While Keeping


Hello my friends

Has winter hit your place yet?  It’s knocking
loudly on our door.  We had a little dusting of
snow this passed week,  but it just left a glaze
and was gone pretty quick being that it hasn’t
been a steady freezing and below long enough
to get the ground cold enough to hold snow,
but it won’t be long.  It’s getting colder and as
I look at my weather programs I see there is
a chance for snow beginning Wednesday,  but
time will tell.  I have compared notes on all of
my weather programs and they’re not syncing
with one another as one says snows beginning
Wednesday and on into the weekend and then
another says rain and snow for Thursday in
the morning and then the same for the evening,
but nothing for Friday and snow on Saturday.
The other weather programs are confused as
well LOL.  So I guess it’s a hit or miss hehehe.
When they say they are forecasting,  it really
means that they’re giving their best guess LOL.
Maybe not a good guess,  but a guess none the
less.  I always rely more on my weather radar.
It’s more accurate.  Ok onto another topic 🙂
I haven’t done much picture taking this week
being it gets dark a lot earlier now.  We went
to the New Limerick town office Monday and
voted.  I got a few pictures then,  but when
we went to Walmart Friday afternoon it was
already dark at 4:30 PM.  So,  there will be a
few pictures in my stationery.  Very few LOL.
We did get our heating oil delivered Monday
and it brought us to almost a full tank and
that should last us a good while.  The rest
of the week was pretty much with me doing
what I always do hehehe,  writing poetry
to pictures that Judy’s painted and pictures
that we’ve taken.  It keeps my brain ticking.
I’ve brought our bikes into the porch to get
them out of the weather.  They need a little
oiling,  so I’ll be putting some 3 in one oil
on the chains and gears.  Other than that
they’re needing some air in the tires,  but
that’s why I bought us a bicycle tire pump.
So,  they’ll live to be ridden next summer.
The reason I say summer is because up here,
springtime is often still with a lot of snow 🙂
and it’s a little hard to ride bikes in it hehehe.
So,  what else is going on around this place?
Well to be honest,  not much.  Nope,  it’s
been pretty quiet around here aside from
our boys barking from time to time at the
neighbors hehehe.  They’re getting more
used to them being here as time goes on 🙂
We’ve gone so long without neighbors they
had gotten used to that.  Judy is taking a
little nap now.  I’m going to wake her up
when our TV programs come on or maybe
a little bit before,  being we need find out
what we’re going to eat for dinner.  It seems
that God and our many angels have been
continuing to watch over us.  We have our
share of problems,  but for the most part
we’re doing well.  I want to thank You God
for all that You have done for us and given
us strength to do while keeping evil from
our home and lives.  Now I believe it’s time
for to me to once again take a little journey
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 lil place
of my recollection that I always like to call
RECOLLECT VILLE.  I think I found a
decent title just a few lines back and after
checking I see that it has not been used as
of yet,  so used it shall be Mwahahaha,

While Keeping

Without some planning
for futures days
you might just end up
in the grays.
While holding tight
to what is gone
it might prevent the
newer dawn.
Let the baggage of
times you’ve seen
to become lessons
not sour dreams.
Time’s a wonderful
thing in life
if you don’t fill it
with hate and strife.
So as the days then
change their date
learn to let go
of all your hate.
For while keeping it
you might find
a future filled with
a saddened mind.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 12,  2017

There ya go 🙂  I hope you liked the poem and
if not,  then maybe next week hehehe.  Hey, it’s
hit and miss.  Anyways,  I also hope you enjoyed
my rambling and it didn’t just bore ya to sleep 🙂
Judy just got up and came in here with me,  so it
looks like we will have left over pizza for dinner.
I cooked it Friday night,  but it was too large for
us to finish in 1 night and we wanted something
else to eat last night.  I fixed us pancakes,  egg
and sausage for breakfast.  I did as I always do
and fixed enough pancakes for 2 mornings,  so
can ya guess what we’re gonna have for breakfast
tomorrow hehehe.  Though tomorrow I might
just fix sausage to go with them.  They’re pretty
quick and easy 🙂  Heat and serve.  OK,  so what
have I forgotten to tell ya?  Hmm,  it seems that
I have said it all of at least all I can remember at
this moment,  so I guess it’s time for me to begin
telling you what I tell you almost every week and
that is,  I wrote some more poems and haiku 🙂
Yep,  10 more poems with an extra 5 which ups
the count to 15.  The first poem is the birthday
poem that I wrote for Judy.  Her birthday was
Nov 6 🙂  I also wrote once again 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 reckon it’s time for me to begin searching
for that hardly elusive off switch,  but surely
not before I wish you a wonderful blessings
filled week.  Remember,  Jesus loves you and
we do too.  Now,  where is that ornery off
switch hiding at this time?  Hmm, searching
high and low.  Aha,  there ya are you little
whippersnapper.  Hiding behind the curtains
again huh.  It might of worked if ya had of
sneezed hehehe.  Take a cold tablet and call
me on the morning hehehe. Better luck next
week!  Gotcha,  see ya CLICK zzzzzzzzzzzzz.

