Hello my friends

Another week has passed by and it’s looking
more and more like springtime around here 🙂
It’s 70 F right now at 4:23 PM.  I can deal
with that.  It’s when it begins getting warmer
that I’ve gotta turn on our portable AC.  Yep,
I can handle cold much better than I can the
heat.  None the less,  we’ll survive.  I have our
window opened in here.  It had gotten to 77 F
degrees in here and that’s a bit too warm for me.
I still don’t see any leaves on the trees,  but it
won’t be long.  Tomorrow’s high is supposed
to be around 52 F or so.  The temperature
still seems to be bouncing up and down LOL.
We’ve still got some freezing temperatures
in the nights which are delaying any leaves
to be seen in the trees.  But yet still in time
the weather should make up its mind,  I hope.
Judy’s over at her desk rewriting her recipes
onto 3×5 cards so she can put them into her
new recipe box.  That’s gonna keep her busy
for quite a while I presume hehehe.  She’s
gotten tons of recipes from the internet and
other places.  We love to eat 😛 and Judy
is always searching for a new recipe that
she can try out that looks like something we
might like.  Next topic 🙂  Well,  we’ve got a
blue sky today and I don’t see a cloud in it.
On another note,  Benny and Rocky were
in a feisty mood this morning.  They had a
visit from our neighbors Chihuahua and
Benny had a blast.  Rocky wasn’t interested
in playing with him.  Benny though is always
looking to see him.  LOL When Benny was
coming in,  that little Chihuahua wasn’t far
behind.  He wanted to come in with them 🙂
I shut the door and he started barking at
me saying let me in LOL.  I said go home,
I’m sure your owners are wondering where
you are.  Of course I’m fairly sure they are
aware that he likes to play with Benny 🙂
It’s been raining oft and on,  but it seems
we’ve gotta a little bit of a reprieve from it
for the last few days.  There have been a
few floods in the lower lying areas due to
the ice and snow melting along with the
rain.  We’re in a high elevation and don’t
have those problems.  Although that does
tend to cause other problems,  like when
it was 34 F in Houlton in the early morning
hours of Wednesday when I was carrying
out the trash,  unbeknown to me it was a
bit colder here liken unto 24 F degrees
and that put a glaze of ice upon our steps
that when I stepped upon them my feet
flew out from under me and I took a dive
down the steps landing on the trash that
I had been carrying at the bottom of the
steps.  I am still sore.  I think I fractured
my collarbone,  but can’t do nothing about
it right now.  No pain meds work on me,
being due to my funky immune system 🙂
Going to the emergency room would only
end up costing us without them doing a
thing other than prescribing something of
which will not work on me.  I’ve been that
route too many times already hehehehe 🙂
A fracture needs to heal on its own if in
fact it is and it’s not just the leftovers from
an old man falling down the steps,  aches.
LOL in any case,  I’m fairly sure I will live,
darn it hehehe.  It does get tiring with my
whole body always aching.  I’ve acquired
more aches and pains up here due to the
freaking ice and all than I have had in all
my years LOL.  But I still love the views
of the snowflakes falling and painting the
distant scenes with magnificent beauty
as well as the other sights to see through
the seasons of spring,  summer and fall.
Yet,  when that first snowflake falls and
is joined slowly by others it’s as if angels
all floating down from Heaven to paint
the scenes horizon.  Then as it begins to
fall more it looks like cotton candy as it
falls from the sky as everything is covered
in white.  Yep,  I do love the snow,  but
I hate the ice LOL.  Of course icicles are
OK.  They’re pretty as they’re hanging as
Christmas ornaments.  I know,  many of
you think I’m nuts,  well so be it.  These
things help me to enjoy life.  Sights that
God has sent as many blessings.  Though
we might at times find them burdensome,
but a moment they are beautiful and that’s
what we should see.  Let The Light of God
and all that He has given us to shine and
make you smile.  A summer’s breeze can
turn a day of pain into a moments blessing.
When it rains,  think of the lives that it is
restoring and the refreshing scent that
it puts into the air.  Don’t let the things
that God provides to become just burdens
to you.  Look for the blessings,  for even
as lightning streaks across the sky it gives
life to our air and then the thunder that
follows speaks of its wonders.  So now
the next time you see God’s beauty,  be
thankful.  So now I reckon it’s time for me
to be taking my little trip back through
all that I’ve written here to see if I can
find a good word or phrase that I can use
for the title for today’s brand new poem.
An so it’s away I go to that place of my
recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I do  believe I
may have stumbled upon a decent title
just a few lines back.  Now I’ve gotta
see if I can do anything with it hehehe.
Here goes nothing,,,,, hehehe Maybe.

