Simply Story Poetry

Empty Nest Syndrome. This poem expresses my pride and acceptance as my young adult daughters leave home. It acknowledges the challenges they will face while conveying hope for the future. The poem captures the bittersweet emotions of letting go and moving on to a new phase in life. I wrote this poem after my young adult daughters left the family home. It expresses my pride, support, and acceptance...

The story of Grace continues...Together with the need and desire to help her dad care for their mentally ill mother. Her husband seemed happy working six days a week and spending his spare time helping his mates. Grace scheduled a monthly date night, but over time, that didn't provide enough to meet her need for affection. She felt so lonely in her marriage. After 16 years of marriage, what wo...

Grace and Darren were struggling to keep their marriage together. They could not recover from the financial losses they had experienced a few years earlier. Darren had fallen into a deep depression. Grace didn't want to stay in a marriage that was dead, but neither did she want to leave a ten-year marriage. They kept trying to fix what had broken in their relationship. You can read my poems at...

To love or not to fall in love again? Should Grace risk falling in love again? The story of Grace continues...These questions churned over in her mind. It had been two years since her marriage had broken down with Darren. She felt safe being single and on her own. To fall in love again would mean becoming vulnerable. But she wanted more than to feel safe. She wanted to love someone and be loved in...

This poem explores the moment Grace realises her relationship with Darren must end. The story of Grace continues. Grace is visiting family 4,000 kilometres away from her husband, Darren, when she receives news that leads her to decide to end her marriage to Darren. They had been happily married for 10 years. They had lived and travelled in their motorhome around Australia for the past 4 years. Thi...

I wrote this poem just before we left Brisbane, Queensland, in the motorhome to travel across to Western Australia. We moved from a large home to a motorhome. Grace and Darren set off on their journey around Australia in their motorhome. It had been a challenge deciding what to take and what to leave behind. Grace felt a mixture of excitement and anxiety. She could only take a few changes of cloth...

This poem compares protective love to that of a small boat tied to a mooring. Feeling safe and secure in the harbour of love, facing life's challenges together. I was inspired to write this poem while staying in the picturesque seaside town of Mandarah in Western Australia. Early one evening, my husband and I parked our motorhome beside a small boat harbour to stay for the night. I walked down...

Grace and Darren continue to grow in their love for each other. Darren is over the moon in love with her, but Grace steps carefully forward. She still doesn't trust herself enough to relax fully into the circle of love with him. She knows it will take time, and there is no rush. She is like a fresh, tender stem breaking through the soil, hardened by past hurt, into the sunshine and fresh air o...

As Grace falls in love again, she hesitates, feeling a mixture of excitement and fear. She doesn't want to make the same mistake as she did in her first relationship. She wants to ensure that she chooses a partner who is more suited to her values and interests. Grace has learnt life lessons since her first relationship, and now those lessons are put to the test. It sounds mechanical compared t...

This poem reflects on the many unhurried, enjoyable, inexpensive things to do anytime, anywhere. I wrote this poem on a postcard-perfect day while living in Broome, Western Australia, on my journey around Australia in a motorhome. Hundreds of tourists come each day during the dry season to Cable Beach at sunset to watch nature's breathtaking beauty. I have travelled right across the top of Aus...

This poem reflects the roller coaster journey of love and how love and romance come and go in and out of life. The journey of love has many facets, like the making of a diamond - it is dug out of the dirt where it was found, then cleansed, cut and refined to finally sparkle in brilliance and shine forth happiness. Grace chooses to reminisce about the many good times she had while being in love and...

This poem compares love to different elements of nature and music. I wrote these love verses while writing the draft for the sequel to The Wilted Rose, titled Wilted No More, which I have decided not to publish in book form; instead, I am sharing the poems and excerpts from the story that relate to the poem. The story begins with Grace, the main character, falling in love with her future husband....

This poem speaks of the curiosity and excitement of meeting someone, and then, over time, getting to know that person intimately. I am continuing through February and Valentine's Day, with the theme of Love.  The experience of falling in love, whether it is young love or falling in love as a mature-aged man or woman, has many similarities. Although I wrote this poem as a mature-aged woman who...

This poem reminds us to steal away moments to quench love's thirst and keep the romance flowing in our relationship. Those early weeks and months of falling in love are so intense with love-soaked emotions and thoughts that drip into every area of our waking day. A constant drip that catches our attention, drawing us away from our work, our study, and our task at hand. Reminiscing about past t...

This poem reflects on young lovers' feelings on a first date. The story of Grace continues after she fell in love for the first time at 17. The last poem I posted on 2nd December 2022 was about Grace's 'Leaving on a Jet Plane' to move from Brisbane, Queensland, down south to Melbourne, Victoria, to live closer to her boyfriend Alex, leaving all her family drama far behind. Now, a year later, she w...

How do I balance my time between helping others and spending time on my passion and joy of sharing my poetry? I am too busy doing what?' I spent most of my adult life helping others until I realised that I was spending too much of my time helping others. How can that be? Isn't helping others a good thing to do? Yes, it is, but not at the expense of being irresponsible and negligent of your...

After Grace returned from her Easter weekend in Melbourne with Alex, she decided to take the bold step of leaving home to live in Melbourne on her 18th birthday, moving far away from the family home and all its chaos to start fresh, as a young adult, pursuing love and happiness. The Cliff Face of Love Poem I stand on the cliff face, my toes gripping the edge I raise my hands to the heavens, and my...

This poem explores how attraction evolves into familiarity and love. Over the past few months, the postman had been busy delivering letters to and fro between Grace in Brisbane and Alex in Melbourne, two teenagers in love. When he called her, Grace ran from her room to answer the phone on the lounge room wall. She had to strain to hear Alex and whisper back into the house phone to keep her convers...

Hi, I'm Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry. This short poem is my final thoughts regarding the Beatitudes of Jesus, a series of poems I published a few months ago.

This series of poems follows the love life of Grace, the daughter in Kate Kelsen's The Wilted Rose , which is based on my life. This poem picks up the story of Grace when she was 17, going on a holiday to a youth camp with her brothers at the end of her first year of full-time work.  It turned out that Grace was the last to discover that the spunkiest, most popular guy at the youth camp was in...

Hi, I'm Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry. 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. Common sense and good judgement are...

Hi, I'm Beverley Joy of Simply Story. This is the last of the Beatitudes taught by Jesus in Matthew 5:10-12. Blessed are those who are persecuted for righteousness sake, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. It has been interesting studying The Beatitudes taught by Jesus. A pattern immerses throughout them which I have included after this short poem.   You can read my poems at Simply Stor...

Hi, I'm Beverley Joy of Simply Story Poetry. This poem is based on the seventh of The Beatitudes in Matthew chapter 5 verse 9 'Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called children of God.' This Beatitude has a clear practical meaning - working toward peaceful living with ourselves, others and being at peace with God. Throughout history the cry for peace continues to echo across the world...

Hi, I'm Beverley Joy of Simply Story. This was one of the first self-development books I had ever read, way back in 1994. I had left full time work, four years earlier, to be a full time mum. One day I went to a network marketing women’s breakfast and Bert Weir was the guest speaker. After hearing his explanation of how self-talk affects our behaviour, both for the good or the bad, I was so excite...

The woman who washed Jesus' feet with her hair. This poem tells the story of the unnamed woman's extravagant act of pouring a whole jar of expensive perfumed oil over Jesus' head  (Luke 7:36-50) . Some commentaries say it was Mary Magdalene, some say, Mary, sister of Martha and Lazareth. I am leaving her nameless because the Bible does for a reason. The significance of what this woman...