Friday 1 March 2024


Rommy from poets and storytellers United, asked us to write poetry or prose about someone who made an impression on you as a child 

I don't have any memories of people who made an impression on me when I was a child. I can remember many after that. They had all one thing in common: kindness


Many special people added
colour and music to the ordinary
essence of my life and turned it
into moments of magic

This shines through in
the way the song of the bus sounds
since the bus driver made me smile
under the closing curtains of clouds

This shines through in
the purple and pink hues of my spirit
after a teacher praised the fruit of my perseverance
Many promises popped up on my path

This shines through in
the way a room lights up like a wood fire
after a doctor gave me attention and care
I nestled myself in the warmth of his words

This shines through in
the way the wind makes the leaves spin
after a musician spurred me on to dance
I peeled the skin of the fruit of life and tasted joy

Spread your feathered wings of kindness
be the hands and hearts that heal
Change the world one smile at the time
It will be the dew on the flowers of your life

Friday 16 February 2024

Souring secrets

Rosemary from Poets and storytellers United asked us to write about telling secrets.  I used to have many. They were the secrets of my mind. But I can say I can't think of any secrets I still have.

Soaring secrets

Secrets were dropped in the drawer of my mind
I couldn’t trust them to the birds of the world
who wanted to eat and spit out these seeds of my soul
In a dark and confined space they were safe

But these secrets longed for freedom
so what a treasure it was to drop my mask
to let out the parts that belong to me but not
to society as these parts were regarded bad or mad

Now I am older I release them every day
I pour my heart out, shout, dance and sound out
that I belong more and soar on a dozen wings
so dance with me and be the beauty and the beast

Marja Blom

Friday 9 February 2024

My camera

Rommy from Poets and storytellers United asked us to write about your favorite modern convenience or invention

I love my computer but the most I love my camera Doesn't matter if its the camera on my phone or my other camera. I love taking pictures

My camera

My camera is holding its breath
while a blank canvas invites me
to scan the horizon for beauty
This equipment taught me to see
Impressions woven with strings of light
Raindrops clinging to a cobweb
the sun setting the sky alight at night
or stolen glances on shadowy streets
Poetry of images to be etched in pixels
Moments analysed and immortalised
I push the button and create memory 
on the magic carpet of time
sculptured in colours
A disclosure of a depth of feeling
A signature of a shutterbug

Friday 2 February 2024

A Silver Lining

Magaly from Poets and Story tellers United invited us to write poetry or prose that includes a silver lining, or an advantage that comes from a difficult or unpleasant situation.

A Silver Lining 

You have been fighting for someone or something
your body covered in blood, in dust, in tears
You look at your scars and suddenly you see
symbols of courage, competence and wisdom

You know that when you are ready to leave
dark cave of suffering, you feel like holding people
in a soft embrace, as they know what you know
They embrace your softness as they feel what you feel

This is the silver lining and when the sun breaks the ice
a mirror appears, reflecting who we are
The ripples of others bring a glimmer of light
as we wade through the mud and sing our songs

Our laughter charms the skies above us
Our pain dissolves in the space between us
It fills with love, the pearl in our shell of truth
A place where we learn to march together 

as one

Marja Blom 


Monday 8 January 2024

Edith Collier Monday Mural

 A mural for Monday Murals by

I recently travelled to the North Island of New Zealand. In the first place to reunite with my daughter and her little family. My brother from the Netherlands came with us and we showed him some more of our beautiful country. One of the places we went to was Whanganui where I saw the mural above

The mural is Edith Collier (1885-1964) by the artist Pat Perry.
Edith grew up in Whanganui She was a painter Underneath some of her work

Sunday 7 January 2024

A new beginning

Rosemarie from Poets and Storytellers United asked us to write about beginning.
I wrote before going on holiday I look forwards reading all your poems and posts again on Sunday when I get back.

Happy New Year to all of you!!

A new beginning

A new beginning looks like 
honey dripping off today
It bursts into a careful smile
Careful as the dragon of fear
is still hiding under the surface

Fear as you crawled between
the sun and the earth 
towards a new start
as you cried while crumbling from hurt
Pain pulvers as you set your first step
on a new and gentle earth

A new start like this tastes like
cherries, plump and crimson
Offering a bite of anticipation
Let it be pleasing to your palate
Let it be the start of all things sweet
marja blom