All Of Them


Hello my friends

I’m sitting here home alone while Judy and the
boys are over at her sisters house for Easter.  I
had another rough night and could not sleep at all,
so I had to stay home and try to get some rest.  So
here I am.  I asked Judy to try and bring me home
a doggy bag LOL.  Oh well,  I do enjoy time alone
from time to time.  I love Judy and the boys,  but
it does get a bit stressful being around each other
too much if ya know what I mean.  We all need a
little bit of alone time.  So,  what’s been going on
around the Pearce’s Place this past week?  Well,
it snowed a little bit last Monday and I took my
conga drums outside and did a little video while
the boys pranced around me in the snow,  The
boys had a blast 🙂  Benny and Rocky ran circles
around me as I played hehehe. A bit earlier I got
a video of me walking out to check the mail and
the boys watched me from our driveway,  but
on returning to the house I think that they may
have thought I was going to take them for a
walk in the field and so they headed out to the
field while looking back at me.  I walked out
a ways and then I had a thought.  I walked
back to the house to get the attachment for
my camera so I could put it on my tripod and
then I aimed it out towards the field and I
headed out to find them and try to get them to
race me home 🙂  The video came out fairly well
aside from the snow that landed on the camera
lens hehehe,  Tuesday,  Judy and I went into
town to buy some groceries and I of course
took pictures there and to as always :). I got
some nice moon shots that evening.  Thursday
I walked out to check the mail as I usually do
and Benny and Rocky watched me as they will
do when they are outside,  but on my return,
they did as they have been doing quite often
and headed out to the field.  This time I went
ALL THE WAY out with them and I got some
great shots of them running and playing 🙂
I even got a few nice scenery shots.  I thank
God for this camera.  If not for my camera
I would go crazy LOL.  I love reminiscing old
pictures of our past.  They seem to come to
life inside my mind as I flip through the many
different views and places we have visited.
Ok so what else has happened this week?
Well,  Judy and her sister Barb went way
up north of us to see their brother Ricky
and have Easter dinner with him.  Once
again I had not slept and no way I could
go.  I was so tired and dizzy that I could
barely stand up,  so I went back to bed
when they left.  Judy took a few pictures
of Ricky.  He’s looking good and he was
even smiling in some of the pictures 🙂
He’s still in the nursing home.  Not sure
of how long he will be there,  but we’re
sure he cannot function alone as he had
been.  No matter what,  God is in control.
So that’s about all from our part of the
world LOL.  Not much excitement.  Just
life from day to day.  Benny and Rocky
are as ornery as ever.  They will often
get in one of their more playful moods
and start playing chase throughout the
house.  Rocky seems to want all of the
toys to play with which leads to a full
floor of doggy toys.  When Judy or I
start picking them up and putting them
away,  Rocky will be right behind us
taking them out again LOL.  He loves the
toys, ALL OF THEM LOL.  Benny has
always played with 1 or 2,  but never
all of them.  We have 3 toy boxes filled
with doggy toys and you can bet that
Rocky will attempt to empty them out
as fast as he can hehehe.  He’ll come in
here with a toy and then leave to get
another one and then another one and
well,  you get the point 🙂  Yep,  we’ve
got some crazy boys,  but we love them.
They bring us laughter,  joy and love
each day they come in the room.  We
might get irritated with them time to
time hehehe, but we still love them 🙂
You might get mad or aggravated with
your children,  but you must always
love them,  because they are yours to
love.  We love our little boys.  I love
my daughter and granddaughter and
miss them oh so much.  Judy and I can’t
wait till they come up and visit us again.
We had the greatest Christmas ever
when they came up and spent it with us.
I almost started crying when they were
leaving,  but I didn’t want them to see me
crying,  so I held it back.  No one wants
to see a grown man cry ;),  though I have
and will again.  It’s part of my humanity.
Anyways,  I hope you can make it up
again one day soon Jamye.  Sami,  me
and you will have to do another video
together :).  I love you both oh so much.
Ok so I guess I have rambled enough
huh!  I reckon it’s time for me to begin
my search for a good word or phrase
that I can use for the title for today’s
brand new poem.  So it’s away I go to
that place of my recollection I always
like to call RECOLLECT VILLE.
I think I may have stumbled on a good
title just about a 3rd of the way back
in all of my rambling hehehe.  Now to
see if I can do anything with it LOL.
Here goes……….

