Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 2
January 1, 2020
A better future
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A better future
I looked, at the right and very left.
I could not see anything, around me.
Slowly, I walked over here and there.
In the year of Zero, half night,
I decided, 21:30, not to go back,
ever again!
It was a wise man, wasn’t he,
who gave me his advice, more than twice.
I could not listen but watch, he said.
2 Years of solemnization will make you pay.
Last night, while I waited, I saw
the Christmas decorations reflect in the glass.
I know, they all do talk too much.
I fell asleep, you see, it was not arranged
in that way, behind our garden.
She could not let go, let go of the walk, Home.
It wasn’t long.
A familiar face looks over children, worldwide.
It’s kinda misty here!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
January 1, 2020
© 2020 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10100941-after-years-i-must-admit-people-do-not-recognize-me
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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The latest hour
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The latest hour
I do not know, who gave me the answer.
I did not know, what book would be written.
I did not see, any birds, any flowers
or happiness.
I could not rhyme about All, of it.
In the latest hours, I turned an old back,
not to see it, ever again.
I do not know, if it were the woods,
or animals because of their sounds.
I do not see, an owl, a horse or amazon.
I hear words but a word is not spoken.
Because next to my wood, a mystery of one eye
smiles, endlessly.
The latest hour was not felt or guided.
It is a resemblance, a minute moves into a second
while the poem was written in the poet’s hand.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
January 1, 2020
© 2020 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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December 26, 2019
In my left 3 hands
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
In my left 3 hands
I have seen, by the wind of airs,
a new idea in my hometown,
between a village and the sky.
I have heard, a fairytale in all fairytales,
where the early bird had eaten
all bread, before they arrived!
I have listened, in 2 hands,
a small little tiny tale to be left,
in past or present.
I saw them, all going in the fog,
as music on waves,
without coast or clear sight
I saw them, a vision of 16 years,
going into 17 years ages,
slowly, the past was closing but behind,
a silent writer believed in the speed of light.
In the fields, no silence is music
the path is a walk behind, I must say,
I lost the way,
when the Light finally appeared to shine,
shine a small tiny precious heart out of the sky,
it was fallen out of my sight, in a deep lost
forgotten piece of letters, the numbers were there
and I knew, just knew, the left thumb healed
for ages and ages!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 26, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10095885-when-i-look-at-my-left-pulse-the-watch-ticks
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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December 20, 2019
Times of time
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Times of time
A difference in time has not been taken
away, but given.
You see, as I see it, not to be
seen, ever!
Harmony has 2 words in one,
as it is pronounced more than
in one balance of time.
In all cultures, and countries,
in different times,
there are more rules
to forget about, longer than
I should think.
It is a way of saying
that I like the human race any way!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 21, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10095473-the-left-thumb-changes-a-look-in-my-eyes
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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A poem rhymes
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A poem rhymes
A morning opens a new day.
In the eye of my body, a first cup of tea
respects the silence in all books.
I know, already most of the time,
how the evening begins and by which Light.
It is not, that I did a work, destined to rhyme
my poem, a minute, a second in complete absence
of a lack of words.
In moments of time, I do not say
because my energy transforms a new energy,
inside the deepest element of my soul.
I have seen the back of history,
in emotions, those who last longer
but I must say, at the end of freedom and verse
a laughter, a smile fades away in veils
veils across meadows, where children do dance
veils of foggy mist where the poet
masters a rhyme of a poem,
in which the master was written,
down out of the rhyme.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 21, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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One silent source
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
One silent source
The day, I started walking
across my first bridge, was a day,
it has been distinguished in history.
The day, I learned to write a number,
is the day, I looked a thought in one remembrance!
One day, will, would and shall give
a source, one source of waters,
nearby a river, at the side of a sky.
I came through a thought, it became an emotion
and a feeling
sees you, in one eye.
A small child has eyes, a colour,
it All watches, how Time is silent.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 20, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10095004-last-year-i-have-seen-the-most-beautiful-christmas-tree
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10095006-usually-people-and-children-hold-their-respectful-distance
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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Name of names
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Name of names
I have wondered, I wonder,
who could tell time, who ever
could write time.
I write, who wrote a word,
all words that I have wanted
to allow.
To allow a spiritual level, was levelled
by a poet, who did not mind.
She cares because she would not care,
in the End.
Two sticks, really gave a Light,
that article in which Time went back,
before I would ever know.
You see, light was fastest, returned
in my hand and the last point was thought,
not a split second but a quarter minute, ago!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 20, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094268-in-2015-i-had-one-case-after-that-a-second
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094263-franz-ferdinand-has-taught-me-one-line-in-history
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094722-in-the-wind-of-air-he-meets-me-there
Photograph II : A Crystal Ball exists by natural elements of the purest Crystal
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December 19, 2019
The smallest bridge
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The smallest bridge
I returned that day, after I heard
his story of the little birds.
On the other side, I watched them all,
every morning, as a child, a young small child.
That day, twice, he explained me,
how, why and why it was All about,
wherever.
It takes Time.
I remember, my idea, how to get Home
after puzzles of Q, Y and A.
I have, never seen such a beautiful Heaven!
He was too old, in the warm summer
and admitted, had forgotten.
The story raised, green, blue and white,
hardly to endure or persist.
I was astonished, was I.
Someone, started the history a long time, ago.
As a child, I never knew what was dreaming
about a line, a bird, a morning
but Time is before simple times.
And when the evening falls,
the every evening fell,
I heard that small, little bird,
on the other Side.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 20, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094021-it-is-all-in-my-skin
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094269-the-clothes-of-the-empress-are-made-by-her-emperor
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10094270-whenever-i-look-at-my-right-hand-the-left-hand
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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A warm silence
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A warm silence
In the moment, I arrived at Home,
he looked at me.
He didn’t say a word, only one gesture.
A later on, after my friends
got into the House, I decided,
once again, to visit all of them.
In a silent way, the door behind
my back opens, again while I listen
a new sound.
And more over, she bends like a child,
makes no sound in a warm silent smile.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 19, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10092434-besides-the-inner-harmony-of-my-deep-silent-responsibility
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10091464-at-the-age-of-five-years-i-learned-to-walk
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10091462-two-small-and-little-girls-can-afford-a-new-hat
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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December 15, 2019
A tiny wanderer
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A tiny wanderer
In my youth, I walked a path,
no one saw.
During my youth, I have known
a path, no one was allowed to see.
Along fog, far away from people and words,
I looked further than the wind, the air or love.
I have chosen my responsibility
in a tiny new area.
I learned to walk over my smallest bridge,
over and over again, at the age of 5 years.
It is all so very funny, because when I bow deeply,
deeper than deep, the end of a story was not a pearl,
not a smile or look in my eyes.
It is the path, it is chosen in a way
that I will have one wish in the eyes of a man.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
December 16, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10087970-my-vertical-pair-of-glasses-streams-one-letter
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10086386-in-the-wildest-wind-2-hands-smile-a-new-tiny
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10085754-in-white-light-one-moment-loves-the-universe-and-earth
Photograph II : Michael Ende – Die unendliche Geschichte (1979)
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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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