Hello, I’m Beverley Joy of Simply Create 2 Share. Here are poems I have written about my creative journey, inspired by my blog articles:
A Puzzling Picture
I started writing poetry in 2011 while travelling around Australia in a motorhome. I wrote this poem while in Western Australia, reflecting on my struggle to accept the gift I had of writing poetry. Back then, I thought it was an interesting but frivolous gift. What good could become of it? when I told people that I write poetry, they would look at me strangely. Why couldn’t I have the gift of writing stories or painting? Despite how I felt about my gift, it kept pouring out of me. I didn’t share my poetry with anyone outside of close family members. I was too shy and sensitive to potential criticism.
At that time in my life, I was a mature aged woman, I had no higher education past high school, I had been a full-time mother for over a decade with limited work experience outside of motherhood. My two daughters were now adults living independently. I was at a turning point in my life.
Who was I now without children at home? What was my profession? Who was I as a poet? Was poetry just a hobby for me or would it become something more than just a pastime? I had no idea. I had no plan for it because I knew nothing about what to do with my poetry other than letting it pour out of me onto paper. I had no idea how fulfilling sharing my poetry would become for me. This poem is the first of three poems that I wrote when I first started thinking about sharing my poetry with the world. Beverley Joy
I look at a picture of me on the wall
And ask “Who is a failure in the eyes of the world?
I have not achieved financial success
Uni degrees or personal finesse.
I observe life differently
I keep to myself, sitting quietly
Thinking, contemplating, observing
Recording my findings in poetry writing.
A preoccupation considered by many
As “off with the fairies” silly and lazy
The strange hobby of writing
In poetic rhythm and rhyme.
My poetry helps me process life
In creating a poem a problem is solved
Each poem is a piece of life’s jigsaw puzzle
Though unfinished, to critics it looks messy and jumbled.
But to me, my puzzle is forming a picture
Shaped with exciting colours and adventure
As I contemplate where to place each piece
I piece together rhythmic poems that beat with my heart’s song.
Beverley Joy © 2012 Simply Story Poetry
It’s Simply The Way It Is
This is one of three poems that I wrote when I first started thinking about sharing my poetry. I wrote this poem 7 years before I started sharing my poetry. I wrote it while I was living a very simple lifestyle, travelling around Australia in a motorhome (I lived in a motorhome for four years). I had a supply of writing paper to compose poems on, my old guitar to strum while I quietly sang my favourite songs in the cool of the evening, and my camera with which to capture new places I had discovered, including many quiet, country and bush camping spots alongside creeks and rivers.
Back then, I was self-conscious about my individual style of poetry. It seemed different to other poetry styles that I read. I felt the same way about my singing voice which was soft and gentle, not powerful and loud like so many female singers. But I was encouraged to find poets, both written and spoken word poets, and singers that wrote and sang in a similar style to my own. I soon learnt to relax and be myself and simply share my style of poetry, and those who like it will connect with me and those who don’t, won’t connect with me, and that’s ok. Beverley Joy
I love to write poems
They pour out of me
I simply share the facts
No frills attached.
I love to sing
My favourite songs
With expression and love
Gentle and soft.
I have a passion
For taking photos
Life’s moments are captured
Of my memories and adventures.
I love to sit in the breeze
Watch the leaves rustle in the trees
Breath in the perfume of the season
Listen to birds sing in the early morning.
I love the simple things
That’s just the way it is
There will be those who stay with me
There will be those who turn and leave.
I am who I am
God made me this way
I’ve learnt to be content in my skin
Developing and sharing my gifts.
Beverley Joy © 2013 Simply Story Poetry
Stop Wasting Time And Get On With It
I wrote this poem when my daughters had grown up and moved out of our family home and were living independently. I had always been there for them. I was a proud, doting mum. I had continued to push my goals to the side. I don’t regret a minute of my motherhood years. But the time had come when I had no more excuses. Even my girls were telling me to do more with my life than be a servant to everyone. It felt strange to throw out my old ‘motherhood’ lifestyle, that I was so comfortable and safe in, to replace it with a new unknown lifestyle as a single mature aged woman.
I was getting older, my youth was slipping away. I needed to smarten up and start working on achieving the goals that had sat dormant in my heart, but that now were stamping their feet to be let out. I didn’t know where to start or what to do first. I had never made plans that revolved around just me. I felt guilty and selfish. But I did realize that to achieve my writing goals, I needed to stop procrastinating by being ‘busy’ doing non-goal related tasks around the house, which I could always find plenty of them to do, and learn to focus my attention and time on goal-related tasks. That was easier said than done!