All Of Them

Times remembered,
times we’ve viewed.
Times we might have
All of them maybe
might just be found
with us in moments
just looking around.
For truly all of them
times that we’ve seen
can maybe one day
be found in a dream.
Our recollections
of time frames before
might now be journeys
that we so adore.
For the mere moments
might of seemed bad,
but later on then
find that you’re glad.
Lessons from leisure’s
of out on a limb
might now be blessings
within all of them.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 27,  2016

There ya go hehehe.  I had no clue of what I
was going to do with that title LOL,  but as
usual,  I just started writing and that’s what
came out of it.  Sometimes I feel a presence
looking over my shoulder and giving me a
little nudge with things to say.  It might be
my dad.  He used to always love to come in
my room and look over my shoulder as I was
writing.  If it’s not him,  then it might be my
Pawpaw or even a friend of mine that has
passed.  None the less,  I some how manage
to get the poem written in just a matter
of minutes 🙂  Let me see if I have forgotten
to tell you anything.  Hmm,  I can’t think
of anything.  It’s hard to believe that this
month is almost over.  It seems like the
older that we’ve become that time has
sped up.  A week passes by just like a
blink and being able to tell what day it
is gets harder every day.  That might be
due to both of us being retired though 🙂
Anyways,  I guess I need to tell you what
I tell you almost every week and that is
I wrote some more poems and haiku.
Yeppers,  10 more poems with 1 being
sort of Christmassy.  I had some time
to myself yesterday and wrote 4 more
poems,  so actually I wrote 14 this week.
Yes of course I wrote 22 haiku for all of
the haiku lovers out there.  I hope you
can find 1 or 2 of either or both that you
like.  Now I believe it’s time for me to
be searching for that confounded off
switch,  but not before I wish you a most
wonderful Easter and weekend or what
ever is left of it and a truly blessing filled
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  So now,  where is that little
varmint off switch hiding at this week?
Hmm,  it seems I can see a little bit of
movement from behind my camera in
the floor.  Yep,  it looks like he was
trying to hide and take a selfie at the
same time LOL.  Smile,  ya silly thing
cause I gotcha,  see ya zzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

God bless from Bill,  Judy,  Benny,  Rocky
and the spirit of Milo Pearce

P.S.  My friend Robin Franks called a
minute ago to wish me Happy Easter.
God,  thank You for my friends 🙂

P.S. again hehehe
I’m also going to include a picture of Judy’s
Easter wreath in my stationery that she made
last weekend for craft night at her sisters house.
I think it came out quite nice 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Spring Begins

It waves a flag
sometimes as white
seen by day
and also night.
Spring begins
yet not yet seen
now’s nightmare
soon a dream.
Snow still falling
from the sky
as ones want
to wave goodbye.
Spring begins
with little signs
such as warmer
seasons times.
Now with each day
ones complain
how spring begins
in northern Maine.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Beside Myself

Despite my choices
time finds ways
to help me find
much better days.
Beside myself
I stand to look
often at
what I mistook.
My decisions
find my fad
often displayed
oh so bad.
Yet some moments
I foresee
are what’s learned
from history.
So those times
I seek the best
beside myself
with wondrous zest.
Not just sitting
on the shelf
feeling sad
beside myself.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Wants And Needs

With wanting ways
of greediness
it sometimes seems
we have much less.
Wants and needs
discerned arrays
are confusions
many days.
Tides of times
of other shores
sometimes turns
to old folklore’s.
Seasons journeys
window scenes
might just be
your sight that leans.
Lists of pages
wants and needs
might confuse
the moments seeds.
For our wants
that we think true
might not be
real good to do
and our needs
from day to day
are the blessings
God’s Own Way.
He allows us
turnstiles found
to take the choice
to look around.
What we’re wanting
might not shine,
for its greed
and its design.
What we’re needing
might be there
with God’s love
and answered prayer.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Snowflakes Sailing

Winds blow profusely
as each day turns around
finding the beginnings
of a new sight and sound.
With snowflakes sailing
to another scenes floor
the stage in the distance
is changing some more.
Distant are the hillsides
with their wandering times
with snowflakes sailing
making brand new designs.
Timeless the minutes are
as Christmas bells ring
so far in the distance
for our Savior and King.
The blessings of memories
find some certain arrays
with snowflakes sailing
in magical ways.
Christmas and its wonders
are found so compelling
blessings from Jesus Christ
snowflakes sailing.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Thunder In The Night

Summers nights raindrops
come in with a roar
as thunder in the night
you feel on the floor.
The roaring of its moments
display such a scene
along with the lightning
to highlight a dream.
Thunder in the night
can become such a sound
filling ones with fear
as it’s felt all around.
The lightning in the sky
makes a beautiful array
as it sometimes lights up
the night just like day.
It’s just like fireworks
but maybe a little more
thunder in the night
with its bellowing roar.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Echoes Of Twilight

Stars in the night sky
are such a sight
scenes found exploding
echoes of twilight.
Throughout the echoes
some sounds might seem
just like a minute
or just like a dream.
Twilight shows glimmers
of words in the sky
as that of echoes
that might seem to fly.
Mind forming moments
become many smiles
echoes of twilight
that true love compiles.
A lover in the night stands
wanting and waiting
seeking through the echoes
while anticipating.
Echoes of twilight
bring forth Heavens love
blessings of starlight
from Lord God above.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Flavors Of Lies

