Petra Hermans's Blog: The Religion of The Blue Circle, page 87

Lost mission

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Lost mission

My dress does not fit or suit me,

anymore.

The clothes have become too white.

Grey are my words and blue is my pen.

The tree has no green leaves because

a storm chased, away all clouds.

In a small window, high on a roof,

I looked forward to a Sun, but it

does not exist, in that way, no more.

As terms of agreement

are understood, you have to

know that the mission is lost.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 26, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Light, blue, purple white Hydrangea flowers by Petra Hermans

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Without language

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Without language

I was not there, not at home.

You tried, to ask me

something about language

but I could not understand,

what you were talking, about.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 26, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9233630-the-beauty-of-one-smile

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : My Crystal Ball at Home

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How you laugh

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Photograph I : J.R.R. Tolkien – The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings

How you laugh

I tried to breathe, yesterday.

I heard you, coming on the streets.

Those glamour boys, with shiny shoes

but not polished.

I heard, how you laugh,

when having a drink on the highway car.

14 Years, perhaps 16 years.

Do not make me, laugh.

I am smiling a decent, small

simple and silent smile.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 26, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/7915401-a-smile-says-more-than-the-way-you-laugh-petra

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9101450-there-are-two-different-ways-to-smile-i-prefer-the

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : J.R.R. Tolkien – The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, Gandalf

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A lost child

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Photograph I : Earth, Hope and Light in our universe, rights in my Hands

A lost child

Her mother did not return.

A father has been silenced.

One grandmother fakes a smile

a shade without clouds of rain.

A family lost a member without a name,

but you can please, her.

The aunt did not come Home.

She wondered, why it All took her,

so long.

The doctor says, it’s gonna be alright,

you’ll see.

In the night, 2 eyes watch the darkness.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 26, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9244390-they-keep-on-yelling-and-shouting-one-testimony-by-people

Photograph II : The photograph on the cover of my first novel of poems

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Painter of poet

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Painter of poet

Adolf Hitler was a famous soccer player.

Or sucker player.

It was a quiz under students

by examination in the United Kingdom.

Poets are also soccer players.

Football players or playmates.

It is all in the game but the game

has not been played by you, all, of the world.

A painter, painter of a poet is colouring

new faces instead of ball games without happiness.

Well, alas, Adolf Hitler was a good football player

but the ball rolls in a specific direction inside the field.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 25, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Sunrise in dawn before dawn after the sunset

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Rain falls

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Rain falls

I love to listen

on Sunday morning

to a rainy day.

In the night

I like to watch

all drops falling, against

the windows, bedroom and

living room.

Rain is a shelter for the storm

as long as windows are closed,

in Time.

I have to try

to whom I’ve been listening,

all the time,

was it he, or she?

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 25, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Sunrise is almost the sunset in the shelter of my Home

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Under my table

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Photograph I : J.R.R. Tolkien – The Lord of the Rings, Gandalf

Under my table

As soon as, possible, I am surrounded

fined and double, with a lot of bottles,

flavours, tastes around the world

without an empty bottom.

Cigarettes are open to be granted

as wide as cigars in my near environment.

Paintings do not last, forever and ever;

do they or are lost, aside the street of your child’s hair.

I look in my sky and I do not see the quarrel in your tower

because under my grounds, no rumours are spread, no more.

You see, I am familiar with my bottles of water.

I noticed, you are not natural in your way of being nude, not naked.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 25, 2019

In the name, of UNICEF, UNESCO and the United Nations.

I am not very interested in your interest. Not very, much.

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : J.R.R. Tolkien (1892 – 1973) – The Lord of the Rings

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Kip en zwijn

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Foto I : P.C.M. Hermans, Tilburg, Nederland

Kip en zwijn

“In de dagen vlak voor Kerstmis kwam ‘Peetoom’

nog een keer voorrijden. De molenaarsknechten

renden naar buiten om zakken af te laden.

De vreemdeling bleef deze keer niet op de bok;

hij klom van de wagen en hinkte met de molenaar

het huis in. Achter de ruiten konden de jongens

de hanenveer zien fladderen, waardoor het leek

alsof er in de kamer een vuur brandde.

Hanzo liet fakkels komen en de jongens laadden

zwijgend het maalgoed af en sleepten het naar

de maalkamer. Ze stelden de ‘dode gang’ in werking,

lieten het meel in de lege zakken lopen en laadden

alles weer op de wagen.

In de ochtendschemering kwam de vreemdeling

in zijn eentje terug en klom op de bok. Voordat hij

wegreed wendde hij zich tot de jongens:

‘Wie van jullie is Krabat?’

Weer die stem, die klonk als gloeiende kolen

en bijtende vorst…

‘Dat ben ik,’ zei Krabat met verstikte stem

en kwam naar voren. De voerman bekeek hem

en knikte: ‘Juist.’ Hij liet de zweep knallen en

de wagen reed rammelend weg.”

Otfried Preußler – Meester van de zwarte molen (Krabat)

Het Derde Jaar, Hoofdstuk 32, Het Aanbod, Pagina 206

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Voor Theo van Tilburg, Vlashofschool klas 6

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9243373-geesteswetenschappen-worden-gedragen-vanuit-een-geestige-geest-die-geestig-genoeg

Europa, Nederland, Tilburg,

25 april 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9096540-in-former-times-i-watched-the-time-of-times-now

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9097930-love-conquers-all

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/7915402-i-love-it-when-it-is-quiet-on-the-streets

Foto II : Otfried Preußler – Krabat (1971)

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Dot of ink

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Photograph I : J.R.R. Tolkien – The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings

Dot of ink

I forgot something.

Her name.

In a story, no names

are to be called.

It’s a secret, the story.

It remains.

Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9080492-een-papieren-document-is-belangrijker-dan-de-hele-wereld

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europa, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 25, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : J.R.R. Tolkien – The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, the Dwarfs

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Trekschuit

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Foto I : Tilburg, Nederland, Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Trekschuit

Onvoorstelbaar.

Ik meen, me te herinneren het geluid

van aapjes, Orang-oetans en bavianen

zonder enige waardig communicatievorm

te mogen hanteren, binnen drie groepen

buiten de jungle.

Er is zojuist een nieuwe watersnoodramp

voltrokken buiten ’53. Zandzakken zijn niet

altijd zoutzakken. Mijn boterham valt

buiten belastingen der internationale gemeenschap.

De hygiëne geldt ruimer dan de bewoner

van het middenschip!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europa, Nederland, Tilburg,

25 april 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Foto II : Nederland, Berkel-Enschot, Pieter Zeemanlaan, Tobias Asserlaan

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