Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 147

9 – 8

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Photograph I : A Northern Sky conform a Polar Star

9 – 8

I do not know

when it all appeared

to me as one.

At school, I learned

to calculate with numbers.

At home, I already knew

that it wasn’t completely true.

He saw, me then.

Harmony, I was born

but numbers were given

he never knew, before.

A last drop has not been saved

I saved it just a minute ago

you did not see it, neither did I.

Somehow, it was a solution.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 19, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : A number on the front of a church in a village (P. Hermans)

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Tailor

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Photograph I : Petra Hermans

Tailor

A tailor of tales;

that’s how you

have been, calling me.

It sounds familiar,

but I agree!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 19, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Netherlands, Tilburg, Westerpark (Petra Hermans)

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La Marche de l’Empereur

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Photograph I : Painting of my grandfather Jan Goossens

La Marche de l’Empereur (2005)

Luc Jacquet

1 Hour, 26 minutes

It was cold for little birds.

It has been colder for orcas.

It is the hottest place on earth, but not by far

the coolest.

I can’t walk, I know it.

I understand that for a long long time.

It is my body.

My body does not adapt.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 19, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Roald Dahl – The Twits (Quentin Blake)

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Purple or red

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Photograph I : Berkel-Enschot, ‘t Kakelhofje (Photograph by Petra Hermans)

Purple or red

You can hardly imagine, that I remember

my first day and at the same time, my first exam!

Kindergarten.

Five hours, I suppose.

Under the table, while my friends examined

me, for 2 hours.

I am the best worst teacher in the world.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 19, 2019

a-ha – East of the Sun, West of the Moon (1990), Waiting for Her

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The combination of water and wind is my speciality

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All my birds

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

All my birds

Even though, it is the second half of January,

all my birds returned, yesterday!!

I know, spring is coming, for a couple of days.

A lot of birds are happy, now, since a long time!

I did not expect all those birds in my afternoon,

but I saw them coming, going, over and over again,

high in the sky!

I was happy,

I am happy.

Then, I moved my body closer into my room,

turned my head right in the middle, a little below.

I closed the door, took my pen

and wrote it, All down.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 19, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Marianne Fredriksson – Norea, dochter van Eva

(Uitgeverij De Geus BV, Breda, the Netherlands, 2004)

(Original: Marianne Fredriksson – Noreas saga, Sweden, 1983)

“Allemaal droegen ze hun mooiste gewaad en vele sieraden,

maar velen voelden doodsangst, zag Norea. Het was niet zo

vanzelfsprekend en eenvoudig als Lu-Sin het destijds in haar jeugd

had voorgesteld.

Een hofdame kwam te laat en was nog niet klaar met het vastzetten

van haar zilveren hoofdband toen de gifdrank al in haar beker

werd geschonken.

Norea hief, zoals het gebruik gebood, als eerste haar gouden beker,

ze keek naar de heldere drank en zag An-Nams blauwe ogen erin.

Ze lachte triomfantelijk naar hem, hief haar beker als een groet

en leegde hem in één teug.”

Hoofdstuk 34, pagina 274

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6 Levels

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Illustration : A quote by Lao Tzu  (Lao Tzu – Tao Te Ching)

6 Levels

A guardian angel has been guiding

A Guardian Angel.

In a landscape of trees,

higher than the sky above earth,

I walk there,

without touching

a sound.

You may say, she might have been

a wizard or storyteller.

The King of Queen has a crown,

with hard stones stronger than water.

Jewels, diamonds or golden glasses of disaster

do not interest, him.

The point of no return is, namely,

all in her soft, sweet and feminine hands.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 18, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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A birthday cake

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A birthday cake

It is a chocolate cake with tea and cookies!

Every morning, every day, I start my life

with the sweetest love.

The cake has 12 pieces.

Some white cream serves a soft taste,

what I like behind my eyes!

12 Candles deserve an admiration,

for what I do not love, has been admired.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 18, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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A silent dream

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A silent dream

An open door seems to be open all the time

but I know that it is not true.

A sky has all kind of types of weather

but when a bird shows the colour of rainbow

silence is my part of dream.

Petra Hermans

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 17, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Body and soul are one (Petra Hermans)

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The painter

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The painter

The painter had no colours, any more.

He was in his house and confused.

When you try to paint, a painting

can be painted, a million Times… ..

A sky looked into his window of glass

and ice of youth jokes were covered by glass,

golden and silver clear dreams.

I’ve always watched the patience

of the painter

but a painter does not see, it that way.

An artist uses the imagination of a lost ship

and I am the one to know, that a captain holds the mermaid.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 17, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The years of my youth (The Netherlands, Berkel-Enschot)

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Rhythm of time

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Rhythm of time

We had one holiday, a year.

We earned our way of living and loving.

A cloud dazzled beyond the sun,

I could not have felt blue roses,

deeper than sunshine!

A time was a holiday,

I laughed because of all kinds of simple, small gestures!

Forgive me, please,

the rhythm of time will be forgotten.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

January 17, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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