A Summer’s Breeze

A scene so sweet
and essence so fine
a summer’s breeze
is now on my mind.
That certain page
in books of peace
a summer’s breeze
gives us release.
Within the mornings
and afternoons
a summer’s breeze
is joined by loons.
The sounds they make
while singing true
a summer’s breeze
will join in too.
While rain might fall
and cool the air
a summer’s breeze
it can’t compare.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 17,  2016

There ya go.  Just a little poem about a
summer’s breeze.  Yep,  when there’s a
nice summer’s breeze,  the day seems to
be more inviting as it introduces a new
perspective on life.  I love to watch the
trees as they sway in the breeze as the
sound turns into a magical moment that
can put me in a trance.  I can still recall
the nights with me and my Pawpaw out
on Lake Tawakani listening to the night
as water would lap against the boat and
a gentle breeze would blow.  I miss those
days.  I’m sure they will be rekindled as
my time in this old decrepit body is done
and I find my way through Heaven’s gate,
I’m sure my Pawpaw has a special fishing
hole picked out for him and I and maybe
even my dad will join in.  We can just sit
and float on those Heavenly waters and
fish while enjoying Heaven’s sunrise as
it peers over the horizon.  Well it seems
I almost got stuck in rambles ville agin
didn’t I LOL?  I guess it’s time for me
to be telling you what I tell you almost
every week and that is,  I wrote some
more poems and haiku.  Yep, 10 more
poems,  but once again I went a little
over 10 and wrote 10 extra,  but I
think I might just try to hold off on my
writing this week and post those extra
10 next Sunday hehehe.  Sound good
to you?  Oh yea I also wrote 22 more
haiku,  but accidentally wrote 1 extra
so you’ve got 23 to keep ya busy LOL.
So now I reckon it’s time for me to
begin my search for that not so great
at hiding off switch,  but not before I
wish you a most wonderful weekend
or whatever’s left of it and a blessed
week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you
and we do too.  Now,  where is that
silly off switch hiding this week????
Hmm,  is that thing trying to hide in
Rocky’s hair???LOL Rocky almost
shook him out.  He’ll have to learn
how to do some rodeo riding before
trying that agin hehehe.  Anyways,
gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzz.

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

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+1 and 22+1 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Behind A Face

A hidden word,
a hidden thought
behind a face
might be a lot.
A moments time,
a moments place
might be found
behind a face.
Certain struggles,
certain choices,
behind a face
might be some voices.
A life of fear,
A life of hate,
behind a face
you might relate.
Some have problems
wished to hide
behind a face
to coincide.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Time’s Recorded

Lost in time frames,
journeys made.
Times recorded,
some that stayed.
Some seem longer
than they were.
Times recorded
things concur.
Things we’ve been through,
now’s displayed
with us sometimes
a crusade.
Battles counted,
many lost,
times recorded
all the costs.
Yet some moments
times recorded
gave us lessons
times rewarded.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

The Story Told

Revealing insight
said and done
a sentence makes up
what’s begun.
A little story
now and then
what that sometimes
does begin.
Minutes gather
scenes to find
stories written
in the mind.
Many doorways
front and center
become stories
that we enter.
Then remembered
now to old
what we’ve found
the story told.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Tomorrow’s Essence

The past to the present
can look a bit pale
when tomorrow’s essence
most surely sets sail.
Our yesterdays views
will often mislead
when we look at right now
and see but a weed.
Tomorrow’s essence
can twist and turn
with what that right now
does surely discern.
The true reality
of what that’s tomorrow
might be filled with
joy and sorrow.
Yet what you see now
might not be clear
tomorrow’s essence
that’s not here.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Countless Dreams