Some lies are tasteless
and without good choice
while some are much better
to complement voice.
Flavors of lies are
often confused
when ones choose wrongly
to make ones abused.
Showing ones kindness
and not what’ that’s you
can be a lie
that is better to do,
but don’t let that lying
to become of your style
for if you do then
hate you’ll compile.
Yet don’t be hateful
with words that will hurt
saying that they’re ugly
or they look like dirt.
Help ones be better
with flavors of lies,
but don’t let them become
what all you comprise.
Learn of the difference
what all you should say,
for sometimes the truth
is the much better way.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Friday’s Charm

Monday comes quickly
as time moves along
then comes the evening
with Tuesday to dawn.
Wednesday then wakes up
to bring in a lump
what that so many
call day of the hump.
Then Thursdays turnstile
opens its door
showing the minutes
of time to explore.
While evening passes
and night is consumed
the dawning of Friday
is then found attuned.
Then with the beckoning
of your alarm
soon will come Saturday
is Friday’s charm.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Lessons Of Life

Portions of oceans
of tides of our time
might seem as poems with
rhythm and rhyme.
Lessons of life
might find ways to go
without your efforts
found to and fro.
Moments might pass by
leaving a trail
lessons of life
that journeys entail.
Painted as minds eyes
time ticks along
often remembered
as some old love song.
Many times moments
will seem full of strife
when all they are is
lessons of life.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Games People Play

So many liars
and so many thieves
games people play
with webs they will weave.
Sounds of a heartbeat
earth tones explode
within a heartache
on down the road.
Games people play
will often fall prey
to that of sorrow
with colors of gray.
Players of lifestyles
often are found
playing their games like
no one’s around.
Don’t become players
of heartless emotion,
because if you do then
you’ll lose devotion.
Let God to guide you
with your everyday
and don’t get caught up
in games people play.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

Sky Of Day

Sky of night
disperses stars
and the sound
of near by cars.
Then by morning
what that’s seen
is the sight of
poets dream.
Sky of day
displays the hues
colors shining
in the blues.
Clouds pass by
and paint the sky
with a shade of
where and why.
Then by evening
fades away
displaying night
no sky of day.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

Glassy Eyes

Scenes of dreams
that come so clear
might induce
to see and hear.
Glassy eyes
from lack of sleep
find in dreams
what hope can keep.
Sleepless nights
that turn and twitch
becomes signs
of glassy glitch.
Things recorded
timeless views
becomes as
some nightly news.
Then within
a mornings rise
there might be
some glassy eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

This Day And Age

While many might wonder
how time went askew,
others are watching us
here thereunto.
Minutes of moments time
count now as blunder
while ones responsible
look over yonder.
The rich keep getting richer
and the poor still strive
in this day and age
to just stay alive.
So many with millions
don’t care about you
or what that they’ve doing
to create every view.
I know it’s been going on
for a long time
as decades are passed by
as rhythm and rhyme,
For this day and age is
needing to see
a leader to help us
make peace you and me.
Finding the pathways
to new days ahead
with this day and age
not so full of dread.
Look to your hearts now
and see what that’s true
a concerned leader
that cares about you.
Not just a boaster
that only shows hate,
but a true person
with love to create.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

This Is it

Time is done
then it’s gone
as each day
from dusk to dawn.
This is it
time to change
sometimes found
a little strange.
Pointless words
actions too
become seen
what’s me and you.
This is it
we have today
minutes ticking
swish and sway.
Lose the doubt
and find within
better ways
to then begin.
This is it
as time ticks on
do your best
before it’s gone.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 26,  2016

Mar 24,  2016

Life as a flower
is a bloom waiting springtime
suffering winter.

Looking through windows
the outside might look pretty,
but it’s illusion.

Bewildered moments
come as elusive daydreams
that somehow come true.

Counting your blessings
might find you out of numbers
counted correctly.

Sad has a viewpoint
that many can see clearly,
but not understand.

The semblance of love
can often be emotions
lost in perception.

Countless are the stars
that shine so very brightly
guiding ships at sea.

Snowy hills we see
can become children’s stories
read to them at night.

Truth of a storm cloud
can hide emotional actions
of snowflakes and rain.

Consumed by fire
a person might lose themselves
and need extinguished.

Necessity of life
which is often misconceived
is often just greed.

Graven images
find ways inside our lifestyles
as our memories.

A caterpillar
dreams of a butterfly’s life
and then becomes one.

Gestures of a hand
can direct an orchestra
or swat down a fly.

Answers to questions
often lead to more questions
without good answers.

Scenes of a campfire
hold the sight of the campers
found within the flames.

Looking for a breath
you might find it in a breeze
as it blows on through.

Shadows of true life
can become a mere nightmare
within the wrong light.

Sounds of falling trees
are echoes in a forest
depleting our air.

Weathering problems
can become lessons to learn,
but only if learned.

Views of a minute
can become lesser or more
discerned by others.

Information road
might have a few snags in it
that were not informed.

©By Bill Pearce
Mar 24,  2016

My wife Judy’s Poetry books 🙂
{Moonlight and Owls by Judy Pearce}
and her newest
{Hello My Name Is Benny}
They can also be found at Amazon
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Your frosty friend Bill 🙂