Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 15
October 25, 2019
Between all lines
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Between all lines
There are a lot of people, I do not know.
There are more people, I’ve never met.
They read books, they used to read.
In a long forgotten time, the fourth flour
is lower, actually, than the third Tower.
It is the same, exactly the same with a 10 time
base or 11 basement, a difference makes the day!
I say, the fish has already been paid, for, by this woman.
I see, their smile over the ages, I must say, I agree.
All of the lines, illiteracy is a luxury, I could not compete ..
All the world, in my hands, I make that one joke
as it seems to be the best.
In the highest air, I miss a touchy feeling!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Eindhoven, Tilburg, Udenhout, Berkel-Enschot, Oss,
‘s-Hertogenbosch, Zaal De Goede Herder, Domino’s Pizza,
Groningen, Liempde, de Turkse Moskee, Kraaivenstraat/Beneluxlaan,
Westerpark, Boxtel, Kaatsheuvel, Nuenen/Beekstraat.
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 25, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9288022-my-numbers-last-forever-especially-for-one-number
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9233595-me-my-family-and-i-we-stand-above-betrayal-because
Photograph II : The Sun is shining. How strange.
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Along the sphere
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Along the sphere
Under and above, my autumn in earth,
I see beautiful colours, that remain
the day behind my eye.
Along the way, of spheres and areas,
I feel everytime, a new happiness,
a depth of silence, a blue wind.
Silver comes slow.
Next to my perception, a vision of guidance
was stronger than my strength,
ever could, be.
A light turned in white.
And in between, an evening and winter’s night,
a very harmonious way of saying, thank you, is there.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 25, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10037150-along-the-woods-i-walk-i-walk-on-before-i
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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1002 Nights
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
1002 Nights
A book may be opened, twice
while I read it, once.
A book is a song, I have sung it,
in my wildest dreams.
The book has a lot of readers
but most of all, more writers.
Authors are unknown.
Surely.
Silver has a silence,
a guardian angel smiles
her sweet smile during 1002 Nights.
The old fairytale, all around the world,
has a new book and poet.
I have understood that when you steal
a House, you should try to rob it, nice and properly!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 25, 2019
Twitter-account, Heerlijke Happen
Shepards pie met knolselderij
Shepards pie, a “poor mans dish”,
the Netherlands, October 24, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9097721-licht-is-vrij-en-deelbaar
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9085955-the-brightest-light-came-through-the-darkest-night
Photograph II : The joke was not meant to be funny … !
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October 24, 2019
The evening light
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The evening light
In the evening, when I am asleep,
the breath of more, one child could hear,
lives in my room.
It is an old room, not the newest or last.
There are no colours in her window, or eyes.
In the night, I look for an owl.
At midnight, I hear a new smell on earth,
under the sky and heaven.
It promises new life to a futuristic generation.
I have always loved a bright summer,
in which the evening lights glow in the dark,
while I walked my dream under silver moonlight.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 25, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Always in my mind. She is always in my mind.
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A deep voice
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A deep voice
All long the day, he has a picture,
or better said, a wonderful photograph,
behind his heart.
He cannot explain, the image,
already into his soul, or hands.
Something, far away, further bothers
his mind …
It is, like, as someone says,
or as a memory, further more.
In the afternoon, it is my grandfather
who feels a move in his right hand.
The left hand takes over, all a sudden,
in a moment he paints the first drawing,
before our human race, existed!
Honestly, I prefer Adolf Hitler.
“Eva Braun” lost, her shocked, child
in a yellow box, ever. Sorry.
How to be bored, longer than endlessly.
Women on top, how boring.
Before dawn.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 25, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9101956-opa-jan-goossens-had-tijdens-de-tweede-wereldoorlog-geen-enkele
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9089093-er-is-1-moment-in-mijn-leven-geweest-dat-ik
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : She used to rely on green light eyes!
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Above all owls
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Above all owls
An animal may be, or not,
a living human being in our Home.
A house can guard a river of all oceans
in the depth of my sky.
In my silver field, one golden heart
shines beneath all silent sounds.
In all my dreams, the dreams of all children
had one wish, to forget one book, I know.
During my youth, I had a friend,
I cannot tell you all about her.
She used to quarrel with the silent birds
and gave them All, to feed a new day.
I say, what is a day when you cannot hear,
how I have writing poetry at the Time,
I had to learn how to watch the stars!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 25, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10035321-in-the-lack-of-a-great-pair-of-glasses
Photograph II : I am not your woman, or how do you call it, named in artificial life
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One Cryßtal spirit
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
One Cryßtal spirit
A long old journey
would end in the same spirit
as it not, faded.
An old lady can be seen
as a butterfly, a hawk or little bird.
It is all in the very same sound.
An old boy was seen
in an ordinary way,
the handsome side on the road,
you cannot touch such an area!
I have read a book but it drowned,
completely, in a sea, where I swim,
at the end of a beautiful song!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 24, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : We had one huge contest, the longest hair, ever, belong to me!
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October 23, 2019
The same way
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The same way
If I would ever, walk again,
in this way, would it return,
will it be returned, the same way.
If I would walk, and lose it all again,
over again, could I wave it back,
to me, in my safe hands, can I.
She was the bravest, all of us,
she was certainly the bravest of All.
Small and little, she came upon
planet earth, eyes wide open,
arms ready to write another new story.
She is small, slowly her eyes
turn over all pages.
The left pulse is not as great,
as her left hand.
Anyway, in her hand,
it All was given.
She is the bravest because her left pulse
is prepared to carry on time.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 23, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : How to lose it All, for ages!
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The smallest corridor
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The smallest corridor
I started to write about an easy way,
as it was all been seen, in that way.
In a small room, not much room
is for space, left no more.
Eyes can see without touching the ground,
ever.
It is a difficult for my soul, to give up
on giving in, where it has been carried
in love, by life and because of more
than one faith.
The smallest corridor however,
is the greatest moment in Time
on planet earth.
I have tried, once, to forget
about it All, but someone thought
it would be wise, to write it all
in a memory book.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 23, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10035686-at-a-distance-i-love-an-old-acquaintance-from-far
Photograph II : Poetry as campaign, how sweet and nice, it All rhymes!
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Eye of eyes
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Eye of eyes
You are not allowed, to ask me,
anything, or say something, to me.
Only when I, ask you, to.
Before I arrive, at my destiny,
the destiny is on my silence
in the night during the daylight.
It is all in my slender frame.
I wanted, to serve in this way,
for my better world, one day.
The point is, to take a severe distance,
at all responsibility.
Later, I give it back to earth,
what is needed.
Much information will be left,
in the slender sky of my inner love.
The home is a house, one way back
to return, in reality it is a calm sea,
to guide in return, one insight
in the nature of our human spirit.
The soul is, then, apart of the mind,
while the body breathes in a new area.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 23, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10033815-something-in-his-eye-looked-far-beyond-my-two-eyes
Marianne Fredriksson – Den som vandrar om natten,
© Marianne Fredriksson, 1988
Marianne Fredriksson, De nachtwandelaar
Uitgeverij De Geus bv, Breda 2003
ISBN 90 5226 657 3
NUR 302
Photograph II : A small tiny difference exists between ‘Marcus’ and ‘Markus’
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The Religion of The Blue Circle
Let's talk about love.
Let's write about religion.
And keep quiet in silent silence.
Netherlands, Tilburg
May 24, 2016
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