This excerpt introduces "The Wilted Rose," a novel based on the true story of Sarah, set in post-war Queensland, Australia. The story follows her experiences growing up on a dairy farm. The vivid description captures the beauty and challenges of rural life, setting the stage for Sarah's journey. The novel is accompanied by songs that reflect its themes.
The poem depicts the events after the Wise Men's visit to Jesus. Herod, fearing Jesus' rise, orders the slaughter of infants, prompting Joseph to flee to Egypt. After Herod's death, Joseph settles in Nazareth, fulfilling ancient prophecies. The poem portrays Jesus' humble upbringing, working as a carpenter and obeying God.
The poem "Wilted No More" begins a series that explores Grace's journey through various stages of adulthood, including love, marriage, and motherhood—experiences she has yet to encounter. It serves as a sequel to "The Wilted Rose." Despite her mother’s struggles with mental illness, Grace seeks a brighter future, distancing herself from her strict upbringing. The poem uses the rose as a metaphor for life’s beauty and pain, illustrating resilience amid hardships. Both the rose and Grace endure challenges but find strength and purpose in their existence, accepting nature's elements to flourish and thrive despite being vulnerable.
This poem portrays the profound impact of illness and surgery on her life, including the challenges of pain management, cognitive changes, and strained relationships. Despite the hardships, the unwavering support of loved ones played a crucial role in her recovery journey. The poem conveys the resilience and power of companionship during adversity.
This poem compares love to a moored boat, symbolizing security and support in life's ups and downs. The poem expresses feeling safe and secure in the harbor of love, facing life's challenges with the constant support of each other.
We start with empty pages in our book of life, filled with experiences and teachings. As we grow, we question and may choose to change our script, influenced by our circumstances and new generations. Our learned behaviors can be unlearned or improved to shape our lives. Life is like writing in a journal.
My dad remarried at 75 years of age, a few years after my mother's death, which followed a lifetime of caring for my mentally ill mum. My step-mum is such a blessing so late in my dad's life. Dad is now 90 years old and still happily married to my step-mum. It's never too late... Continue Reading →
Beverley Joy is celebrating three years of sharing poems with her readers and listeners, expressing gratitude for their support. Despite the challenges of meeting weekly deadlines, she is inspired by her audience's engagement. She thanks them for their likes, smiles, high-fives, and for taking the time to show their support.
This poem emphasizes the importance of hugs for emotional and physical health and encourages both giving and receiving them. The poem conveys that a hug is a priceless and impactful gift for anyone in need.
This poem reflects on the lessons learned from studying Exodus and Deuteronomy. The author compares their struggles to the Israelites' wandering in the desert, realizing the need to lean on God instead of seeking validation from others. The poem advises gratitude and reliance on God to find fulfillment.
The poem reflects on overcoming the challenges of a troubled past and the transformative power of forgiveness. By choosing to forgive, one can break free from the chains of resentment and pave the way for personal healing and positive change. The poet emphasizes the liberating nature of forgiveness and its impact on relationships.
As the sands of time shift under your feet The sea breeze blows those blue thoughts away'As you're reminded of the reason that you're here Your cherished family and children so dear. A verse from my poem 'What, You're Turning 60?' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at... Continue Reading →
Outside appearance doesn't matter to me I see his soul and spirit, unique and special God's gift to his family. From my poem 'Dad, You Are A Gentleman' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poem and verse products at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com
I see a father Who devoted his youth To raise his children And provide for his family. From my poem 'Dad, You Are A Gentleman' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poem and verse products at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com
I love you dad, you've been my rock Constant, reliable, forgiving and fun You gave us the best years of your life Your money, time, wisdom and faith May God bless you dad, this Father's Day. A verse from my poem 'God, Bless You Dad.' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my... Continue Reading →
Dad, you still give warmly the gift of love Through your welcoming smile, handshake and hugs Everyone loves your gentlemanly way Your good manners, gratitude and thanks. I love you, dad. Adapted from my poem 'God Bless You Dad' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry BUY my poems and verses products at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com
Dad, your body is weak, but your spirit is strong, You body tires quickly, but your love does not sleep Your eyes have dimmed, but your faith has not dimmed You struggle to hear, but not when you hear 'I love you.' Adapted from my poem 'God Bless You Dad' Beverley Joy of Simply Story... Continue Reading →
Part 6 At the beginning of 2019, I moved 800kms north to the picturesque seaside township of Yeppoon, Central Queensland, Australia, where my brother and his wife and family lived. I lived with them for a few months until I started a part-time job for the local Backpackers Hostel, which was owned by my sister-in-law's nephew... Continue Reading →
Choose to see and respect The good things that come to us Choose to admire the unique qualities In people in our lives and community. A verse from my poem 'Love's Ripple Effect'. Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com click on image
My Story Part 2 At 30 years of age, I wrote my first poem about motherhood, after my first daughter was born. I hand wrote the short poem in a pretty card for my mum for Mother’s Day. I found that card while I was sorting through my mum's belongings, after she passed away. The... Continue Reading →
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