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

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Now it’s on with the poems and haiku
10+5 and 22 hehehehehehehehehehe 🙂

This Day Of Birth

This time of year
brings forth a sign,
a day that’s counted
from time to time.
This day of birth
is one so great,
for it’s the moment
God put in date.
He gave your heart
a beating style,
this day of birth
that gives a smile.
I’m so thankful
to see your face
as time moves on
from place to place.
This day of birth
is great to see,
for now you’re part
of my history.
The future’s ours,
a gift from above,
as time moves on
that’s filled with love.
This day of birth
brings forth a scene
that was dreamt
within a dream.
The seasons shine
as time moves on
while our love
grows dusk to dawn.
This day of birth
is the greatest view,
for you have me
and I have you.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 6,  2017

I love you Judy Pearce

Time Moves On

Forward movement
time is gone,
leaving memoirs
of a song.
Sung as journeys
time has done,
time moves on
to walk or run.
Scenes uncovered
might display
a special moment,
time of day.
A simple sight
of summer green
found within
a certain scene.
Love of nature
becomes found
as time moves on
with sight and sound.
Allow the journey
of life’s own song
to live within
as time moves on.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Life’s Travels

We might one day
find unknown roads
paths through life
our time bestows.
They might display
some scenic places
of ticking essence,
moments traces.
In life’s travels
you might find
a new perspective
in your mind.
The roads of life
can become home,
as timeless travels
that you roam.
Our life’s travels
might show a way
to a better
brighter day.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Apple and Pear

We’re as a lifestyle
of different views,
an apple and pear
of walking shoes.
Some may wonder
while looking to see
the difference in you
and difference in me.
Life is a flavor
of different styles,
some with a hidden
life that compiles.
An apple and pear
of other arrays
describes a portion
of others displays.
So look beyond
what vision finds
and let yourself
have open minds.
We’re all connected
from here to there
just as the fruits
an apple and pear.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Time’s Beginning

A step through time
upon the rails
of life’s own journey
timeless tales
begins with moments
gathered on
as time’s beginning
moves along.
Bringing phases
into frame
time’s beginning
a railroad train.
The passageways
from then and there
began a journey
none knew where.
It brought about
another view
time’s beginning
Our own footsteps
might just find
time’s beginning
another time.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Pond Of Life

I remember
life and times,
found as scenes
of great designs.
A pond of life
one wondrous day
found with ducks
to splash and play.
I remember
times so sweet
found within
the summer’s heat.
As the minutes
passed on by
all the duck
began to fly.
I remember
that great view
of how they swam
and how they flew.
Found as life
the time was seen,
pond of life,
a wondrous dream.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 7,  2017

Deep Thoughts

Depths of an ocean,
minds in a void,
life is but a story,
time frames deployed.
Seen as a rogue wave,
thoughts might grow,
timeless emotions,
moments bestow.
Our deepest thoughts,
some others may view
as but a moment,
that cannot be true.
Scented with illusion,
some may just think
our life and times
are as ships to sink.
Their understanding
might just perceive
as but a moment
we seek to deceive.
Yet in our ocean
of mindful arrays
our waves of time
may seem as greys.
There’s no guarantee
of changing their view,
for they might never
see the true you.
Different viewpoints
might just get lost
within perspective
of our deep thoughts.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2017

Field Of Summer

Fluent motion,
time displays,
bringing forth
the summer days.
As the season
comes in tune,
it becomes a
path to swoon.
Many breezes
blow their style,
field of summer
with a smile.
Time’s of artwork
painted true
as the field then
changes hue.
Grasses growing
changing phase,
field of summer
then to gaze.
Time remembered
shines upon
field of summer,
life moves on.
An oceans memoir
in the grass,
field of summer
time to pass.
Trails of lifetimes
flow as waves
in the field of
summer’s days.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 8,  2017

