Don’t Hold Your Breath


Hello my friends

It’s another day nearer Christmas and it’s
looking more like it every day when I peek
outside at the snow.  We’ve gotten about a
foot or so.  Our landlord just came by to see
how his roof repair held out and he noticed
that the add on of our mobile home roof is
still leaking.  He said he’ll try to get someone
to help him and get back over here as soon
as he can to get it fixed and then get started
pulling up the carpet and all.  Hopefully he
gets it done before the heavy snows begin.
LOL and many of you are saying,  you did
say you already got a foot of snow didn’t ya.
Believe me,  that is not the heavy snow LOL.
Our back storm door is frozen shut.  I busted
the door last night trying to get it opened and
when I got it opened I did a little repair work
and fixed the door,  but the storm door’s once
again frozen shut.  So we are having to wade
through the front addition to get out and let
the boys out to go potty.  Yep,  it’s a regular
nut house around here.  Right now it’s 22 F
at 4:42 PM.  Not too bad yet 🙂  It’s supposed
to be 8 F degrees by morning.  I’m going to
call and order 50 gallons of heating oil first
thing in the morning.  It’s amazing it hasn’t
ran out LOL.  I bought 50 gallons last month.
I’m sure it’s getting LOW.  So that should
cost around 150 dollar or so.  OH well,  we
don’t wanna freeze to death.  Of course we do
still have our little radiator heaters,  but they
do not do much on preventing our pipes from
freezing and also keeping our bathroom warm.
Yep,  wintertime is sneaking up our doorsteps.
Yet it’s still got a few weeks or so before it’s
truly officially here,  but in my book,  it’s here.
I still love the snow,  but don’t care much for
it when it builds up on the house and then in
the middle of the night slides off with a big
CRASH.  It startles us sometimes 🙂  I’ve
kind of gotten used to it,  but the boys still
think they have to bark at it to let us know
something happened hehehe.  Our grandson
wanted to come and spend the weekend with
us,  but this weekend didn’t seem like the best
time for him to visit.  I had yet to of dug out
our car and he would of been coming Friday.
That is when I had to dig the car out of the
snow so we could go into town to do a little
MUCH NEEDED grocery shopping.  Yep our
fridge was getting rather bare.  Plus I would
not of been able to turn up the heat so he
would not freeze in the living room being we
are maybe running on fumes right now LOL.
Yep,  I’m calling first thing in the morning to
get us some more heating oil.  Then if he
wants to come next weekend,  he can and I
won’t worry about him being too cold.  We’ve
got a lot of blankets,  but I just worry about
those things.  I can’t help it 🙂  We keep the
heat set on 60 F at all times.  It uses less
heating oil at that setting then we use our
little radiator heaters to keep us warm in
our PC room and bedroom being we have
the vents closed off in here.  So,  next topic.
Friday,  Judy,  I and the boys took a drive to
town as I said earlier and I did as I do often
and took pictures there and back.  Yeppers,
it’s beginning to look a lot like Christmas,
everywhere we drive.  A lot of people have
their Christmas lights up,  but when we are
moving at about 50 or 60 miles an hour it is
rather difficult to get pictures of them LOL.
I might get some good pictures in the next
week or so,  but don’t hold your breath 🙂
OK,  you can hold your breath,  but it won’t
guaranty anything hehehe.  Judy and I are
hoping that Calvin finishes up with the roof
and all so that we can begin cleaning out
the building and maybe setting up one of
our Christmas trees out there.  I’ve ordered
us a wet/dry shop vac and it should be here
in a week or so.  I figure we’ll have other
needs for it.  Those things are quite useful.
Anyways,  after that is all said and done,
we want to see about having a doggy door
installed in the add on.  That way all we’ll
have to do is open the front door and let
them out to the add on and they can go
through the doggy door to go out to potty
and then come back in out of the weather
to wait for us to let them back in the house.
That’s our plans,  but first things first.  The
roof needs fixing and then the carpet needs
to be pulled.  There are many other things
needing done before we get to the doggy
door LOL.  We’re praying that it is all done
soon so that we can finally enjoy living in
our home.  We’ve been here 9 years now
and we love the area and all.  The boys can
go outside to play and potty and we don’t
worry about them being hit by a car.  We
are far from the road,  plus they both know
better than going to the road.  They’ll sit
and watch me walk out to the road to check
the mail.  We’ve got a couple of good boys.
Even though we have a few obstacles in our
path from time to time,  we know that God
is always watching over us.  He makes sure
that we have what we need to get by,  even
though we might think we need more.  Well
I think it’s time for me to begin my search
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.  So it’s away I go to that little place
of my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found a
fairly decent title.  Now to see if I can do
anything with it 🙂   Here goes.

