Bright blue sky

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Bright blue sky

If you ever thought
I am happy
you are wrong.

If you think
I know it All
you’ve been mistaken.

When a spirit comes my way,
it is love, calling on my door.

When a job calls my name,
it is more than responsible spirituality;
it says it all.

I’m looking in a morning
a new morning.
It is not a brand new morning.

It is the start of a new begin.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

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

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Old grammar phrase

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Old grammar phrase

My pencil carves new grooves in old stones.

Old stories have cherished history
as a treasure and the jewels
last more than one lifetime of a lifetime.

There has been one fairytale above all tales
and you try to look in dark of forests,
late at night, if you see a grey owl turn into

a white one because of her yellow eyes
which have a sight over moon, stars and planets.

Feathers may warm the white owl
until blue hearts have broken a sound in the light.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : The Netherlands, Berkel-Enschot, Durendaelweg

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Light in dynamics

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Light in dynamics

A zero moment cannot be changed
by a study, profession or degree.

Such a moment has been tormented
and, not taken place, by someone,

a woman, or young girl which touches
time by her torch of timing!

You were not sure, I would pass the last bridge
on that small path, were you, not.

I knew then, leaves in autumn
fall beside a path that has already been known.

The touch of time touched
my pointless tip on the head.

Time felt autumn leaves falling forever
in my favourite spring time.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Glass of Crystal

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Glass of Crystal

She was silenced
by her hair, her hairs
were her old stick.

She was wondering, she wondered
how long she has been walking, there.

She did not bow, did not serve or kneel
did not think, write or touch.
She walked in a Nowhere Land.

She had no age, no age of ages
you could have thought
she was old, older than the human race.

She is healthy, young
and forever young.

She wondered, how she manages her stick
it is not a white stick, exactly
because the white stick would have bent.

She does not watch her hair or her face
does not feel anything of her thoughts and her way.

She is been walking there, here and everywhere
for ages but the time is lost
time is lost in time

and by time.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Radius

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Radius

By the time, time was passing
I understood, the soul in my body

could reach into higher grounds
than earth would have given me hands.

I learned to walk in the dark
because I had to keep on breathing.

I learned to stop breathing in the dark
because I had to keep on living in the light.

I know how to walk in silence and by silence
because the light in me conquered a darkness.

A difference between a letter and a number,
only exists, in the perception by how you will
have received it.

https://www.goodreads.com/quotes/9102000-a-difference-between-a-letter-and-a-number-only-exists

In my radius, I can fly
carry my responsibility

outside the radius
in a new atmosphere.

I know, I feel comfortable
to return as new, and get my body

temperature shaped as back, again.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Toilet brush

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans, not called “Petra” by distance

Toilet brush

I had that place in the train
coming in, a railway station, kind of wind and storm.

It was not in my country.
I got out the train, in time

and needed to visit a toilet room.
I looked for golden and found more than silver.

Ah, I saw the room and the door.
It was a small, just a small room.

I saw it was not very clean, on the floor(s).
When I was doing my job, there

I had time, to look on the ground
and watched, an old dirty newspaper.

The ink was not spotted but watered.
I could not read the city nor the name.

It was one photo, and my attraction
changed into a distant absence.

The one moment passed away, I suddenly
had seen the year, of 1961.

No, I was finished by now
I used kind of ordinary paper and water.

I left the room by opening that door
and a new, fresh wind came my way.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Photograph by Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

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Future next generation

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Photograph I : Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans

Future next generation

I serve this generation.
Again, not the present.

I made a choice.
You cannot make one choice.

Worms are not brains.
Brains are more than worms.

I cannot recognize weakness, emptiness
and destructive loneliness. You have no opinion.

I like the addict that has been addicted
to an addicted addiction.

It is the best way, to get rid of.
As soon as possible, faster, more speed and cocaine.

I believe in a new way of living.
In this present society, a modern way of sharing

will be loved by my soul and heart
within the perspective for a new time.

I can’t adapt to this way of no meaning,
no direction and going back in time.

I stand for a new evolution as I showed
my faith above the human history.

I was given the number 8 and 9.
Before the existence of humanity.

May God be forgiven.

Petra Cecilia Maria Hermans
Europe, the Netherlands, Tilburg,
February 28, 2019

© 2019 Petra Hermans

Photograph II : Poets and authors do understand each other, worldwide!

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