A cobweb is like falling in love
The Web of Love
A cobweb is like falling in love
Saying ”I Am Too Busy” is a Cover-Up
We often hide behind the excuse of I am too busy to develop and share our gifts and talents with others
A Scribble in Time
As New Year Resolutions are made, some people will complete them throughout the year, some will start and fail and others will not even start.
Together For Christmas
Families getting together for Christmas Day can be challenging.
Far Away for Christmas
Distant Family and friends separated at Christmas time.
The Best Gift to Give is You
Giving the gifts of listening and our time.
Budding Love
teenage boy and girl's love grows for each other
Wilted No More
Teenage girl leaves her family home to pursue her first love in a city far away.
The Door to Wisdom
What is wisdom? Is it only found in religion? Is it a spiritual or a physical quality? Some wisdom that I have gained has come as an after effect of experiencing challenges in life. Some wisdom has come from knowledge I have acquired through education, which has prevented me from making foolish decisions and choices.... Continue Reading →
Let’s Talk Self-Talk
A poem about how I changed my negative self-talk for positive self-talk
The Unchangeability of Change
Change is an inevitable part of life INTRO: Sometimes when change presents itself, and we don't accept it. Fear can hold us back from accepting change in our lives. Many times, we have no choice but to accept change whether that it is good or bad for us. Change can be uncomfortable and scary. It... Continue Reading →
Born as a New Page in an Empty Journal
INTRO: When we are born, our book of life is empty. Over time our pages fill up with our life stories. Once the ink dries, we cannot erase what is written, but we can think and plan, to some degree, what we wish to write on future pages. I wrote this poem years ago, back... Continue Reading →
A Love Letter from Mum
INTRO: A little advice from mum doesn't go astray, especially on Mother's Day. I wrote this poem when my daughters were young adults. They had both left home and were living independently now. I was travelling through Western Australia, thousands of kilometres away from them, in Brisbane, Queensland. I missed them very much. I sent... Continue Reading →
Build Your House of Love
INTRO: Build love into our homes this Mother's Day. This poem compares the building of a house with the building of loving relationships with family and friends in our homes. I wrote this poem in 2014 for my young adult daughters. Happy Mother's Day this Sunday. Beverley Joy PODCAST - Build Your House of Love... Continue Reading →
The Scent of Sunshine
INTRO: This poem reflects my memory of time spent with my mother. Happy Mother's Day to all the mothers reading this poem. I wrote this poem, in 2019, after bringing my clothes in from drying outside in the sunshine on a hot sunny day while living in Yeppoon, Central Queensland. This poem reflects on a... Continue Reading →
The Mortgage Warrior
INTRO: I wrote this poem while I was working as a Finance and Mortgage Broker's Assistant. I observed in the industry that not all Mortgage Brokers are the same. All the scenarios in this poem were real client situations. This poem is written about the few outstanding brokers who specialize in helping people in difficult... Continue Reading →
The Ebb and Flow of Life
INTRO: The ebb and flow of life, the highs, and lows of experiences, the coming and going of relationships, the constant fluctuation in society, the rise and fall of emotions, and the continuous change in circumstance. All of life on earth and the environment are in a state of continuous change. Being destroyed and then... Continue Reading →
Don’t Fence Me into Your Routine
INTRO: As the end of the day approached, I kicked myself again for denying myself the time and energy needed to work on my goal of poetry. I had to learn how to set boundaries on my time, take back my overextended and misplaced energy and invest it in my own goal. I needed to... Continue Reading →
The Black Rose Garden
Facing unwarranted criticism.
You Drive Me Crazy
GET PROFESSIONAL HELP for yourself, so you can stop enabling the crazymaker and stop dancing to a Crazymaker’s tune and hopefully, the Crazymaker will accept help as well.
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