Don’t Hold Your Breath

Those times we dream of
or just fantasize
might be our wantings
we don’t realize.
There are some moments
that need not our time,
for they are a figment
that’s found in our mind.
Don’t hold your breath
for a time frame not true,
for the moment you want
might not be for you.
Many times wantings
are lost in the game
found in the portions
we wish to attain.
Keep within prayerful
the things that you need
and let God the Father
to then take the lead
and when your desires
are without access
remember your needs
and don’t hold your breath.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 4,  2016

There ya go.  I hope you liked the poem and
maybe even understood it.  Also I hope that my
rambling didn’t put ya to sleep.  If so,  then you
might of needed a nap LOL.  I wonder if there
is something I have forgotten to mention to you.
Hmm,  nope,  can’t think of anything,  so I guess
it’s time for me to tell you what I tell you every
week and that is,  I wrote some more poems and
haiku.  Yeppers,  10 more poems with 2 of them
being sort of Christmassy.  I actually wrote 7
extra poems being I wrote some more picture
poems LOL,  so that ups the count to 17 poems.
I also once again 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.  So,  now I
believe it’s time to begin my search for that
hardly elusive off switch,  but surely not before
I wish you a wonderful weekend or what’s left
of it and a blessings filled week.  Remember,
Jesus loves you and we do too.  Ok so,  where
are you hiding this week ya silly off switch?
LOL I think I spy with my 1 good eye,  a bit
of movement from behind my PC monitor 🙂
Yep,  I see ya you silly thing.  You’ve got a
habit of always peeking out to see if I can see
ya and that’s when I see you.  Try harder
next time.  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzz.

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

P.S  A link to our brand new book
Pearce’s Poetry Pictures
is at the end of the journal along
with all of the others.  Enjoy 🙂

Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+7 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

Heaven’s Display

Sometime in the future
your eyes will behold
scenes filled with passion
as the bible’s foretold.
This place will be scenic,
this place so divine.
This place will encompass
what is yours and mine.
There’ll be ones waiting
for us to walk through
the doorway to Heaven
that glorious view.
Time will be endless
as heartbeats unite
in the essence of Heaven
and God’s Holy Light.
The end is the beginning
for life continues on
as flesh becomes spirit
and all pain is gone.
This is the moment
that’s found on this day
time frames connected
with Heaven’s display.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2016

Train Tracks Through Fall

Pathways,  track ways
time is but a scene
painted with a photo
bright orange and green.
Minutes tick onwards
as train tracks display
time within a porthole
a page from a day.
Autumns book of words
that are found to recall
scenes within scenes
train tracks through fall.
The moment is recorded
a great point and time,
a scene within a scene
that’s found so divine.
The time is a picture
that’s painted with style
time through a doorway
that’s found with a smile.
A time not forgotten
that we now recall
is found within a picture,
train tracks through fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2016

The Christmas Lamppost

This post full of color
with a candle aglow
sits within a painting
and a small bit of snow.
It’s oh so glorious
with its flickering light
the Christmas lamppost
that’s deep in the night.
The candle it shimmers
and glimmers its scene
as it shows colors
with garland of green.
Some flowers around it
that flavor the view
the Christmas lamppost
a wonderful hue.
An artist discerned it
as a great point in time
to be painted with love
adorned with a rhyme.
The Christmas lamppost
is alive in a way
painted with the colors
of a wonderful day.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2016

Owl So Wise

Little owl
before my eyes
do you question
how’s and why’s?
Do you see the
moments flair
found within
a breath of air?
Owl so wise
of painted time
do you seek
your own design?
Are the questions
that you ask
just a painted
minutes task?
With each minute
of the day
do you wonder,
do you pray.
Can you see now
time’s disguise
in the moments
owl so wise?

