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Beverley Joy, the author of Simply Story Poetry. With over 200 poems published weekly since 2021, Beverley simplifies complex thoughts and shares insights about nature, love, relationships, life experiences and faith. Her poems entertain, inspire, and encourage my readers and listeners to contemplate various aspects of life through the rhythm and rhyme of poetry. Visit Simply Story Poetry on Podcast platforms, Facebook, Instagram, LinkedIn and simplystorypoetry.com. You can buy verses and poems on products at beverleyjoy Redbubble Shop.

  1. Life is a tapestry - Understanding the Threads of Our Experiences

    1D AGO

    Life is a tapestry - Understanding the Threads of Our Experiences

    A metaphor of life as a tapestry. This poem visualises life as a tapestry, woven from threads of varying lengths, colours, and textures. Each individual's life is depicted as a unique piece of art. While each tapestry is unique, common life experiences bind us together across different cultures and communities, reinforcing the interconnectedness of humanity. Ultimately, the beauty of life's tapestry lies in its variety and hues. Beverley Joy Life is a Tapestry A tapestry sewn through the warp and weft of life Threads of different lengths, colours, and textures Short, dark threads and long, light shades The silky smooth and the rough to touch. Our tapestry of life can look dark and stormy At other times, calm and bright All threads sew various colours into our lives Some are finished quickly, others take a long time. Life is sewn with different textures Each thread has a beginning and an ending Some cover large areas, others just a few stitches Adding quality and character to our stories. Coarse threads stitch a tree trunk, strong and rough Reflect on rough times in life and the strength required Tones of green leaves give protection from storms and heat Threads soft and pastel form delicate flower petals Reflect the fragrant pleasures and moments we treasure. The sewer carefully follows the instructions Sewing threads short and long, colours vary until completion Individual tapestries, yet the colours are universal No matter what country or culture, we share some ventures. Many loved ones live long lives, while some are cut short in time Health and sickness come and stay or fall away The goodbye of death, the welcome of a newborn The joy of marriage, the sorrow of divorce. When the last thread is tied off, the picture is complete The beauty of life's tapestry lies in its hues and variety. Beverley Joy © 2026 Simply Story Poetry. All rights reserved. Photo by Amirhossein Kianbakht Photo by Compagnons on Unsplash Music by Tunetank from Pixabay Read or listen to my poems on ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Pinterest, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkedIn ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠and at ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠simplystorypoetry.com⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠I really appreciate you listening to my poem. Thank you for listening.

    2 min
  2. Familiar Diversity - Courage and connection

    4D AGO

    Familiar Diversity - Courage and connection

    Shared life experiences within communities. This poem explores the shared human experience and the connections between individuals. The challenges, life lessons, and aspirations for truth, joy, and harmony within familiar settings of cities and communities where people navigate life's ups and downs together. Through laughter and tears, familiar ties that bind us through relationships among family, friends, and even strangers. The universal nature of love and care reinforces the idea that, despite our diversity, we share important similarities in our lives. Beverley Joy Familiar Diversity My voice, your voice My challenge, your challenge  My life lessons, your life lessons My courage, your courage. We live in familiar countries and cities We walk and shop along crowded streets Meetup within our communities We want truth, joy and harmony. We laugh and cry, stumble and rise We breathe the same air, we love and care Sister and brother, father and mother Friends and lovers, colleagues and strangers. Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry © 2026 All rights reserved Image by David Bruyland from Pixabay Music by Olivia Bennett from Pixabay Read or listen to my poems at ⁠Simply Story Poetry⁠ on ⁠Instagram⁠, ⁠Facebook⁠, ⁠YouTube⁠, ⁠Pinterest, ⁠⁠LinkedIn ⁠and at ⁠simplystorypoetry.com⁠. Thank you for listening.

