Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 133

Translucence time

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Translucence time

A child looked every morning

to a new morning.

It was a green bedroom

not larger than regular.

Who says, tomorrow will never come

because yesterday didn’t appeal to the day after.

I liked all sorts of translucence objects

I was too old.

I was interested in all kinds of translucency

I was too young.

I had visions, déjà-vu has been called

a French idea, but I’ve been translating language.

It all seemed to be so easy and really, it was.

I see time, in the background and at the same time

I love my place at the forefront; it’s for free!

I noticed before, when you love one another

you look into each other’s eyes.

I actually don’t know what colour.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 22, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Netherlands, Tilburg by Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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White mountain

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

White mountain

You have a place,

it has been called a church.

White demons fly away

by ghosts of the past, present and future.

There is no such a name

as one that has been left behind.

Birds do fly, around a white mountain.

Eagles, hawks and owls have been seeing

a white owl.

You call it, you may call it a mountain,

a house or church, but these are words

to feel comfortable for a while.

I know, wisdom has not been taken

as a sign of my hands

but as the plural form in my name.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 22, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Netherlands, Berkel-Enschot by Petra Hermans

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Wind of ages

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Wind of ages

A railway station of a billion souls

are carried by 1 choice.

It was silent and the wind of all ages

wiped away my face of all times.

They were watching me for the longest time

but did not come close, nearby.

I have a name by a small body

she is little.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 22, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Down the River

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Down the River

I. Kaag, Rupt-devant-Saint-Mihiel, France

We went down the river, that day.

7 Friends, cheese, fromage,

bread, du pain, pas du vin.

An old car and his friend.

7 Friends, 8 Returned.

Château Migraine était passé.

Pas mal du tout.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 22, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : A very early Sunrise this morning, not yesterday!

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A different smile

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A different smile

My grandfather Petrus Hermans takes care

of his forest, the soil, the animals, the trees,

sand and water of all skies.

He knows how to cope with a weasel.

He waited for me with his smile.

My father gave me the statue of his parents.

It was given in white blankets.

He gave me a part of his suit.

The Second War made a fool, of him.

I took care of him, when it was necessary.

There were 3 parrots in his cave.

He told me about the quality of shoes

of former Times.

What was his name?

Churchill, Winston.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 22, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Johan Rudolph Thorbecke (1798 – 1872)

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My blue ball

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

My blue ball

I do not think, I am, that, special.

I made it special.

In my youth, in my earlier years,

I dreamed to become one of them.

I always wanted to belong to them.

I’ve not always been like this,

in that proper, good and professional way.

It took me some years.

First, at first, I’ve been reading books,

some books.

When you’re in love, you stay quiet,

calm and easy.

Sometimes, it was hard to be different,

very different, but otherwise,

I love my blue ball.

You can give it a name, a title

but I do not belong to this way.

It is a wonderful profession

and I am glad, thankful and

dedicated, I am able.

Time is and time will be,

I stand here, to feel

the beating of time

in my white, silent and peaceful hands.

I love my way of living.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 20, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht

(Lemniscaat B.V. Rotterdam 1982) Zeventiende druk, 2009

ISBN : 978 90 6069 504 6

Marianne Fredriksson  – Noreas saga

(Wahlström & Widstrand 1983)

Marianne Fredriksson – Norea, dochter van Eva

(Uitgeverij De Geus BV, Breda 2004)

ISBN : 90 5226 656 5

Michael Andreas Helmut Ende – Die unendliche Geschichte

(Thienemann 1979, 2004)

ISBN : 978 3 522 17684 2

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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In his remembrance

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

In his remembrance

I remember, his decent manners.

I remember, his silent walk.

I know, he never spoke

about the love of his family.

He shows me his trembling lips

and tears, after three days.

It is in the way of my body.

The soul changed, as I could not

compete, to you all.

It always wondered me, how it would be,

to love in His Remembrance.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 19, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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My wish

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

My wish

My silent hands do comfort me.

I was in time, before time,

to make it last forever.

I was not worse than he was.

I am not, even half as, worse.

Nine years, the favourite guest,

of the two boys.

We had some cocoa on the couch.

It became more silent in me

than silence could be, or is.

I knew then, I never had a family.

I would never, have a family.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 19, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Pieter Zeemanlaan, Tobias Asserlaan, Berkel-Enschot

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Far sight

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Far sight

I have been looking in far skies,

far away skies.

I felt more than all feelings,

I have felt all emotions.

Furthermore, you could say,

she saw it All.

But then, she’s been reaching,

reached out to a sight, far away.

You think, may think

and might have thought

she couldn’t see it, she looked

but didn’t see, further more.

You say that, you say it.

I think

I would have been wiser,

to stay quiet and keep silent.

I’d rather think, I’ve felt, it.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 17, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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In my place

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

In my place

It was dark,

beautiful dark

in his eyes.

A smile looked my way.

You could say

it was love

it has something

to do with love.

I know

you’ve been reading

the lines of a poet,

a dreamer and a lover.

In my place

there are no lights

because the lights

do not go down,

they exist in your eyes.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 16, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Crystal Ball in my place

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