles and laughs

while a small bird drinks down to her feet.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 6, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans, Berkel-Enschot

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The undark light

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The undark light

From under the ground

a silence moved.

Earth and soil came together

and from underneath, a sound

revived more sounds.

The sand hardened and tripled

of once being planet earth.

In the highlight of our universe,

a movement took place,

you could say, it never did happen.

Candles and stones of fire deepened red

till silver glass tinkled through the night.

It is my one dream and she would last forever

as if mornings never happened,

earth did move in its shelter.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 5, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Unknown lotus flower

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Unknown lotus flower

I have the dignity of being complete unknown.

On my brown table, you and I taste

no good food but light blue flowers,

yellow small reminders, red memories

and one, one purple, orange, black,

white, and golden & silver lotus flowers.

Silence has a colour because a prince holds

a rule of dreamy rules.

You know, she’s unknown,

but that’s not the point…,

the point is, he is dedicated

she whispers

the night changes in summer

and white lotus flowers are kissed in waterfalls,

rainbows in a candle, unknown.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 5, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

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Photograph II : The Netherlands, Berkel-Enschot, Pieter Zeemanlaan

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Blue coat

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Photograph I : Five stars are translated in a blue coat

Blue coat

A sky has stars

heaven in universe

try to fade

and I was not

the thinker, the lover,

the writer or author.

A sky has ice hearts

colder than

midwinter’s night

brings my yellow hair, red left finger point

in skies of green diamonds on the wall!

One sky tries to disappear,

a sky of masters

not to be seen

not to be known a name,

a loving feeling, a poetry home,

I thought,

it was relative

it is all relative

in a blue coat

that comforts a testimony,

I can’t dream of.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 5, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Five stars are translated in a blue coat

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Manuscript

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Manuscript

There are 3 ways to Heaven,

according and conform my manuscript.

Electricity moves a world, by energy,

fast in waves of water and wind.

Ink silences drops of ocean,

no one never knew, before.

Paper is my roommate.

Paper is my partner.

Paper is my team.

My day starts with water, before tea

and inspiration, Earl Grey Tea, before breakfast.

It is not a way of balance in harmony.

It is the way by a simple manuscript.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 5, 2019

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Photograph II : A collection of my manuscript, not to be bored, ever.

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His suit

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Photograph I : Red roses in the dark of night, Berkel-Enschot

His suit

Jan Goossens had his origins in a poor family of farmers.

In the evening, he studied to develop and create clothes,

all kind, all sort, and soft tastes of flowers.

They had 9 children, 2 never saw a good, stable light.

Catholicism has it’s and not its, good reasons.

The Holocaust gave all of his children fresh bread,

during a Saturday Night Fever, almost 5 years,

I say, can also be seen as 4 years.

He was sent on holiday, 3 Times, to France.

You should see his face, when he was there

on my Birthday.

I doubt, if it was my left, or right hand.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Jan Goossens, Van Spaendonck, Wollenstoffenfabriek,

Tilburg,

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March 5, 2019

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Photograph II : Berkel-Enschot, Red roses in the night (B7.)

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Five stars

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Photograph I : My Crystal Ball shines her Light across earth and universe

Five stars

I have a perspective, and a vision

but not by my eyes, within one eye.

A construction, a base is solid

in water grounds, so-called bodied

in 1 soul.

Sharpness is competing my love

of soft dedication in hands

of white, blue and silver responsibility.

A dimension has doubled, more twice,

twice once, again in 5 stars by a star

and because of the star!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 4, 2019

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Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Greater feeling

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Greater feeling

He was waiting.

I could not see in a mist.

I bowed my head, a little deeper.

They sang it would last.

It’s a journey, all kinds of differences

while the line of lines

has been kept alive, by silence.

I see, I see.

They didn’t feel me and would not.

It’s a quest, a story and a tale;

someone takes it,

in the way she holds her white hands.

She saw it, and sees it.

And something, little deeper, she bows

her head.

Her hairs fall, across the story,

the road of streets.

I have a greater feeling, lately.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 4, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Love poetry

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Photograph : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Love poetry

A research about genes and a conscience

is exactly, actually the same as a research

of genes and a human conscience.

You get a near-death experience, when you

want, it. Clear.

I am the last, who is first.

Strictly taken, I’ve been writing, since

and ever since, I walked out the door.

A difference is, between someone who walked

out of the doors.

Love poetry is not easy

when you can’t write, no more.

Any way of my ways

are anyway in my way,

forever more.

A poet falls in love with poetry

when and if she can’t understand

the last letter in her 1000 dictionaries

but I don’t think, that would be a problem.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 4, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

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Illustration : Dicé Versus Hybris, August 13, 2016, WP 546, My mission

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The Last Ship

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Illustration I : A quote by Lao Tzu – Tao Te Ching

The Last Ship

A lot of people were waiting, there.

They passed my way.

A lot of animals were making noises.

They passed the way.

A lot of memories waited, there, here.

It all passed, away.

Wisdom passed my way,

in the way of the wind, it is All easy!

Water stays the same as it feels.

It doesn’t change the drop that made it All so clear.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

March 4, 2019

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© 2019 Petra Hermans

Illustration II : A quote by Michael Andreas Helmut Ende

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