Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
A house with white doors in all rooms
breathes through our universe.
A house stands in white silence
because there are no other colours
in the living room.
A house with a white bathroom splashes blessings
all over my precious memories!
The house has a different colour on the ceiling;
it’s an exception.
Someone had all kinds of green colours
and she knew how to write her poetry day by day
until a Crystal Ball lightened all her colours in her eyes!
The house of houses lives by a woman
who loves to watch the small, little people on the streets below her.
She never understood their way of occupation
but that’s her meaning of life.
A Sunshine shone outside the glass in an old, new pair of glasses.
I do not think it sang a poem… .
In the evening, the pair of glasses will remain in a new light.
I know, it’s nothing that good, as it was
but some things were meant, to be finished
and after a while, it All started, again,
don’t mention the composer, the musician,
the poet or writer, author or teacher.
It wasn’t me.
Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
January 19, 2019
© 2019 Petra Hermans
Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans