The Gambler


Hello my friends

Yes, it’s me again hehehe. Back once again for some more rambling
and hopefully a little sense making LOL. Well, to start off with, this
passed week has been a rather odd one weather wise. It’s been a lot
different than years passed. Yes of course it’s snowing, but it’s the
temperatures that are weird. Last year especially, we rarely had a day
with temps above zero LOL. It’s 18 F degrees right now and snowing.
Not much, but none the less snowing LOL. I’m surely not complaining
being it takes the strain off of our heating oil hehehe. Judy is still with
the symptoms of the flu (sneezing, runny nose, and petered out), but
other wise she’s doing great :). We watched the Transformers movie
The Revenge of The Fallen again last night on our TV in the bed room.
That was nice :). We both love to watch TV in bed and she most surely
loves it when I bring her dinner to her in bed as well LOL. So yes we
ate dinner in bed while watching TV hehe. I thought it might help her
to feel a little better :). We’ve got plans on watching the XMen tonight.
That will be great hehehe. We both love those type of movies, yet she
tends to like a few more action packed movies than I do. I love the
Transformers and XMen being I have tons of the cartoons from years
back of them. Judy even after watching the movies, likes to watch
a few of the Transformers and XMen cartoons with me time to time.
Hehehe hey, just because I’m 53, don’t mean I can’t watch cartoons
and enjoy them. Yep, I love the old cartoons. I guess I enjoy them
because they bring back good memories. Of course I’m talking also
about the Pink Panther and many others LOL. Transformers wasn’t
around when I was a kid. Yet I never stopped watching cartoons and
most probably won’t until I’m on my death bed hehehe. Now onto yet
another topic :). We got our oil tank filled last Monday. We had 30
gallons left in the tank, which would of lasted a few more days, but
why take a chance. Last time I thought we had enough, we ran out.
That empty mark tends to freeze and be not so accurate LOL. We
got our car inspected also last Wednesday, so it’s good to go for
yet another year hehehe. Now for the tags. It’s always something.
Life would not be life if it were not for the many troubles in life :).
Nope, I reckon it would get rather boring and we’d not appreciate
all the good that comes our way if it were not for the problems that
concur into our daily lives. Thank God for the set backs, for it’s
the set backs in life that give reason to move forward. Don’t give up!
Let the troubles be as tools to make you stronger for future days.
God never closes a door without having another for you to enter.
It’s up to us and our choices and even at times taking a few risks.
If you never give life a try, then how do you know it won’t work.
Yet sometimes you’ve gotta use some common sense to determine
whether your wanting actions are a good thing or a bad thing to do.
Let God be your guide as you use that conscience that He gave you.
Hehehe ya remember that song the Gambler by Kenny Rogers???
Ya gotta know when to hold them and when to fold them. When
to walk and when to run. When to stay and when to leave. Yep,
that’s the choices God gives us and it’s up to us to choose as best
that we can. Mistakes will happen of course. God knows that, for
that’s why He sent His Son Jesus. For forgiveness through all of our
many mistakes in life. We just must accept Him as our savior to
allow His forgiveness. So what are you gonna do???? The choice
is yours! Well, with that said, I guess it’s time for me to be taking
my little venture back through all I’ve written to see if I can find a
good word or phrase that will work for the title for today’s new poem.
So it’s away I go to that place of recollection through all that I’ve
written, to that place I like to call RECOLLECT VILLE. I believe
I found a good title. Now let’s see if I can do anything with it LOL.
Here goes…

The Gambler

Today through tomorrow
our actions might be
shining our mishaps
for others to see.
We might see options
that fear will conclude
which many choices
might wrongly choose.
Time of the gambler
might throw away
things that can surely
brighten the day.
Some will just gamble
all that they find
and end with trouble
from all of the time.
Don’t be the gambler
cheating your game,
because in the end
the truth has your name.
Gambling with your life
in a day to day path
might find you standing
with nothing but wrath.
Do you seek Heaven
while actions seek Hell?
Don’t be the gambler
with lies that compel.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 7, 2010

Ok, so there ya go hehehe :). I hope that makes a little sense to ya.
Sometimes I will reread the poems to myself and get a hidden meaning
that I didn’t see before. God has a way of working through my poetry.
I never understood how and I don’t reckon I will ever understand how
God speaks to me through my writing, but He does and that’s the point.
I hope He speaks to you also. The many poems I’ve written through
the years have been speaking to me even back in the days that I was not
aware of it. God always gives us answers, but we will often not be in
the right state of mind to see them. Sometimes the answers are not
meant to be understood at that point and time. Just trust that God has
control and all will be well in the end if you do your very best. Life
has a few speed bumps sometimes (I think) to slow us down and make
us reevaluate the things we’re doing. Ok hehehe off of the soap box!
It’s about time for me to be searching for that old off switch, but not
before I tell you what I always tell you and that is, I wrote some more
poems and haikus hehe. As if ya didn’t know!!! Yeppers, I wrote
yet another 10 poems and 22 haiku. One poem is sort of a wintry one
to fit the season we’re having LOL. Ok, with that said, it’s time to
wish you a most wonderful week. Remember Jesus loves you and
we do too. Now where’s that dad gum off switch??????????????
Found it hiding in the Transformers DVD box making as a movie :).
Ya don’t looking nothing like a DVD you silly hehehehehehehehe.
See ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

God bless from Bill and Judy Pearce

Now on with the poems and haikus ;).
10 and 22 hehehe ­čÖé Peace

Your Moments View

Long persuasions
found in time
might determine
nows design.
Moments counted
may be found
daily truly
not so sound.
Long decisions
all we know
may describe our
moments woe.
Times persuasions
might discern
how through trouble
we will learn.
Painted hallways
from each step
might show clearly
how we’ve kept.
So if you see
times persuasions
search for reasons
found occasions.
They might be
encircled true
hidden from
your moments view.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

