Origin of life

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans, Tilburg, the Netherlands

Origin of life
The Hearts Asks Pleasure First
The Scent of Love
Lost and Found, The Piano (Michael Nyman, Jane Campion, 1992)

We are here, again.
Yes, we are here.
It depends on the depth of the level.

I am looking
outside my window
and it is All
very clear, again.

I saw, you there, in that long long dark Corridor
as a diamond, the Brightest.
Eyes turned around shining sharper than ever,
and I must say

it was the Origin of Life!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
April 4, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Boerderij Denissen, Berkel-Enschot, the Netherlands

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Too heavy glasses

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Too heavy glasses

My face has become too ugly, too old.
It all depends on my property not towards the Task.

I go my own way, do I not, shall I not, go my way.
His wavering ears conform all elephants have gots the bones!

I say, when I learned to show discipline by the age of 10 and 11
I carried more than 40, 50 and 60 years old boys, by music & dance!

I listen, listen carefully to your language without any language.
Alcoholism, drug and porn addiction do not belong to corruption.

It depends on what your deserve in the end, at the very very End.
Your age has become my age by your rubbish ways of breaking all rules.

I who do not meet you at all, have lost time, lost the clock and hours.
Selfish egoism belongs to all oceans, I wish you luck, hey, alas, the victory!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 21, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/2381507087

Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht
Omslag: Jan Wesseling
Zeventiende druk, 2009
© Lemniscaat B.V. Rotterdam 1982
ISBN 978 90 6069 504 6

Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht,
Hoofdstuk 18, pagina 139,
“Eigenlijk is het net zoiets als aan een kleurenblinde uitleggen
hoe kleuren eruit zien, ging hij verder. Dat is onmogelijk. Toch zal
iemand die kleurenblind is nooit zeggen dat er geen kleuren zijn. 
Hij weet dat ze er wél zijn. Waarom? Omdat iedereen het zégt. Hij 
moet dus geloven wat anderen zeggen. En volgens mij is daar niets
op tegen.”

Photograph II : Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht (1982)

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A rose garden

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A rose garden

It was his way, of saying, goodbye.
It is in his way, of knowing, farewell.

You cannot write and type on the same moment.
You do not play the piano in a dark station without passengers.

I sing a song, but not by yours Composer’s dance Ballroom.
I am sorry, then, I am sorry very then, I cannot hear your river.

The river flows in another Garden, not your garden with memories.
It is your love, your clothes, your suit, your ties, your money and wives.

The rose garden was especially made for all of you, for you of All.
Those who do not touch, do not reach, do not cherish or sing a flower.

The photograph was made by my father because he changed his ways.
His grandfather has no time for a safety-button nor for writing letters.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 21, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Ice Crystal Ball is formed by the purest Crystal Light

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One golden candle

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

One golden candle

In the darkened room, no one was sitting,
there.
You could hear, his Sledgehammer, by a way.

You could smear, his words, his actions and needs.
Tick-tock-tick, by his way of a new vote in the Party.

It was all the same, it is all what it takes.
Red hot Nazi lips in the ways of all winds.

Five times, a man, six times a lady
a woman may take you there, but he who
does not care, knows his listening silence.

Two apples make a day, and fruits cherish
the next morning, by a real Home of the good Shepherd!

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 21, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

James Blunt, All the Lost Souls, Same Mistake
© 2007 Atlantic Recording Corporation for the United States
and WEA International, Inc. for the world outside of the United States

Photograph II : James Blunt – All the Lost Souls

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The formal darkness

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

The formal darkness

In the dark, no light lives,
gives or reigns.
In the dark, no darkness
is in my eyes.

I see, all kinds of words,
I do not understand or ever heard.

I saw, all sort of memories,
that were loved ones, once.

My child cares for a child,
your child has been seen.

It is in a formal manner, a special light
because I like to use my back.

An informal love has a light,
which does not move in time.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 21, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10060675-i-see-and-saw-a-poor-boy-is-in-a
https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10061428-in-the-weekend-the-daylight-of-tuesday-wednesday-thursday-friday

Photograph II : The Ice Crystal Ball is formed by the purest Crystal Light

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A third acquaintance

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

A third acquaintance

In the afternoon, it was the afternoon,
my morning started, already.

I closed my curtains
and checked all the electricity.

The evening brought me, new light
by five or six bags.
The last white handkerchief
waved the train, farewell.

I was waiting.
What was I, waiting for, 
then exactly.

Two weeks, and no air on the floor,
dark black curtains and silence.
Besides, a carpet, a couch, chairs,
blankets and pillows would fulfill
the lower back.

Before the last one, the second second
remains the day, as always. 
I know that.

I was going through the very last second.
I would do that, because, before the second second time,
one Time would give, should bring it All.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 17, 2019

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10060260-he-made-a-step-back-again-he-took-one-step

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10060424-i-looked-outside-the-window-almost-as-i-watch-my

Enya – May It Be, The Lord of the Rings, The Fellowship of the Ring,
Original motion picture soundtrack, © 2001 New Line Productions, Inc.

Photograph II : Enya – May It Be, The Lord of the Rings

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One small whiteness

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

One small whiteness

In a voice, the music could not be heard,
in one silence.
In the silence, I backed a triple triangle.

It is the importancy of learning
the exact pronunciation, I could not hear.

I have heard moments, that were not there,
I say, a second, it changed All … never to return.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 16, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10059623-in-a-moment-the-moment-changed-into-an-emotion-before

Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht
Omslag: Jan Wesseling
Zeventiende druk, 2009
© Lemniscaat B.V. Rotterdam 1982
ISBN 978 90 6069 504 6

Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht,
Hoofdstuk 3, pagina 20,
“Een halve minuut lang werd er heen en weer geschreeuwd
en geruzied, maar toen het harder ging regenen stapten ze 
allemaal af om plastic jassen en broeken aan te trekken.
Een paar kilometer voor het dorp vroeg Esther: ‘Zeg, heb je
het nog vaker gezien?’
Leny wist meteen wat ze bedoelde. ‘Ja, een paar keer.’
Sinds ze gemerkt had dat haar vriendin er niets van zag,
was het haar zelfs veel meer opgevallen dan anders; ze had 
er bijna de hele tijd aan moeten denken. Ze had alleen gehoopt
dat Esther er niet meer naar zou vragen.”

Photograph II : Evert Hartman – Het onzichtbare licht (1982)

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In his manner way

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

In his manner way

An animal lives in our woods,
one eye catches one eye.
People and children have been
running, although.

The green forest had its beauty
but the water could be cleared,
once again, more.

All your time clock does not watches,
carried upon my office;

it is not a Table.

In the night, a book carries on,
a golden letter even though
it is not seen, silver.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
November 16, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/10059361-i-see-you-cannot-say-my-language-changes-your-way

Photograph II : The Icy Crystal Ball at Home

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