Expecting More


Hello my friends

It’s been a messy week these passed few
days.  The weather has been bouncing all
over the place LOL.  We got some more
snow Friday and Saturday.  Today though
we got rain.  It got up to around 37 degrees
and melted off some of the snow.  Judy’s
doing well.  We had our grandson with us
for the weekend.  Christian always loves to
come and hang with grandma and grandpa.
We enjoy having him.  Judy just got back
from meeting her daughter Helena in town
to drop Christian off.  She said the roads
are clear.  Of course the county crew have
been busy plowing and salting and dirting
the roads so I was fairly sure they were
driveable.  Judy’s gotta get to bed early
tonight,  being she has an early doctors
appointment in the morning.  We’re still
fending with that add on to our home 🙁
It’s nothing but a pain in the butt.  We’re
doing the best we can to make do with it
until our landlord can do something about
it.  It’s a freaking nightmare as it stands.
Oh well,  life goes on.  Next topic.  Well,
it looks as though tomorrow (Monday)
we’ll have a high of 6 F degrees which is
more like it should be.  Right now it’s 27
degrees and supposed to be -1 F degrees
by morning.  LOL the temperature went
from a high of 37 F today to a high of
6 F for tomorrow.  Talk about a weather
variation hehehe.  Hopefully the rest of
the week makes up its freaking mind LOL.
Judy and I have been busy making more
poetry pictures for volume 2 of our book.
I’ve already got 96 picture poems hehehe.
Judy’s written a few too.  It’s something
that we can do together.  I enjoy writing
poems for our pictures and her paintings.
It’s something that keeps us from going
nuts hehehe.  I took our front door mat
and through it out over the ice that is in
the addition so that Benny would go out
and go potty LOL.  He didn’t want to get
his feet wet.  Rocky had no problem with
it Hahaha.  Anyways,  Benny just walked
around the mat and in the water/ice to get
inside.  He is weird LOL.  There is just no
pleasing him hehehe.  Oh well,  hopefully
we will survive till springtime when Calvin
our landlord can finally get this addition
finished.  I do though have a clue that he
will have to put down a new floor in it and
ceiling.  If we can just survive till then 🙂
I guess it could always be worse.  At least
we have heat and food to eat with a roof
over our head.  There are many that don’t
have that.  So we’re thankful for what we
have.  We have each other and we have
our boys.  Benny and Rocky keep us
entertained LOL.  I cannot believe how
many picture poems I have done.  It seems
like writing poems for pictures has put a
fire under my thoughts and started them
to cooking.  LOL I know,  it’s not like I’ve
not written a lot of poems before I began
doing picture poems hehehe.  I guess the
fact is I enjoy writing picture poems.  The
pictures help me to open more doors to
my old thinker 🙂  I did manage to take
a few pictures this passed week.  So my
stationery will have a few views of  our
frozen world up here.  Christian went with
me Saturday to walk out and check the
mail and I got a few pictures of us hehehe.
Benny and Rocky were good little boys
and waited at the end of the driveway for
us to return back to the house.  They
wanted to come with us,  but I told them
no and they just sat and waited for us 🙂
Friday I went out to check the mail and
took a little video of my there and back
stroll hehehe.  Anyways,  It’s a winter
white world up here.  Expecting more
snow Thursday,  but then that can change
at the drop of a hat.  So,  for all of you
out there that wear hats,  quit dropping
them.  It makes the weather change and
what we were prepared for gets changed.
LOL It could change Thursdays snow
to Mondays snow and so on and so on 🙂
So,  snug those hats down will ya hehehe.
LOL I’m just being silly.  I think being
silly helps us to deal with life when it gets
out of hand,  but always remember,  the
silliness has a place and time that it is
to exist and then seriousness must be
paid forward.  Judy thinks there are a
few times that I should lighten up,  but
then other times she wishes I would take
a sleeper pill LOL.  I do worry about
finances and many other things.  I have
been called a worry wart by my parents.
I try to let God have it,  but my dear
old humanity always seems to step in
and worry.  I know God will not allow
anything in our lives that we cannot
handle,  but I am human hehehe.  God
knows me and knows how I am.  He
is always with me in conversation as I
am always talking to Him and listening
and looking for His responses.  Many
times His response is to wait till the
time is right or not to do anything due
to my want is not a need and it would
just cause me more problems.  Don’t
become angry if you feel your prayers
have not been answered.  Maybe they
have been answered with a simple NO,
for what we are praying for is not what
should be.  Now I believe it’s time for
me to be looking back over all that I’ve
written to see if I can find a good word
or phrase that I can use for the title of
today’s brand new poem.  So it’s away
I go to that place of my recollection
that I always like to call RECOLLECT
VILLE.   I think I may have found a
fairly decent title about a 3rd of a way
back through my rambling 🙂  Now to
see if I can do anything with it.  Here
goes nothing…..