Lose The Recalled

Pictured memories
might portray
times discounted
gone away.
Now’s the vision
that is viewed
maybe sometimes
Happy segments
may be found
in the shadows
going round.
Looking seeing
picture frames
doesn’t always
recall names.
Let the pictures
now displays
help to make for
better days.
Lose the recalled
bitter pill
and let Jesus
to fulfill.
All the pictures
then in time,
might discern
a good design.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

To Walk And Run

Lists on a journey
many will make
sometimes while paving
a big mistake.
Listing their wanna
in distant to do
might become deathly
so truly for you.
Making a list
is not all that bad,
but do not let it
to be all you’ve had.
Sometimes swaying
from lists you’ve made
might make best
for future that’s laid.
Yet making lists
might be good to do,
for it gives guidelines
to help you on through.
Change the words
as they’re needed done
with careful steps
to walk and run.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

Nothing To Gain

Leaning on thresholds
might make the view
when you’re not ready
to sort of walk through.
Look to the moments
and see where you are
while you determine
better by far.
Do not just lean there
at thresholds desire,
for you might find then
a burning hot fire.
Let Jesus guide you
through thresholds you see
and let Him pattern
what is then to be.
Don’t be found leaning
too hard so to say
on doors of wanna
to some other day.
Sometimes thresholds
might be insane
leaving you standing
with nothing to gain.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

Let In Forgiveness

Try to appease
what pain has acquired
and try to pattern
much better desired.
Moments will come in
when anger will drive,
yet it’s forgiveness
that keeps us alive.
We need to let all
the anger we’ve seen
to better display
what truly we mean.
Sometimes our wording
and sometimes our face
might display something
that is not in place.
Let in forgiveness
when anger is found
and let Lord Jesus
to turn it around.
Forgiving spirits
can change how we view
as we together
then start as anew.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

Our Daily Design

In but a second
the weather will turn
snowflakes to flowers
for us to discern.
Gathered as heartbeats
seconds will bloom
seasons together
with April to June.
In but a fraction
of time that we see
seasons will prosper
through our history.
Letters of grass blades
written and seen
may show beginnings
of flowers in Spring.
Yet now the white snow
paints over hills
seen in the distance
that winter fulfills.
In but a second
that we may not find
God will be changing
our daily design.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010


Links to tomorrow
are found in today
as all the journeys
in every which way.
Links may be found as
needing some grease
so we must pedal
much harder for peace.
Links to tomorrow
might seem up hill
while now is standing
with times bitter pill.
Links can be gathered
together to grow
if we will pedal
with love all aglow.
Yes surely hard times
will come our way
but we can make it
with Jesus today.
Links to tomorrow
with Him as our guide
can become better
if He lives inside.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

Things In Our Head

Learning is sometimes
so hard to do
when all the lessons
affect me and you.
So often learning
will be found insane
when we see nothing
as truly the gain.
Yet often lessons
of times done and said
might better display
in years far ahead.
So if you’re seeing
what you can’t discern,
maybe the moment
is future to learn.
Found in memories
counted ahead
we might be learning
the things in our head.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

Wintertime’s Porthole

Wintertime’s patience
rattles and hums
within its hurry
of symphony drums.
Wintertime has no
time that is seen
such as the patience
that awaits spring.
Minutes time wintertime
might blow a gale
with snow a falling
as ice that’s set sail.
Wintertime’s porthole
may seem to play
as it’s with patience
with white unto gray.
Gray clouds concluding
wintertime’s force
rides in the snowflakes
bitter colds horse.
Wintertime’s patience
might seem nowhere,
but truly it has
answers to prayer.
Blessings as snowfall
as valleys of white
make winters outcome
a wonderful sight.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010


Numbers are figures
which many surmount
leaving their journey
with too much to count.
Numbers as doorways
are sometimes withheld
as what that truly
is surely impelled.
So often numbers
will make us to be
lesser of truly
and liars to see.
Don’t let the numbers
to distinguish you.
Take in the moment
and do what is true.
Numbers can vanquish
the truth to the end
so let the pages
to show a true friend.
Change what that’s counted
to what that is good
and you will find then
what that you should.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

for Feb 6, 2010

In wintertime’s dreams
are the flavors of passion
seen as pure white snow.

Books that are harnessed
as the words of black and white
can replay stories.

Answers to questions
are benefactors of time
as we move along.

Seen in a mirror
are but only reflections
of what that is real.

Sailors in the sea
count the knots of emotions
found within their speed.

While glancing ahead
the past might surprise your view
coming from behind.

Morning will prosper
as shadows of dewdrops grow
upon the minutes scene.

Sweet candied essence
is the taste of our childhood
remembered so well.

And is an add on
to make ones think of some more,
when there may be none.

While standing in rain
you might just gather raindrops
that fall from your brow.

If you wait too much,
your patience might run amuck
and leave you awry.

When we’re in worry
we might find many gray hairs
that may look like us.

Have to is trouble
when it takes over logic
and leaves you with none.

Cans are the makers,
but the can nots will destroy
what that can be done.

The Jones will vary
and they can’t be kept up with,
so don’t even try.

Many will seek for peace,
yet in the wrong directions
and end up with war.

Look up to the skies
while the day moves on ahead.
You might catch a cloud.

Hear the storms thunder
as it does drum rolls of time
many miles away.

Minutes mark moments
that the seconds have counted
leading unto now.

Life is a journey
with its many starts and stops
filled with surprises.

Lounging by a pool
makes way for a few splashes
so don’t be surprised.

Spring is awaiting
its special time to prosper
with flowers and trees.

┬ęBy Bill Pearce
Feb 6, 2010

God bless from Bill and Judy.
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