Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 21
October 7, 2019
A plumy hat
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A plumy hat
She has that looks, you won’t, forget.
She has that watch, and watches it all.
In her head, dreams, emotions and intentions
are one in her heart, you cannot capture, that.
All along her way, her Father walks the river road
you won’t fool him, he is just a lousy loser and lost her.
Most of the Time, she walked there, sheep of clouds
did not make one bricky back street safety strength, ah aï
I know how to take the fishes, the waves, the whales
all along the whistles of the sounds they have been whispering
like shelters, like long long butterflies which keep dancing
danced the night away, so tight the highlighted love was on their Way.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 7, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9248233-a-master-understand-why
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9099844-het-schisma-dat-verder-leeft-werd-veroorzaakt-door-1-problematiek
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Otfried Preußler – Meester van de Zwarte Molen (Krabat)
© 1971 Arena- Verlag Georg Pupp, Würzburg/
K. Thienemanns Verlag, Stuttgart
© Lemniscaat b.v. Rotterdam 1972, 2005
ISBN 978 90 6069 128 1
Veerentwintigste druk, 2011
Het Tweede Jaar, Hoofdstuk 20, Het Hanengevecht, Pagina 129 -130;
“Het onweer naderde, een windvlaag rammelde aan het raam, de bliksem
lichtte fel. De onbekende spitste de lippen en spoog op tafel. Een rode muis
verscheen op de plaats waar hij gespogen had. ‘Nu jij, molenaar, spuug
ertegenop, als je kunt!’
De molenaar spoog een zwarte muis op tafel, met één oog, net als hijzelf.
De muizen begonnen behendig om elkaar heen te draaien en probeerden
elkaar in de staart te bijten; de rode loerde op de zwarte en de zwarte op
de rode. Daar wilde de zwarte gaan bijten – maar de vreemdeling knipte
met zijn vingers.
Op de plaats waar de rode muis ineengedoken had gezeten, zat nu een grote
rode kater, klaar voor de sprong. Ogenblikkelijk werd de zwarte muis ook
een kater, pikzwart en met één oog.
Blazend en met uitgestoken nagels stoven ze op elkaar af. Krrats en bijt
en krrats!!
De rode kater had het op het oog van de zwarte gemunt. Krijsend stortte
hij zich erop en het scheelde niet veel of hij had het oog uitgekrabd.
Nu knipte de molenaar met zijn vingers. Ineens stond er een zwarte haan
in plaats van de zwarte kater. Hij klapwiekte en sloeg woest om zich heen
met snavel en sporen. De rode kater week verschrikt terug, maar niet ver,
want nu knipte de molenaarsknecht met zijn vingers.
Twee hanen, een rode en een zwarte, stonden nu tegenover elkaar op tafel,
met gezwollen kam en opgezette veren.
Buiten knetterde het onweer, maar de molenjongens letten er niet op.
Een woest gevecht ontbrandde tussen de twee hanen. Fel opfladderend
sprongen ze tegen elkaar aan. Aan beide zijden regende het snavelhouwen
en sporenslagen, ze verdedigden zich met hun vleugels, gingen tekeer
dat de veren in het rond stoven, ze schreeuwden en krijsten.
Het lukte de rode haan ten slotte, op de rug van de zwarte te komen.
Hij sloeg zijn klauwen in de veren van zijn tegenstander, plukte hem
meedogenloos, pikte er in blinde woede met zijn snavel op los, tot de zwarte
op de vlucht sloeg.
De rode achtervolgde hem de halve molen door en joeg hem het Koselmoeras
in.
Nog een laatste geweldige bliksemflits, de donder rolde als duizend trommen
– toen werd het stil; alleen de regen ruiste langs de ramen.”
Photograph II : Otfried Preußler – Krabat (1971)
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October 6, 2019
Woman in the dark
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Woman in the dark
From far away, from a far far distance
it is hard to understand the whole situation
longer than five years, the longest of 44 years.
Far and close, she has been standing, here
in the dark, hoping and looking, loving
for a better, new and most splendid Time.
She was and is at my counter, at night
in the morning and daylight of the Afternoon.
It has become one vast ritual, more than twice.
I never thought, to say it but one time is the hardest.
The woman in my darkness loves the light, again.
She gave me her dress with one candy cookie, at least.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 7, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9100298-i-can-hardy-believe-i-did-it
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
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The poetry book
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The poetry book
In all valleys of laughter,
a train storms loud through
your window.
It is not a personal love.
In all the laughter of darkness,
my windows shine Crystal stars
under white curtains, no body
has seen eyes of a magician!