Expecting More

Winter’s breeze
displays it’s breath
a certain scene
from more to less.
It shows its way
as winter’s door
with a few then
expecting more.
Then there are ones
that wish for spring
the less of winter
with birds to sing.
Expecting more
from each days stride
will often show
the truth inside.
The minutes pass
with each new day
while time relies
on God’s Own way.
He has the seconds
and hours in hand
and knows what to do
with woman and man
So let the moments
within today’s door
be of God’s choices
not expecting more.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 18,  2016

There ya go 🙂  I hope you understood the
poem and maybe even liked it.  Also I hope
you enjoyed my rambling or at least liked
it a bit LOL.  If you didn’t then,  Oh well.
Life goes on.  I reckon there will be many
articles of mine that might not agree with
you hehehe.  We each have our different
strides in life and what you like one day
might not fill the bill on another day LOL.
So,  I wonder,  is there anything that I’ve
forgotten to tell you?  Hmm,  I don’t think
I have left out anything and if I have,  It
might make it into next weeks journal 🙂
One thing though I want to remind you
is to share with your friends and family
about our new book Pearce’s Poetry
Pictures.  We would sure like to sell a
few more books.  I’m sure you will love
it.  It has over 150 picture poems in it
that Judy and I have done.  So OK,  now
I believe 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.  Yeppers,  10 more poems
with 8 Christmas poems.  But as I’ve
done quite often lately,  I wrote a few
more poems.  4 more to be exact hehehe.
So that ups the poem count to 14 and
yes I 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.  Now it’s come to that time
that I must begin searching for that not
so great at hiding off switch,  but not
before I wish you a most wonderful week.
Remember,  Jesus loves you and we do
too.  Okie dokie,  now where’s that ornery
off switch hiding this week?  Searching
the room!!!!!  Hmmmmm.  I think I can
see something that seems out of place
just a tad.  Yeppers,  that silly switch
was trying to blend in with my camera
cards LOL.  I mean,  it’s not even flat.
Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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+4 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

A Minute Gained

Time’s a number
then a phase
counted moments
in the days.
A minute becomes
ticking wonders
seconds deployed
scenic sunders.
Fragments found
as time ticks on
a minute gained
will soon be gone.
Many portions
of our days
find our shadows
in weird ways.
Some as echoes,
some as chimes
a minute gained
turns into rhymes.
Rhythmic patterns
come and go
a minute gained
how moments flow.
Time is counted
life attained,
sometimes only
a minute gained.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 13,  2016

Distant Treasures

Seasons greetings
distant days
still remind of
distant ways.
Distant treasures
time recalls
are with toys
and bouncing balls.
Christmas mornings
come in sight
distant scenes
each Christmas light.
Time’s a doorway
counted true
distant treasures
come in view.
What’s remembered
turns a page
distant treasures
age to age.
Each with memoirs
timeless dreams
distant treasures
painted scenes.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

A Santa Smile

Found in a painting
is a scene great to see
with Frosty and Santa
by a large Christmas tree.
A cardinal and birdhouse
is there in the snow
along with candy canes
red striped to show.
With a Santa smile
in a Christmassy way
time is but a moment
a painted display
Santa is smiling
with red cheeks aglow
some holiday cheer
and a HoHoHo.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

Christmas Cardinals

Within a time
there is a scene
Christmas cardinals
winter’s gleam.
Male and female
perched in time
in a painted
scenes design.
With their colors
red to gaze
painted in the
Christmas days.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

A Little Ride

With some strokes
of painted days
there are two dogs
in windows gaze.
A little ride
to town and back
a painted scene
with tree intact.
Upon the car
a Christmas view
brings them joy
with there and to.
Within a while
of snow of white
a scene of bliss
is in their sight.
A little ride
becomes their joy
more than any
doggy toy.
They are watching
time fly by
snowflakes falling
from the sky.
Benny and Rocky
watch and wait
the ride to end
with true elate.
A moment’s time
uncovers veils
our home seen
with wagging tails.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

The Color Of Love

Life is but a glance
that many will see
and not look beyond
what truly can be.
The color of love
is a texture and style
painted with hearts
and a joyful smile.
Time is just a gaze
with minutes that pass
disbursing the views
that many look past.
The color of love
is a tinted array
painted with passion
in a various way.
Some are the painters
with all that they do
and others are painters
of lives really blue.
Be a true painter
of passionate smiles
the color of love
with hope that compiles.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

One Christmas Day

One magical day
in the snow of white
there was a scene
a wonderful sight.
Beside a tree
was Santa’s sleigh
seen in the snow
one Christmas day.
Some deer were lost
and found themselves
real near the house
of Santa’s elves.
One Christmas day
this sight was found
Cardinals landing
upon the ground.
With some deer
in this display
was found the joy
one Christmas day.
The time was magic
as it was shared
one Christmas day
that none compared.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