Then, one day, in 2014, I sat down at my tablet and spent three days straight typing my memoirs. It would be another six years before I gave my rough notes to an author to write them into a novel, which will be released later this year, 2022. It was during that six-year period that I wrote many poems, which I published on this website and my podcast last year and will self-publish into books this year. This poem is the last of three poems I have shared over the past few weeks. I wrote these poems when I first started thinking about sharing my poetry with the world. Beverley Joy
My confidence is shattered
I can’t trust myself
To make wise decisions
That will move me on in life.
I want to move forward
Solider on, as usual
But, I hesitate to change my ways
I wish my life could stay the same.
My desires don’t shine in neon lights
My voice doesn’t echo with thunderous might
I’m invisible, like a waiter, I’m here to serve
To assist when required and then, step aside.
Now, I can no longer say I don’t have the time
To pursue the gift that God chose as mine
But, fear weighs down the soles of my shoes
Self-doubt resists my need to move.
My mind is shouting,
“Stop and listen to yourself
Can’t you see the opportunity?
You’re at a crossroad in your life
You can’t stand still, you must decide.”
“It’s time to walk a creative path
Explore your talents; record your memoirs
Gather the skills your journey will need
Travel with your friend – curiosity.”
“Now get on with it
Stop wasting time
Before it’s too late
And you’re dead with regret.”
Ok, I’ll pack my bag
There’s no turning back
I’ll change my life path
I’ll follow my heart.
I’ll let go of others
To look after themselves
Trust them to be guided
By someone other than myself.
I’ll let others give to me
A helping hand in my time of need
I’ll feel their love and kindness
Which I will gratefully accept.
This new dimension to my life
Is unusual and uncomfortable
A creative step, so necessary
To allow me to explore my creativity.
Beverley Joy © 2014 Simply Story Poetry
My Funny Blog Journey
I wrote this poem in 2018 after my first attempt at setting up my WordPress website. I found these new words and lingo (well, new to me back then) amusing and interesting to write and play with the words. Beverley Joy
My WordPress journey continues
I must confess, I’m still a novice
Some look at my blog address
And gasp in horror “She needs help.”
I’ve Linkedin and Plugged in, Iconed and Badged
I Liked and smiled, Opted in and out
I Edit and podcast and Widget Icons
I post for instagramification.
I Customize my Appearance
Gravatar and Personalize
So you’ll Spotify my profile
Hoping you’ll connect and follow.
Are you listening with Pinterest?
Does my poetry make you Twitter?
Someday we’ll Meetup on Youtube?
But today, please stay and visit.
Beverley Joy © 2018 Simply Story Poetry
It Makes Me Twitter
I wrote this poem this week, just for a laugh after I had been writing the story of my poetry journey. My journey has been anything BUT funny since I started 15 months ago. It’s been hard work and a steep learning curve. But, the language and jargon of this internet world we now live in always make me laugh. Beverley Joy
My story as a poet started a long time ago
When there were no computers in family homes
The phone was screwed to the wall in the family room or hall
And featured one shrill chime and a nail breaking dial.
When people didn’t PIN to show their INTEREST
When we got bogged in mud not BLOGGED in words
When to POST was to put a stamped envelope in a box on the side of the road.
A time when birds TWITTERED not people
When to be LINKED IN was when dad linked the trailer by a chain, to our car’s tow bar
To WordPress was to press words on a piece of paper with a stamp made of rubber
To INSTAGRAM was to send an instant message by telegram in SHORTCODE and finger tapping.
A REDBUBBLE was created by blowing red liquid through a bubble ring
To FACEBOOK was to turn your FACE to read a BOOK’s printed page
To PODCAST was to cast the pod of a pea into the water to cook for dinner.
Now in 2021
I TWITTER with PINTEREST at how LINKED IN I am
At POSTING and SHARING and WEBINARING
Though sometimes I am PRESSed for WORDs and feel BLOGGED
But, when I PRESS the WORD ‘PUBLISH’, I feel INSTAGRAMification.
That’s when I take time to CONNECT
You see, I’m IN T NET, we’re FAVOURITE FRIENDs
We stay CONNECTED by SHARING our LIKEs
Our COMMENTS empower our HARD DRIVE.
Come join in the dance across the keyboard pad
Tapping our way, no matter what your age
There’s SPACE to ENTER this PAGE in history
And ÈMJOI and contribute, FOLLOW my LEAD MAGNET.
Beverley Joy © 2021 Simply Story Poetry
I wrote this poem to say a big warm THANK YOU to all of you, my listeners and readers, your support is greatly appreciated. Beverley Joy
In this silent world of no face-to-face
Of scrolling and flicking, I wonder if…
My posts get read, my information heard
Do I connect with my audience?
I’m just trying to get my message out there
On the crowded online world wide web
A small soft voice in a huge theatre
Filled with busy people, preoccupied.
Thank you for your likes
Your smiles and high 5’s
They encourage and uplift
Help keep me motivated.
Thank you for taking the time
To show me your support
By liking and following
Commenting and sharing.
Beverley Joy © 2021 of Simply Story Poetry