Roads To Travel

Times we journey
from the past
leaves us heartbeats
beating fast.
Maybe a snowy
road of time
written as love
and found divine.
Roads we wander
seeking true
life of ages
we wonder through.
Within our minds
we might recall
roads to travel,
times install.
As the seasons
fall in place
roads to travel
find their pace.
Time becomes then
as a page
roads to travel
age to age.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2017

Evening’s Glimmer

Standing surely
closing ways
evening’s glimmer
comes to gaze.
Searching for
its night’s delight
evening’s glimmer
says goodnight.
Yet the moments
still in view
give us often
greater hue.
Maybe as some
cloudy skies
or some sunshine
with surprise.
Life’s reflection
finds its style
found within
a little while.
Evening’s glimmer
paints with ease
a lake of time
with nearby trees.
For the journey
of the quest
displays life
its very best.
Signs of life
a scenic lake
evening’s glimmer
is wide awake.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2017

Heaven’s Rays

Found as blessings
a sky of blue,
it’s more enhanced
with a cloudy hue.
It’s but a doorway
to Heaven divine,
a scene so supreme
that fills up the mind.
Life as a portion
of a scenic surprise.
Heaven’s awakened
up high in the skies.
It’s rays are beauty
seen as a style,
filled with the essence
of God and a smile.
It’s but a moment,
a time that we see
as Heaven’s rays
shine on you and me.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 9,  2017

Autumn’s Age

We often find
a point and place
that holds within
a timeless face.
An autumn view
that came to be,
a special time
so great to see.
That certain style
we’ve memorized
lives as time
that life revised.
Autumn leaves
that turned to gold
became a story
we often told.
A time of mixture
leaves on stage
is remembered
autumn’s age.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

Sea Of Minds

Thresholds visions
found designs,
life is ventured
sea of minds.
Through a window
times we gaze
might just be
an oceans haze.
With a cloudy sky
and sea of blue
a book of pages
turns so true.
The book’s cover
becomes a sight,
a sea of life
in day and night.
The seamless view,
remembered times
grows within
the sea of minds.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

What’s Beyond

The winds of life
are changing fast
as what’s beyond
is soon to pass.
Days we’ve seen
remembered true
might become
a different hue.
For what’s beyond
the times we know,
might live a life
of time to grow.
Churning waters
teaching phase
as what’s beyond
is hard to gaze.
Yet some water
needs to fall
to change the path
and reinstall.
As what’s beyond
becomes a tale
it then might be
a wishing well.
The flowing life
that then we see
might become
our history.
As sudden scenes
are then and gone
we’re mesmerized
at what’s beyond.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

Life Of Seed

Many heartbeats
spread like wind
as seeds blowing
times transcend.
As the seasons
changing phase
life of seed then
shows its ways.
Often anger’s
in the breeze
blowing as some
passing leaves.
Needing guidance
spreading true
many heartbeats
change their view.
Yet the moments
time bestows
show both ways
of how it blows.
Let your journey
give the need
that of blessings
life of seed.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

for Nov 11,  2017

Bonds of a moment
are often just similar
to our memories.

The lives of many
can often sway ones thinking
even if they’re wrong.

Theories of time
are found as ones perception
that they have deduced.

The cold of winter
brings some chills to the body,
but beauty of snow.

Minding your business
keeps a view inside your own,
that could fail to learn.

Seasonal moments
are as pages out of books
from spring to winter.

The blinding sunlight
can become hindrance of life
if you look at it.

Many directions
can merely be just dead ends,
so prepare to change.

Morning’s awaiting
after nighttime has expired
and yesterday’s gone.

Thoughts become alive
as actions put into place
and then there’s results.

Life of a flower
is as a journey through time
that changes its course.

Growth of a snowflake
finds it needs more to sustain
to become snowmen.

Hearing ones heartbeat
can become a true blessing
as closer you grow.

Patterns in a day
might display many turnstiles
that open and close.

Patience is hindered
while watching seconds to pass,
so let life find peace.

Shelter from a storm
can often be within you
for fear causes pain.

Looking for trouble
might find more than you sought for
and end in despair.

Ageless is Heaven
as it awaits our journey
as time runs its course.

Looking back on life
we might only find regret,
so learn the lessons.

When doors close their view
know that others will open
as blessings or strife.

Our sought after dreams
can be nightmares in disguise
that unleash sorrow.

Hearts filled full of prayer
give us hope for the future
that’s greater than now.

©By Bill Pearce
Nov 11,  2017

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