Sleep, estranged sleep Why don't you be my friend? What did I do to send you away? I'm sorry, turn back, face me again. A verse from my poem 'The Love of Sleep' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com Image by OpenClipart-Vectors from Pixabay
Hello Fear
This poem confronts the fear of rejection. The poet invites fear to walk alongside, acknowledging its power and the potential for inner strength. Embracing fear as a catalyst for growth, the poem concludes with a newfound friendship with courage.
Love Me, Sleep
Let us sit together and reconcile I'll change my life, follow your advice I need you or I will die Love me, sleep, for you I cry. A verse from my poem 'The Love of Sleep' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com Image by Mystic Art... Continue Reading →
Precious Sleep
Sleep, precious sleep I need you, my body aches for you Why do you punish me so? Why cause me such pain? A verse from my poem 'The Love of Sleep' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay
The Book Worm Poet
My Story Part 5 Since I was a teenager, I dreamt of running my own business. I joined a Network Marketing Company at 18 years of age. Over the next three decades, I joined and left many of them, following small successes. Marriage and motherhood took priority in my life as it was the love... Continue Reading →
Gracious Sleep
Sleep, gracious sleep I'm sorry for abusing you By abusing my boy and time Lacking respect for what you need Drowning you with chemicals. A verse from my poem 'The Love of Sleep' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com Image by Leandro De Carvalho from Pixabay
Elusive Sleep
Sleep, elusive sleep Where are you when I need you? You play a cruel game of 'hide and seek' I cannot find you in the dark. A verse from my poem 'The Love of Sleep'. Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry You can BUY my poems and verses at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com Image by Ajay Kumar Singh... Continue Reading →
Sleep, My Love
This poem expresses the poet's longing for rest, paralleling the absence of sleep with the loss of a lover. Through lifestyle changes and seeking help, her relationship with sleep is healed, with gratitude and a desire to learn from the natural ways of sleep.
She Gave From Her Heart
This poem tells the story of the Woman and the Two Coins from Luke 21:1-4, emphasizing the value of genuine giving and charity. It critiques religious leaders who exploit the vulnerable and encourages Christian charity as a true expression of faith.
Free from our Yoke of Regret
A yoke of obedience that Jesus Bore while He lived among us Heavy with pain even to death To free us from our yoke of regret. A verse from my poem 'Come To Me, My Burden is Light.' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry Image by jplenio from Pixabay
We are Invited to Rest in Jesus
All who groan from the burden of sin The guilt and power it holds over them Bad memories that flash through our daydreams We are invited to rest in Him. A verse from my poem 'Come To Me, My Burden is Light.' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry Image by PublicDomainPictures from Pixabay
Sync in with Time
Too often we live in the future; regretting the past Busy today on meaningless tasks Special moments with family and friends Blossom and fade as we rush away. Each moment in time offers an opportunity To choose how we react to what is happening As the hands of time control our daily lives, Sync in... Continue Reading →
A Prison Chaplain Poet
Image - zenosfrudakis.com/freedom-sculpture - "I wanted to create a sculpture almost anyone, regardless of their background, could look at and instantly recognize that it is about the idea of struggling to break free. This sculpture is about the struggle for achievement of freedom through the creative process." - Zenos Frudakis My Story Part 4 For... Continue Reading →
Hold Gently The Rose of Time
When we hold loosely The Rose of Time It falls out of our control due to our lack of a plan Time ticks on through interruptions Energy wanes from frustration. Hold gently The Rose of Time Admir its commanding splendour And its relentless perfection Accept time's methodical tone. A verse from my poem The Rose... Continue Reading →
Regretful Mistakes We have Made.
Jesus says "Come to Me all who are weary and heavy-burdened" Weighed down by guilt and shame Regretful mistakes we've made. A verse from my poem 'Come to Me, My Burden is Light.' Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry
The Thorny Rose of Time
We hold The Rose of Time too tight, To our expectations and desires What we think must happen, when, where and how What 'should' and 'shouldn't' be done by the hour. Loosen our tight grip on the thorny Rose of Time Stop fighting against its predictable sound. A verse from my poem The Rose of... Continue Reading →
Jesus says “Come, Rest and Learn”
Jesus says "Come to Me, Rest with Me, Learn of Me. I died in your place, I paid the price To restore your rest, joy and peace." A verse from my poem 'Come to Me, My Burden is Light. Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry
My Burden Is Light
This poetic reflects on the theme of finding rest and peace in Jesus, based on Matthew 11:28-30. It encourages individuals burdened by guilt and sin to seek solace and redemption through Christ, emphasizing the ease and lightness of his yoke. Through gentle and humble guidance, believers can find rest for their souls and experience the abundant satisfaction and peace of God's love.
Look in Wonder and Awe
Choose to smell the roses Choose to look in wonder and awe At the beauty and splendour of our world. 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
A Nomad Poet
My Poetry Story Part 3 In 2009 I set off with my then-husband to live in our motorhome full time and work when necessary as we travelled around Australia. We set off on a three-month journey which ended up lasting three years. I wrote most of my general poems during this period of my life;... Continue Reading →