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2016

A Summer’s Child

As time displays
a summer’s scene
the day is met
within a dream.
A summer’s child
with heart of gold
displays the light
of stories told.
Two small dogs
will romp and play
as the minutes
tick away.
A summer’s child
displays her view
with everything
that she will do.
She shows a smile
with every glance
as the doggies
romp and prance.
She loves those dogs
as real true friends
a summer’s child
in seasons winds.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 28,  2016

Standing In The Rain

A scene with a little girl
in the rain at night
is painted in a picture
with a lamppost light.
Standing in the rain
with her raincoat on
she holds her umbrella
till raindrops are gone.
The picture is magic
as she’s plainly seen
standing in the rain
as a topical theme.
It seems as a story
a writer should tell
standing in the rain
the heart does compel.
Peace is abundant
she does not complain
looking at the lamppost
standing in the rain.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 29,  2016

A Ship At Sail

Through the waters
ocean blue
a ship at sail
is in my view.
A scenic time
within the day
a ship at sail
is on its way.
Still as minutes
chart their course
a ship at sail
is oceans force.
Through the waters
stage is set
a ship at sail
I can’t forget.
It’s now pictures
oceans waves
that I remember
distant days.
Time befuddles
how I view
a ship at sail
an ocean blue.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 29,  2016

Scenic Clouds

Through my view
of distant days
my mind recalls
a wondrous gaze.
Some scenic clouds
of mornings past
are now but just
a shadows cast.
A scenic view
from long ago
of clouds designs
that I love so.
Then’s remembered
deep inside
those scenic clouds
my mind did ride.
A moment’s time
I flew away
with scenic clouds
of day to day.
A painted sky
or so it seemed
was scenic clouds
I thought I dreamed
Yet the gaze
of long ago
brought me to
a wondrous show.
Magical minutes
that time designed
scenic clouds
a moments mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 29,  2016

Summers At The Beach

Walking on the beach of time
taking pictures here and there
I find myself envisioning
the sights, God’s love and care.
People holding one another
amidst the summers days
as some others smile real big
within the oceans waves.
A dog just sits and looks at me
to seem with just one wish
to run and play in ocean waves
and maybe catch a fish.
The scene I will remember
as a wondrous point of view.
A place my wife and I would go
to seek a life brand new.
We often find those memories
as now a certain quest
to one day return back to then
for it was the very best.
Time is now a oceans dream
to days far out of reach,
wondrous times of long ago
summers at the beach.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

A Christmas Cardinal

With winter’s snow
comes sights to see
those wondrous things
God’s given free.
Sights are flavored
nighttime scenes
a Christmas cardinal
the season brings.
A snowy painting
comes in view
a Christmas tree
seen thereunto.
A Christmas cardinal
is perched upon
a lamppost singing
its great song.
The minutes pass
as life displays
a Christmas cardinal
Christmas days.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

Lighthouse Of Eve

A scenic cruise
finds such a sight,
a scene within
the edge of night.
The sun is dipping
out of view
leaving us
a wondrous hue.
Yellow and orange
combined to leave
the sight to find
lighthouse of eve.
We watch the scene
turn into gold
as the minutes
then unfold.
The ship we’re on
is headed back
leaving sights
to turn to black.
But the darkness
will not grieve
with the glimmer
lighthouse of eve.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