Wanted wished for
countless dreams,
some as valleys,
some as streams.
Found in slumber
dreams reveal
timeless portions
facts conceal.
Even daydreams
journey on
things with hopeful
dusk to dawn.
Countless dreams
of our desire
is often found
as our barbwire.
Sought not thought
what could not be
countless dreams
Then the moments
come awake
showing what that
was mistake.
Countless dreams
are sometimes best
left a dream
to not possess.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Doors Unopened

Pathways, byways
journeys through
doors unopened
never do.
Dusty highways
left in time
might not see
the best design.
Doors unopened
left to rust
often finds ones
with much dust.
In a bubble
not revealing,
too protected,
never feeling.
For the lessons
you’ve not learned
doors unopened
will have burned.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

A Cloudy Day Of Spring

Sunshine with a journey
finds springtime with peace.
A cloudy day of hopeful
with a springtime release.
Birds singing sweetly
in the trees here and there
on a cloudy day of spring
with God’s beauty everywhere.
The sights are so magical
as scenes come alive
showing all the beauty
through winter did survive.
A cloudy day of spring
becomes such a phase
displayed as a dream world
beneath the suns rays.
Each portion of the day
is enhanced as birds sing
displaying all the beauty
a cloudy day of spring.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Windows Of The Mind

Within  but a mindful
a story is written
found in the windows
a thought bug has bitten.
Deep down within us
as our minds interweave
the windows of the mind
find times to conceive.
Found as perception,
yet often not explored
the windows of the mind
seek a moments reward.
Time finds its patterns
as the minutes tick by
while many will wonder
and ask how and why.
Certain things thought of
are not in their time,
but they might still live on
in windows of the mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

Starlight Fantasy

Drifting through the cosmos
as the stars fly right on by
I have this wondrous fantasy
up high beyond the sky.
Far beyond the Milky Way
to places never known,
I have this starlight fantasy
and I am not alone.
My wife is right here with me
as we travel through the stars
holding hands together
as we wave goodbye to Mars.
Each moment is breathtaking
as it seems to last forever
holding hands through starlight
while enjoying it together.
The glimmers of a new world
our eyes can surely see
as we travel through the twilight
in our starlight fantasy.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

To Judy Pearce
From Bill Pearce <3

Within Confusion

The middle of a moment
might seem like an illusion
while a sleepless night might show
that you’re within confusion.
Bloodshot eyes of hours
display what time’s bestowing
found within confusion
what you are now not knowing.
Seconds seem as journeys
counted one by one,
found within confusion
what sleepless has begun.
Thinking becomes blurry
and eyes are of the same,
when within confusion
and thoughts you can’t attain.
Then a moments slumber
will give you a conclusion
that your thoughts in time
were just within confusion.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  2016

for Apr 14,  2016

With uneasy thoughts
comes doorways halfway opened
fearing the unknown.

Change is a sight
found within and outwardly
that ones try to hide.

Expression of scent
is a flower blooming in spring
attracting some bees.

A hidden turnstile
might illuminate a choice
within the darkness.

Parts of perception
are what many will perceive
in the wrong moment.

Flowers of springtime
give the day its aroma
along with beauty.

Beastly are mornings
that begin with turbulence
within our choices.

Before this moment
there was another moment
that was just waiting.

River rocks so wet
withstand the time of struggles,
as they mark the path.

Waves of an ocean
speak loudly upon the shore
as they tell stories.

Seconds are minutes
hidden within the value
of our patience.

Love is a blessing
that many take for granted
and lose it through time.

Beyond what we see
holds an imagination
found within our thoughts.

Cherishing springtime
allows its beauty to grow
and become much more.

Allowing liars
to continue with their ways
is not helping them.

Winter meets springtime
and says hello and goodbye
while snow melts away.

Loneliness will grow
if fear for your own shadow
prevents you from life.

Our own distinction
is tucked within our lifestyles
and how we unite.

Times adversity
teaches lessons through karma
with what’s mirrored back.

Hillsides with flowers
display pictures of beauty
that springtime displays.

Knowledge of a wrong
and not changing the pathway
will find destruction.

As a fire burns
it gives the strength from itself
to make energy.

A road to nowhere
actually goes somewhere
that we don’t perceive.

©By Bill Pearce
Apr 14,  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
Ben Geurts Drawing Art site
and Old Fashioned Christmas site
My Animal’s Greetings site below
One of my friends sites below
and once again the poetry contest at
Me on YouTube
Your frosty friend Bill 🙂