In my rhyme of poetry,
boats of ships go away, look
into a new chapter
and I really do not understand
why the words will ever be seen
as a challenge, without a rose.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 7, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9259636-my-conscience-shines-across-a-land-of-hope-glory-and
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9101276-a-conscience-of-the-world-is-more-than-one-conscience
a-ha – Hunting High and Low, Train of Thought
© 1985 Record Service GmbH
Photograph II : a-ha – Hunting High and Low (1985)
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The very last second
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The very last second
In a moment, in Time
I was not There, actually.
It was the best, I’ve ever could, give!
I was prepared for years
but when it became for real, it had
to happen, the fields left my profession.
I’ve seen a lot of songs in my life,
memories that left the literature
and became more than a poem of poetry.
In the last second, I never knew, whom to love.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 7, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9872811-in-life-on-planet-earth-new-life-continues-by-the
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9108250-it-is-an-old-story-that-had-to-be-solved
Enya – And Winter Came…, O come, O come, Emmanuel
© 2008 Warner Music UK Ltd.
Photograph II : Enya – And Winter Came…, O come, O come, Emmanuel
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In the moon circle
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
In the moon circle
High way, half stairs,
friends with laughter
looked closely, for two months.
Half road far, closer families
were lost by friends in Time.
By two weeks, I found another language.
In all my perception, of people and children,
the corridor of a love was such a merit,
not exactly one reward …
I have seen them talking about words,
I did not appreciate,
to read, afterwards.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 7, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9280771-they-never-knew-who-i-was-my-own-people
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9350138-behind-a-little-piece-of-light-the-bird-sings-a
Sting – Ten Summoner’s Tales, Shape of My Heart
© 1993 A&M Records, Inc.
Photograph II : Sting – Ten Summoner’s Tales, Shape of My Heart
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In between grey veils
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
In between grey veils
In between, two pillars
one grey veil was a beautiful decoration
in my right hand.
I walk, shoulder under shoulder
because trees of tree does not bring
a new morning before you could love.
The rooster is more than all the chickens
while a cock has been slow and slightly
kissing the all of mouths, of those nigga’s.
You hear, my walk in the green skies
you see my fingers do not touch letters
it is All written by a dark night through Light.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 7, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9102398-people-were-afraid-of-my-testimony-i-knew
Photograph II : J.R.R. Tolkien – The Lord of the Rings
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October 5, 2019
Page of pages
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Page of pages
The silent writer is concentrated
on that evening.
She does not listen to a sound.
She writes a new story
that is collected by old stories,
not told.
She is writing very concentrated,
does not look up or watches away.
The silent author dreams in the night,
under the curtains there are stars,
a moon is there and a blue sky.
I see silver white signals coming through
my window and the candles lighten
a new sparky star.
A silent poet writes and forgot,
she thought she could ever
say anything on paper.
The page is in the paper.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 6, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9798673-crystal-is-crystal-it-means-the-substance-of-crystal-my
Photograph II : The Crystal Ball
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An ecliptic garden
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
An ecliptic garden
It took him days.
He had one puzzle in his mind
but the answer was mixed
by all sort of questions.
It took him years.
How, how on earth
should I take care
of all those flowers,
next to the chickens, one rooster
and another garden … ?
A flower, one special one,
does not flower that easily
he knew, he knew.
He had that one difficult puzzle,
he used to quarrel, with it,
during a lot of years.
Then, one morning
a winter’s dream had one smile
that shined a light in his two eyes!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 6, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : He had those Chrysanthemum, yellow, purple and white
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White air in the night
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
White air in the night
Silently, I sat on a white stone.
My hand is in hands of shoulders,
they whisper you.
A yellow light holds a light,
no one has ever seen.
It is embraced by my silver beige coat,
dark is the night in silence.
The morning gives a light, so immense
as all prismatic colours in the Crystal Ball
behind the window.
And silently, a new happy soft silence
is All what I needed in life!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 6, 2019
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9939895-on-earth-wooden-bricks-are-exchanged-for-silver-and-white
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9938948-i-could-set-the-very-last-piece-of-sand-in
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Il Divo – Ancora, Pour Que Tu M’aimes Encore,
© 2005 Simco Limited exclusively licensed to Sony BMG
Photograph II : Il Divo – Ancora, Pour Que Tu M’aimes Encore
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The left watch
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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
The left watch
In a million years
I have been dreaming
about a new attitude.
In all the years
before I started
writing in solemn peaceful glass
the glass already
had another loving life.
A second-hand wallet
is not as good as a purse,
stolen, years ago,
I can’t relive that split-second,
anyway or anyhow.
It is a black bracelet,
by eyes of a vision
I can handle, anything!
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
October 5, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Michael Andreas Helmut Ende – The Neverending Story (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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