Wednesday’s Journal

Time’s surmounting
days of week
some with patterns
many seek
Monday’s threshold
opens wide
letting Tuesday
come inside.
Wednesday’s journal
then becomes
middle week
of beating drums.
Then is Thursday
coming fast
leaving many
in the past.
Yet by Friday
ones are glad
Wednesday’s journal
found its fad.
Counting minutes
hump day scenes
Wednesday’s journal
becomes dreams.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

Through The Waves

A sailboat glides
on through the waves
a sailing vessel
in its ways.
The wind is strong
and carries on
the sailboats route
from dusk to dawn.
Each wave is seen
as a rocking force
a moment’s time
within its course.
Through the waves
the vessel sails
while people watch
and tell the tales.
The scene’s alive
with moments time
the sailboat sails
with peaceful mind.
The rudders aim
is through the waves
while seeking for
the distant days.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

An Autumn Path

When seasons show
their place in time
they can become
an awesome rhyme.
A poem or song
to which ones sing,
a time becomes
what seasons bring.
An autumn path
of painted style
can then become
a moments mile.
A stroke of paint
of times gone by
can then design
a bird to fly.
Even a squirrel
within a tree
an autumn path
can surely be.
So use your mind
to see contrast
the colors of
an autumn path.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

A Seaside Ride

One day was seen
a timeless frame,
a moment found
with much to gain.
Horses in stride,
a seaside view
while we looked on
to the sea of blue.
This was a day,
a magical time,
a seaside ride
for us to find.
Snapping pictures
making memories,
this scene we saw
in evenings breeze.
A magical scene
two hearts in stride
was a day long ago
a seaside ride.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 30,  2016

The Truck Rolled On

A snowy winter’s scene
is a time frame of white
found as a truck rolls
on the road out of sight.
Big wheels a churning
on a white snowy road
as the truck rolled on
with its real heavy load.
A moment of blissful
on the old road of snow
becomes as a memoir
from where it will go.
Time is but an instant
as snowflakes fall down
as the truck rolled on
to a faraway town.
A snowy winter’s scene
is a time that I recall
when the truck rolled on
and snowflakes would fall.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 3,  2016

Doggy Eyes

When walking in the snow
I felt some doggy eyes
watching me and waiting
to give me a surprise.
They both love to watch me
as I head out to the road
to see if we got mail
and then back to our abode.
The journey is real sluggish
while I’m walking in the snow,
but they’re waiting patiently
to see where else I’ll go.
If I say come on boys
they’ll both be on their way
to follow me wherever
I seem to go that day.
But they both know better
than to follow to the road,
for we’ve trained them truly
to wait at our abode.
Yes, we have some good boys
which comes to no surprise
for they’re always waiting
with watchful doggy eyes.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 3,  2016

for Dec 3,  2016

Within a moment
holds a life of perspectives
viewed differently.

Change is a motion,
for without any motion
it is just a thought.

A crowded doorway
will hinder the needed path,
so allow for time.

Wintertime’s snowflakes
bring forth a painting of life
that soon comes to life.

Even one that’s wise
will have much folly in life,
for no one’s immune.

Life in a bubble
will prevent you from learning
true lessons of life.

A wanted pathway
that does not belong with you,
might lead to trouble.

The journey of a tree
is that of a mere seedling
with hope to grow tall.

A harbor of ships
holds a passion for sailing
within memories.

Standing in a boat
that is too small to stand in
might cause it to flip.

When watching snowflakes
the moments might seem to pause
as your gaze is caught.

A variety
of a portion of people
create ideas.

Our perceived notions
can often be ridiculed
by other beliefs.

Fondness of colors
creates many things we like,
due to the colors.

Drastic emotions
often acts like dynamite
with a real short fuse.

Life in the fast lane
will one day hit a speed bump
that might be painful.

Beyond the starlight
holds a place of many dreams
that’s reality.

A flickering bulb
exposes its elements
as it lights a room.

Fireflies of night
will light their own excursions
and then hide away.

Living in the past
will prevent you from growing
and finding better.

A fish in a stream
has a path of which to swim
or to become caught.

Snowmen of winter
need someone to create them
so they can exist.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 3,  2016

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