    1 min

  3. MAR 3

    The Rose - Mirroring the beauty and pain of a rose to that of life

    This poem uses the rose as a metaphor for life’s beauty and pain, illustrating resilience amid hardships. The rose endures nature's elements and flourishes despite its delicate vulnerability. The Wilted Rose book ends with Grace leaving home at 18. Though The Wilted Rose concludes, Grace's pursuit of true love continues. Though her mother's life wilted in mental illness, Grace's adult life was beginning. Full of hopes and dreams of love and happiness, just as her mother had decades earlier, Grace was determined to forge a brighter, healthier future for herself than her mother had lived, and it started with moving far away from the strict religion of her youth and her mother.  The Rose Poem Petals so delicate, soft and fragrant, drenched in rich coloured hues of orange and yellow. Layered and wrapped, petals holding each other, unfold to reveal a tender heart at the centre. Easily bruised, tossed about by the wind, the sun’s heat gives energy, and the rain gives nourishment. The rose, admired by many and considered precious, its sweet gentle fragrance is received with pleasure. Yet cursed by some who, in pure ignorance, handle it carelessly, then blame it for their wound. The rose fulfils its purpose, not wanting to be another, content to be of its own kind of flower. The rose does not wish it was a tree, tall and strong, living long. It simply accepts nature's nourishment and surrenders to that which is greater than itself. Its presence and fame never fail to display the splendour and wonder of this flower so frail. When it’s drenched with rain, it doesn’t complain When the sun’s heat scorches, it turns to face it. I see how my life reflects that of a rose; I, too, am easily bruised. And feel tossed about by the winds of hardship and pain. I’m admired by some and precious to them; my sweet, gentle nature, they receive with pleasure. I am cursed by some and blamed for their pain; both parties feel hurt, for they misunderstand. When life scorches and drenches my heart, I am soon revived and able to thrive.  The Rose and I both require harsh elements to blossom into full bloom. Beverley Joy © 2014 Simply Story Poetry. All Rights Reserved. Read or listen to my poems at Simply Story Poetry on Instagram, Facebook, YouTube, Pinterest, LinkedIn and at simplystorypoetry.com. May your life be filled with love and hope. Beverley Joy.

    3 min
  4. A Scribble In Time

    JAN 5

    A Scribble In Time

    New Year's Resolutions. Happy New Year to my readers and listeners. Diaries and calendars are on sale now that the new year has burst out of the starting blocks and will soon gain speed. New Year's Resolutions are made this month. By the end of January, some people will have already broken their well-meaning intentions, a few won't even bother setting any goals for the year, and some will be slow out of the starting blocks and need another month or two before they get started. Others will have set their goals for the year and are competing in the race against time. I wrote this poem reflecting on how we humans run the race against time. A Scribble in TimeTick-tock, tick-tock, time waits for no man The relentless rhythm of the hands As they walk their way around the clock Day in, day out, they never tire of their work. Tick-tock, tick-tock, humans, can only hope to find A way to organise their mind To sync what they do at work and leisure, To fit in with the times, hourly chimes. Tick-tock, tick-tock, I scribble my goals on a piece of paper I sit curled up on my comfy lounge A calendar and diary with art on the cover With a pen and white-out stick ready in hand. Tick-tock, tick-tock, determined to achieve my goals this year I think as I scribble my plan onto the paper I'll do this today, I'll do that tomorrow I'll go here in September, and I'll go there in December. Tick-tock, tick-tock. When I'm finished, I lean back and sit tall in my chair With a smirk on my face, I say, "I've won the race With the hands of time, I've silenced its chimes My plan is sealed in whiteout and ink." Tick-tock, tick-tock, at Christmas time, I know I will find My diary, full of whiteout and scribbles in time Confessions of frustration and of cause celebration In my race to chase time to the finish line. Beverley Joy © 2022 of Simply Story Poetry. All Rights Reserved. Read or listen to my poems on ⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠⁠⁠, ⁠⁠⁠⁠Pinterest, ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkedIn ⁠⁠⁠⁠and at ⁠⁠⁠⁠simplystorypoetry.com⁠⁠⁠I really appreciate you listening to my poem. Beverley Joy

