Three of a kind

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Three of a kind

In a far forgotten sky

up on the roof of a Heaven,

a window is open.

A small and simple window

breathes a poet who dreams

to be recognized, a poet.

Down, in the Streets

people go out, pretend

in the lost wind of a wave,

never felt.

The poet is poor,

but the Richest man in Town

can’t be called a bachelor.

I know, in these Days,

Three of a Kind,

it was a card game;

may the Last Card

not been written,

down a poem!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,

April 7, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9244204-realism-and-idealism-are-not-only-ideas

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9237911-your-money-is-not-my-prosperity-your-wealth-is-not

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : A soft rose flower by Petra Hermans, Berkel-Enschot

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