Santa’s Tree

One winter’s night
old Santa sought
a Christmas tree
that’s not store bought.
He went out seeking
walking afoot
in suit of purple,
covered with soot.
He found a tree
that fit his style
and carried it home
with a little smile.
There was a laugh
that many heard
a HoHoHo
his joy inferred.
Within the moonlight
I could see
the sight of Santa
and Santa’s tree.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

A Cloudy Day

A summers day
with ocean near
has some seagulls
I can hear.
A cloudy day
with ships to sail
turns to sights
of great detail.
The ocean view,
a distant scene
with some islands
in between.
A cloudy day
brings forth a view
a summers day
with ocean blue.
Yet it’s now
a picture show
with some ships
where waters flow.
A cloudy day
becomes much more
taking pictures
from the shore.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

Blindly Stepping

With our actions day to day
our steps might be in air
stepping in a place and time
that we are unaware.
Blindly stepping in a void
to and from our stride
often finding many problems
that we cannot hide.
Yet so many people stepping
will not ever try
to let Jesus guide their steps
within their by and by.
Then within their day and age
their future will display
how their twisted lives of now
are found from day to day.
Blindly stepping without faith
can lead you to a hole
that of which old Satan dug
to surely steal your soul.
So let Jesus guide your path
when choices are to make
then all your blindly stepping
will be no mistake.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

Amidst The Winter

When while driving
winters days
I saw some cattle
in my gaze.
They were standing
in the snow
watching me then
driving slow.
I stopped my car
and walked a while
taking pictures
times compile.
The cows continued
their own stride
amidst the winter
snows applied.
Yet a few
would stop and stare
time to time
with such a glare,
as if to say
why don’t you enter
and join us
amidst the winter.
Those cattle seemed
a bit absurd
as they mooed
their every word.
I took the hint
and headed home
to leave the cattle
where they roam.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 14,  2016

Remembering Autumn

On an old country road
on a brisk autumn day
a scene then awakened
in a wonderful way.
Remembering autumn
as a sweet country drive
brings alive moments
that will always survive.
A day with a picture
that is taken to recall
displays the occasion
of the colors of fall.
The season is a blessing
awakened to be seen
remembering autumn
as a wonderful dream.
The colors so brightly
display sights to view
as the day moves on
with it’s wondrous hue.
Leaves of all colors
begin then to fall
remembering autumn
the best time of all.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 15,  2016

Christmas In The City

A seasonal time frame
of dark city nights
can become such a display
of bright shining lights.
Christmas lights shining
in the smallest of places
Christmas in the city
that a moment embraces.
Maybe just a shadow
of Christmas tree lights
becoming of the essence
of wonderful sights.
The people sound asleep
as the night lights display
Christmas in the city
such a wonderful day.
Christmas morning comes
as children jump for joy
for Santa Claus had come
to bring them each a toy.
Christmas in the city
and the moon shining bright
becomes as a memoir,
a Christmastime night.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 15,  2016

Christmas Road

This road of winter
passed our home
displays a place
where seasons roam.
A Christmas style
with snow of white
a Christmas road
in mid daylight.
The road has trees
a whitish hue
a seasons scene
for ones to view.
This Christmas road
is a moment in time
that displays stories
that ones can rhyme.
It has a lifestyle
of its very own
this Christmas road
to town and home.
It speaks of journies
seasons will say
this Christmas road
to Christmas Day.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 17,  2016

for Dec 15,  2016

Without our choices
we become only robots
programmed to do things.

Destiny stands out
as doorways become opened
displaying our pathways.

A minute will pass
leaving many mysteries
found within our minds.

A journey in snow
leaves a trail ones can follow
unless it snows more.

Details of a heart
are rhythms of a moment
that many perceive.

When a flower blooms
it begins the end of life
that begins again.

Mentally challenged
is but only perception
of what ones perceive.

Decisions in life
need much more than just a thought,
they need some action.

Discerning autumn
is a pathway of colors
that falls to the ground.

Lost is ones thinking
when looking in a mirror
seeing just themselves.

Winter is a time
that disperses many themes
with snowflakes an cold.

We are all unique
the same as little pebbles
that create a beach.

A window of life
displays different viewpoints
with ones looking through.

A leaf of autumn
becomes yet another life
falling to the ground.

A morning’s sunshine
is often clouded with rain
but the sun still shines.

Looking for flowers
might find you a bunch of weeds
disguised as flowers.

As the Earth rotates
it continues its journey
to make day and night.

A tree that’s alone
will look larger and taller
than with many trees.

A chartered vessel
sails to its designation,
but sometimes will sink.

Counting your fingers
might leave you without numbers
for counting passed ten.

Today’s tomorrow
might come a bit too early
when we’ve wasted time.

Chance is a time
that often comes with problems
that we should avoid.

©By Bill Pearce
Dec 15,  2016

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