A fine bridge

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Photograph I : White flowers, blossoms on top of the trees

A fine bridge

In summer, I have no time

for dark movies, anyway.

A bridge says more than your empty words.

An actor does not sing his song.

In autumn, exactly after spring

there are, were not, soldiers

but I would rather call them creatures,

without ever taking notice of underwear.

In my place, I have the mailman.

Jacques Brel sings in another language;

kind of funny, when the Stairway(s) to Heaven

are shorter than Roald Dahl, has already, meant it.

A woman on the floor sees it All.

Her living room plays ping-pong

when she was a child, that’s all.

But I never learned my language.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

February 13, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Photograph by Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans, Tilburg

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