    2 min

  5. 12/24/2025

    The Best Gift to Give is You

    The True Value of Free Gifts: Quality Time and Talents. As we enter this year's busy time of shopping for the perfect gifts for our friends and family, remember that, as well as giving physical gifts this Christmas, there are many gifts we can give that are free yet priceless. Time is one of those free but valuable gifts we can provide. Ah, yes, but the saying says 'Money is time.' But is money the only way we can receive 'payment' for how we spend our time? Do we always have to receive 'payment' for our time? Listen to other poems about giving titled "A Hug is Priceless" and "A Gift to Our Family." This Featured Image shows the person sharing time. We can waste time with people, or we can give the gift of quality time, which requires skill. Quality time is only one of many skills and talents that we can share with others.  Poem: The Best Gift to Give is You Give away that which you have plenty of To others who are devoid of To those in desperate need of For you are the best gift you can offer. If you have good health and strength Love, joy, peace, and patience, If you delight to encourage Share these qualities with others. Share your talent and experience Don't hide them deep within Learn the skills you need to know To share your gifts with the world. If you write, if you paint, if you sing Then share a story through your gift If you love to serve and help others Then serve with a gracious attitude. An unwritten book, a painting half-finished, A song unsung and a cake unbaked, Serving hands tied behind your back Are of no value to anyone, nor even yourself. To share our gifts will take time and effort, Courage, focus and discipline God gives us talents we must develop And share with those waiting to receive. Beverley Joy © 2021 of Simply Story Poetry. All Rights Rese My poetry verses are available to purchase as print-on-demand gift ideas in my shop at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com. Read or listen to my poems at ⁠⁠Simply Story Poetry⁠⁠ on ⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠, ⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠, ⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠, ⁠⁠Pinterest, ⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkedIn ⁠⁠and at ⁠⁠simplystorypoetry.com⁠⁠. May you enjoy this Christmas time with someone that you love and receive love in return. Beverley Joy.

    2 min

  6. 12/23/2025

    Far Away For Christmas

    Spending Christmas far away from family and friends. Many families and friends are separated at this special time of the year. We have to enjoy Christmas Day the best way we can when our family cannot get together.  I chose this Featured Image partly because of what is written on her coffee mug - 'Make today awesome.' To me, this image conveys the poem's message: her longing to be elsewhere and not alone, yet also her acceptance of the situation she is in and her resolve to enjoy the day as best she can.  Poem: Far Away for Christmas It was Christmas away from home Hot and humid as we drove to church For the Christmas Day morning service To celebrate the story of Christmas. My daughter lived with me, so I wasn't alone Once we got home, we prepped for lunch We played carols to build the Christmas spirit And opened the few gifts that were under the tree. We called family members who lived far away And chatted with them throughout the day It felt strange, not being all together in one place Our family split over a long distance. We embraced our quiet solitude Reflecting on our busy year Moving away from our home city Finding work and studying. We spent Christmas Day in our new place Work commitments over the following days Kept us from flying or driving away So, we enjoyed a simple Christmas lunch. We ate leftovers with some family and friends In the cool of the late afternoon And reminisced over the past Christmas days Hoping next year, we can travel to be with our family again. Beverley Joy © 2019 of Simply Story Poetry. All Rights Reserved. My poetry verses are available on print-on-demand gift ideas in my shop at beverleyjoy.redbubble.com. Read or listen to my poems at ⁠⁠Simply Story Poetry⁠⁠ on ⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠, ⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠, ⁠⁠YouTube⁠⁠, ⁠⁠Pinterest, ⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkedIn ⁠⁠and at ⁠⁠simplystorypoetry.com⁠⁠. Thank you for listening to my poem. Why not listen to my other poems about gift-giving titled:

    2 min
  7. Together For Christmas

    12/22/2025

    Together For Christmas

    It's wonderful to enjoy Christmas Day all together in one place. But even the best plans can be turned upside down; Christmas Day can present challenges in getting the family together or getting along with everyone who has been invited. We want the day to run smoothly on this special day of the year. Sometimes it does, and sometimes it doesn't—that's family life - full of pleasant surprises and challenges. Christmas Day can be messy for some families, whether due to work commitments, divorce, the loss of a loved one, or a lack of money to buy gifts. Poem: Together for Christmas Another Christmas comes and goes Our family spread from Coast to Coast We'll share Christmas lunch in Australian style Cold drinks, salad, and desserts in the summertime. My brother and wife, I don't see them much As they live a ten-hour drive away But we'll eat and chat when we catch up This Christmas Day together in one place. Mum's ill health and operations Dad’s knees are weak and keep failing him They're growing old and we must accept This Christmas may be the last one we share with them. Our children are healthy and busy They live independently, spread throughout the city But, on Christmas Day, we'll relax and enjoy their company And remember when we had such youthful energy. The grandkids run about and play With Christmas presents, they have received Their childish chatter smiles, and cries Keep the adults attentive to their needs. Christmas Day can be perfect or messy Satisfying or disappointing, memorable, or forgettable Either way, tradition draws families together To share the day, each family in their unique way. Beverley Joy © 2018 of Simply Story Poetry. All Rights Reserved. Listen to my other poem about Family Christmas: Far Away For Christmas, and my poems about gift-giving: A Hug is Priceless, The Best Gift to Give is You, and A Mirror Reflects What You Can Give. Read or listen to my poems at ⁠Simply Story Poetry⁠ on ⁠Instagram⁠, ⁠Facebook⁠, ⁠YouTube⁠, ⁠Pinterest, ⁠⁠LinkedIn ⁠and at ⁠simplystorypoetry.com⁠.Thank you for listening to my poem. I wish you a wonderful holiday season. Beverley Joy.

