Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 17
October 20, 2019
12 Birthday candles
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
12 Birthday candles
A timeless story, discovers earth,
without a past, a present or a future.
The 12 candles on my next cake,
do not need, any light!
It is the taste of a handsome man.
The tea, or purest coffee, was drunk
by the people in this starship.
It is no competition, I do not need,
brown sugar, in the best, very End.
You have no travel, no light, because
a child needs her mother, each day
in my year.
Alas, I say, I might think,
my father is the craziest person
in the world!
A’dam has a new Hometown.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 21, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9262613-een-rechtelijke-macht-verblijft-voor-50-cent-onder-kartonnen-golfplaten
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9237297-i-am-connected-with-the-people-who-go-abroad-to
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9268395-criminals-were-loved-by-their-own-children
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9097734-het-stille-bos-zal-zingen-vanuit-mijn-stille-geest-het
Photograph II : Ice Crystal Light is
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A new morning
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A new morning
A song will be spoken another Time.
The language was hidden, in a forest
where trees do not grow along the rivers.
A song has been sung in melodies
unchained in my chest, the left side
is open and free as always in my hand.
The past is present in my future
countries do carry children in your dictionary,
I agree that there was no middle between us.
I am fourteen years old, perhaps nineteen years,
the light is white soft as my eyes will be closed, tonight.
I ask you, do not forget to ease my last night, in the morning.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 20, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9102067-a-bird-gave-one-signal
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9231800-ik-heb-een-fundamentele-hekel-aan-de-hoererij-van-adolf
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9245727-an-air-of-wind-does-not-need-one-bird
Photograph II : Joseph Goebbels stands, not at my doors but at the backyard
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In winter time
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
In winter time
We had a game, a board, a lifetime
and all the persons, were humans, human beings.
The birds had to be fed in time, by homemade food.
In summer time, the time was lost by the depth of my maths.
I was the one, who made all the figures and numbers.
The key was there, somewhere out of there in a nowhere fantasy.
In autumn, during the fall, I fell a million times upon stones.
I do not feel that touch, no more you see, it was all a board game.
I can surely admit, I am charmed, very much in style represented.
The spring flowers new blossoms, over and all over my creamy dress.
But, you can’t see the dress, it was dressed by you, a new song.
The sound, the tune, it is an accent, I do dance in the morning Light!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 20, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9287407-data-were-collected-but-i-am-sure-a-rotten-tomatoe
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9238679-the-first-case-has-been-known-worldwide-the-second-case
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : A grey heart says so much, Tilburg, the Netherlands
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The youngest one
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The youngest one
A day is a day, a minute was a second
and in the afternoon, I cannot forget, how
I got to see, a new place, a new book and a beige coat.
I do not want you to see me like this, as I know
the sensitivity of it all, I do not like to be appreciated
in a small and tiny way, as I love to guard the end in my story.
The end of the night, gave me a new man, a new silent morning
white, I say blue Light, shone the best, I could feel
before I wake up, every sunny silver pair of glasses, next to my eye.
The first one, would give the most, the last one would guide.
In all the histories, I never gave a moment to you, all, but I forgive
a body, a soul, one mind that would be touched, another story tells.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 20, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9938873-er-zijn-mensen-die-werken-en-mensen-die-n-et-werken
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9209518-a-plastic-surgeon-or-a-manager-will-never-be-able
Photograph II : The Two Towers, Tilburg, the Netherlands
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The silver bowl
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The silver bowl
The night was frozen.
A difference is between coins and a present.
The past was more than frozen.
Since 50 years, I made progress
but in my back, one man stands
because of all, for all and with me, All.
In the love of my head, my soul and hands
poetry rests more than the day, will ever bring.
I know we will drink more of your champagne.
In all the difference in my life, you touch a girl
twice, once, double rainbows can speak in spirituality.
I ask you, forgive me please, please, as I cannot give.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 20, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9230318-tijdens-het-laden-van-google-duurt-de-pauze-met-koffie
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9850848-look-how-wanderers-even-look-brighter-this-is-not-what
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Ice Crystal Light is
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October 19, 2019
Blue autumn leaves
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Blue autumn leaves
In the air, of my soul,
a little something was thin,
that special night.
On that day, I saw beyond
the inner circle, it was recognized,
you see, behind the heart, no silence lives.
Some day, you will notice, a moment of Time,
between all of two humans, nothing
was left, to be spoken.
In silence, I have one notable day
in my two hands, double twice
I look back, at you.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 19, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : The Netherlands, Tilburg, October 18, 2019, Love is in the air!
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October 18, 2019
The porcelain ear
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Photograph I : All the diversity has been brought in a strong variable factor!
The porcelain air
The room was, not white,
or black.
The light was There.
I was, there.
The room was Light of the dark,
light in all shades, blue and silver,
my favourite colours,
since and whenever, I used
to be a little child.
The room was yellow, just like
my oldest corridor,
the classroom with friends,
I never parted, somehow,
when I was writing it All, down.
In my living room, a cup of tea
has been drunk, a several times,
more than our human race, ever will.
The porcelain was guarded a long Time, ago.
It is a small girl, shaped by the finest hands,
in all my sensitivity, I hold it All, together.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 18, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9259846-my-great-old-ancestors-never-drank-tea-out-of-precious
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9103595-flint-thin-as-glass-unbreakable
Photograph II : This operator has forgotten how to apply!
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A stony glance
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A stony glance
Remember, every word,
each loving feeling
was written, thought and overcome.
Remember that.
Confronted, I was,
longer than three hours,
with one tree bench,
that would All, be
more than wisely said.
I was forgotten.
Under my feathers,
no sound, or shade of lights
would be fallen, over.
It was fallen.
Remember that, in a memory
of a lost woman, she became an owl,
whitest as all the snowflakes in our world.
As I remember.
In my memory, I walk beside
and sit in the middle but I know,
I understand,
it has been guided
in a white stony glance.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 18, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9189828-it-s-hard-to-be-different-very-very-different-sometimes-it
Photograph II : Ghostbusters cannot be stolen, they melt down, for a while!
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October 17, 2019
The love of all
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The love of all
I do not know, who got
me, into this All.
I am curious, who told,
me all, about it.
In the morning, until
the late evening, he is in my back.
The love of his approval is indescribable.
During the night, the evening falls
in my words, silence in my heart
does not compete, a complete broken level.
All those years, I asked, who
wonders where all fairytales
come and go without a narrator.
I, who, do not wonder,
I refuse to tell you all longer.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 18, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : You have to be registered, out of There!
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Below the wind
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Below the wind
Below the wind my hair wave,
you all goodbye.
Below the wind, nature is moved
by a fingerpoint.
Below my wind
I feel love, silence, harmony,
a direction in my life.
Below the wind, a wave, saying
you all goodbye.
In my wind, the yellow, golden
stairs have two eyes, one eye
that feels more than you, do, everytime
I said goodbye.
In my fingers, a new wave
has been felt, the wave was loved,
once, as I say farewell.
How lovely, life is, as the wind
sparkles silver stars on my dark blue,
green, yellow, red white sky
all of my Time,
I say it All, goodnight.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 18, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10023535-only-when-i-serve-i-pass-the-door-in-our
Photograph II : Silver sunny glasses & a Samsonite bag in case of an emergency
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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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