    2 min
  8. Back To the Garden - The Christmas Story Part 10

    12/21/2025

    Back To the Garden - The Christmas Story Part 10

    The Story of Jesus Christ began in the Garden of Eden and will end in God's new garden. This Feature Image is the same one I used in The Christmas Story in the Garden of Eden Part 1. My interpretation of this image is that God's hands hold the garden. The smoke and fire rising from the garden depict the destruction of paradise by Adam and Eve's disobedience to God in the Garden of Eden. But there is a glimpse of a city on the other side of the fire, depicting God's promised new city and garden. The waterfall represents the river of life that will run through God's new garden. A lion depicts Jesus (Revelation 5:5), and the eagle with its wings spread wide, soaring over the garden, reminds me of one of my favourite verses in the Bible. (My poem titled Eagle Wings, based on Isaiah 40:31a): "But those who wait on the LORD shall renew their strength, they will soar on wings like eagles." Christians wait eagerly for God's new heaven and the new earth…He will dwell among His people. He will wipe away every tear…no more death, mourning, crying or pain… Those things will pass away. He will make all things new… Revelation 21.  Poem: Back to the Garden Through Adam and Eve's genealogy A baby was born in history Who grew to become the Saviour of the world To rescue mankind from sin and toil. Jesus showed us a glimpse of heaven on earth When He lived with us, He lived out God's love He healed the sick, and He fed the poor To the down and outcast, He showed mercy and grace. The first Adam failed in the first garden He lived one thousand years before he died The second Adam was Jesus Christ Willingly died to save mankind. From sin and death, He rescued us And put an end to the Adamic curse Now we eagerly await His return When King Jesus will rule in God's new garden. A new world with a Holy garden city Will be God's dwelling place with His people God will wipe away every tear and all pain Death shall be no more; all will be made new. Until His return, Jesus commanded the church To share the Good News and continue His work To care for the sick and dying of this world To show mercy and love to the down and outcast. As Christians, we wait eagerly for Jesus' return We encourage each other with His words "I will return, Live in peace and do not fear" Oh, I can't wait to walk in the garden with Him. Beverley Joy © 2022 Simply Story Poetry. All Rights Reserved. The poems in this series: The Christmas in the Garden of Eden - Part 1, Four Unusual Women - Part 2, 700BC - Part 3, Mary - Part 4, 23rd Nov, Mary and Elizabeth - Part 5, Joseph Part 6, The Savious is born - Part 7, Gifts fit for a king - Part 8, Quick, Save the Saviour - Part 9, Back to the Garden - Part 10. Read or listen to my poems at Simply Story Poetry on Facebook, Pinterest, YouTube and at simplystorypoetry.com and follow me on Instagram Thank you for listening to this poem. May God's blessing be with you. Beverley Joy

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Beverley Joy, the author of Simply Story Poetry. With over 200 poems published weekly since 2021, Beverley simplifies complex thoughts and shares insights about nature, love, relationships, life experiences and faith. Her poems entertain, inspire, and encourage my readers and listeners to contemplate various aspects of life through the rhythm and rhyme of poetry. Visit Simply Story Poetry on Podcast platforms, Facebook, Instagram, LinkedIn and simplystorypoetry.com. You can buy verses and poems on products at beverleyjoy Redbubble Shop.

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  • Creator
    Beverley Joy
  • Years Active
    2021 - 2026
  • Episodes
    167
  • Rating
    Clean
  • Copyright
    © Beverley Joy
  • Show Website
    Simply Story Poetry